Chapter 385: Just a Coincidence?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The car was going very fast. The city’s neon lights gradually faded away, and the night became darker.
In the night sky far away, there were clusters of red, mixed with the sharp cries of fire engines.
Sang Qianqian was slightly shocked. Was there a fire somewhere?
Looking at the fire, it wasn’t a small one. It took up half the sky.
“Jian Zheng, do you see that?”
Sang Qianqian leaned forward slightly. “Can you tell where that’s coming from?”
She wasn’t familiar with the suburbs, and she had no sense of direction at night.
“Yes, 1 can.” Jian Zheng said in a deep voice, “That’s from a hospital.”
His foot on the accelerator seemed to have hit the bottom of the pedal. The sound of the engine was like a low thunder in the night, shaking Sang Qianqian’s heart a little.
She stared at the road ahead without blinking. The fiery red flames in the sky became more and more distinct. As the car drove closer, the scene in front of her could almost be described as thrilling.
The right corner of a ten-story building was engulfed in flames. The fire ladder had been set up, and countless water pillars spewed at the flames like water dragons, temporarily suppressing the raging flames.
So Jian Zheng was planning to come here.
Through the car window, she could see a large open space on the side of the hospital. A large number of evacuated patients and medical staff were staying there. Many of them were still in shock.
Sang Qianqian was shocked to discover that some of the patients were shackled and handcuffed, and among the staff who were taking care of them, there were not only doctors in white coats but also prison guards in uniforms!
So, this was a hospital that specially accepted prisoners?
She was even more curious about what Jian Zheng had to do here.
Or rather, why did Shen Hanyu ask Jian Zheng to come here?
The car had just stopped by the side when another car came roaring over. It braked hard and stopped behind Jian Zheng’s car.
The sound of the brakes was so loud that Sang Qianqian turned her head instinctively and was stunned.
How could it be Xie Shi’an’s car?
Why was he here?
Jian Zheng and Xie Shi’an pushed open the car door at almost the same time. Both of them were stunned for a second, but Xie Shi’an didn’t have time to stop. He ran toward the hospital anxiously, not even noticing Sang Qianqian in the back seat.
Sang Qianqian thought to herself, ‘To be able to be recognized by both Shen Hanyu and Xie Shi’an, and to have them visiting so attentively, the only prisoner suited to this criteria would be… Cui Yi?’
“Are you and Xie Shi’an rushing over to see the same person?”
Sang Qianqian asked Jian Zheng tentatively, “Is it Cui Yi?”
Jian Zheng thought that Sang Qianqian knew everything, so he didn’t deny it. “Yes.”
He stood in place and made a call. Immediately, two bodyguards came over. One of them walked over and whispered something to Jian Zheng.
Jian Zheng’s voice was a little tense. “Dead?”
The man nodded and said in a low voice, “He was already very sick. Although the fire didn’t start from his floor, the smoke was too thick and he couldn’t escape in time. The doctor said that he inhaled too much smoke and suffocated to death.”
Jian Zheng was silent for a long while, his expression was indescribably heavy, and there was also a bit of self-blame.
Before Shen Hanyu left, he had asked him to keep an eye on Cui Yi, because he might be the most important person. However, he did not expect the man to die before Shen Hanyu even returned.
He did not know how to report this at all.
“Where is Cui Yi’s body? Bring me over to take a look.”
Even if he was dead, he had to see it with his own eyes.
“There’s a temporary mortuary located diagonally opposite the settlement,” the man said in a low voice.
Cui Yi was one of the many patients who died in the fire.
Jian Zheng waved for another bodyguard to come over and accompany Sang Qianqian. He then led his men straight to the morgue.
Sang Qianqian was bored from waiting. She saw a book that looked like a medical record on the shelf in the car.
Out of habit as a doctor, she turned on the lights in the car and picked up the booklet to flip through.
She never thought that the booklet would be Cui Yi’s medical records.
When Shen Hanyu left, he instructed Jian Zheng to get the man’s medical records and send them to the heart and lung specialist so that he could assist the hospital in treating him.
Jian Zheng was meticulous and made two copies of the documents. He gave one copy to the specialist and left the other copy for Shen Hanyu to read.
The medical record recorded in detail the whole process of Cui Yi’s physical examination, from normal to sudden symptoms, and then to the development of severe illness in just over a month. The clinical diagnosis was that he had heart and lung failure, but the cause was unknown.
Sang Qianqian looked at it and frowned.
In just a short period, he went from normal to contracting serious heart and lung failure of unknown cause.
Moreover, the progression of this disease he had was rapid and strange.
If Sang Qianqian had never studied the medical notes left behind by Professor Fu’er, she might not have suspected anything. However, she had already memorized his notes by heart. Subconsciously, she associated these symptoms with certain ones recorded in the professor’s notes.
Professor Fu’er was the world’s top pathologist. The notes recorded all kinds of rare poisoning symptoms and detoxification methods that he had studied for many years. The development of Cui Yi’s disease was too similar to one of the symptoms recorded in the notes.
However, the man was in prison. Who would poison him?
Or was it just a coincidence that the symptoms were similar and that Cui Ke had indeed contracted some unknown disease that caused his heart and lungs to fail?
Sang Qianqian thought for a few seconds, then pushed the door open and got out of the car. “Take me to Jian Zheng.”
Outside the car, the bodyguard who was ordered to accompany Sang Qianqian was stunned. “But he’s in the morgue…”
Sang Qianqian insisted. “Just bring me there.”
The bodyguard thought that Sang Qianqian had something urgent to attend to, so he didn’t dare to delay and hurriedly led the way.
When they arrived at the mortuary, Jian Zheng had just walked out.
Knowing that Sang Qianqian wanted to go in, Jian Zheng immediately refused. “It’s not appropriate for you to enter such a place.”
“Don’t forget that I’m also a doctor. I’ve seen as many dead people as you have.”
Sang Qianqian was not exaggerating. When she was studying abroad and doing her internship in a foreign hospital, she spent an entire night in the hospital’s morgue with her intern teacher.
Seeing that Jian Zheng was still hesitating, Sang Qianqian waved her phone. “If you don’t agree, I’ll call Hanyu myself.”
Jian Zheng quickly replied, “No need, let’s go.”
No matter how ridiculous Madam’s request was, President Shen would not reject it at all.
Therefore, it was better to avoid this procedure.
Just as Sang Qianqian was about to follow Jian Zheng in, a man suddenly rushed over from behind. He walked them in a few steps and rushed in first.
Inside the house, Xie Shi’an stood silently in front of a mobile bed covered with a white cloth. The man rushed in, removed the white cloth, and shouted “Brother!” in a heart-wrenching manner, followed by a burst of mournful wails.
It turned out that the person who had just rushed in was Cui Yi’s younger brother, Cui Ke.
The scene in front of them was miserable and terrifying. Jian Zheng and Sang Qianqian didn’t make a sound and only stood silently at the door.
Cui Ke cried for a while, then suddenly stood up and picked Cui Yi’s dead body up. He was about to carry his brother’s corpse away!
Xie Shi’an stopped him in shock and said angrily, “Cui Ke, what do you think you’re doing?!”
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