C84 (1/2)

Zhao Shulan sighed, ”Now we know that it is autoimmune encephalitis. As far as we know, it is a rare human disease, a difficult disease. It was included in the First List of Rare Diseases jointly developed by the National Health and Health Council and other departments in May this year. He already knew what kind of disease it was, but he was only able to make the diagnosis. He knew what kind of clinical manifestations and ancillary examinations could make the diagnosis of autoimmune encephalitis, but he still hadn't been able to figure out the cure for it with his current level of medical knowledge, including Beijing Union Hospital, Fuyang Hospital and other powerful hospitals in the country. Sigh, so what if I know? Humans can never wake up, so what if I know. If I meet such a patient again, with my current technique, it will be very difficult to cure him, unless there is a major breakthrough in brain research.

After Zhao Shulan said so many professional terms, the tears that flickered in her eyes had vanished long ago. Her face was serious, and there was even a hint of guilt in it. She was immersed in the discussion of medicine and the patient's memories …

I didn't really understand what she was saying. Li Fengyun and Xu Haoqing were also at a loss, but I understood that Doctor Zhao Shulan was a doctor with profound medical knowledge.

Also, she had been keeping an eye on the patient's illness and was aware of the current state of that disease's research...

Xu Haoqing no longer needed to say anything. I knew that I was wrong this time. The incident at the bar had nothing to do with Zhao Shulan. As for Zhao Yao, he probably had nothing to do with him.

However, it was hard to say whether Zhao Yao had a ”yes” tattoo …

There was no evidence that the Zhaojia mother and son had anything to do with the organization, and instead of leaving them in the Bureau, it was better to let them out and keep an eye on them, to see if they had anything to do with the organization from their daily behavior.

Walking out of the interrogation room, they arrived at Xu Haoqing's office. Xu Haoqing lit up a cigarette, smiled and said, ”What do you guys think?”

”Does that need to be said? Zhao Shulan is innocent. She was drugged in the hospital and in the alcohol.” Li Fengyun stated his stance first.

I also agreed: ”Well, I agree with the boss. The matter of Xiloxibin has nothing to do with them. Have you guys compared it yet? Are the Xiloxibin in the bar the exact same medicine as the one lost in the hospital?”

Before Xu Haoqing could say anything, the office door was pushed open.

The captain's door was pushed open. Without knocking, Xu Haoqing immediately turned around and was about to go crazy.

The one who came in was Old Xia, Xia Xu.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he walked in unsteadily and threw the report form in his hand towards Xu Haoqing, saying, ”It's exactly the same. The seroxibin tested in the wine is exactly the same as the sample taken from the hospital. Old Xu, why are you staring at me?”

Xu Haoqing laughed, ”I didn't stare at you, you're too worried …”

Old Xia left without even closing the door. Xu Haoqing went to close the door himself.

If Old Xia is really like Xu Haoqing had guaranteed, a righteous police officer, then I feel that this old medical examiner is a little cute.

Xu Haoqing arranged for his men to release her. Perhaps she was afraid that Zhao Shulan would go after him again, so he didn't meet with her.

Zhao Shulan and her son went back. Xu Haoqing continued to arrange people to keep an eye on them. Although the suspicion of tampering with the wine was eliminated, it did not prove that they had nothing to do with the Pang organization.

Zhao Shulan even mentioned that Xu Haoqing asked her about the tattoo previously. Although she took the opportunity to blame Xu Haoqing for his grumbling, I felt that it was a little strange for her to do that.

After finishing all the work, Li Fengyun and I went back to the dormitory to rest.

It was another fruitless day …

Lying on his bed, Li Fengyun could not fall asleep at all. Perhaps the side effects from the shot into Xiluo Xibin a while ago had not passed. He needed to sleep less and make up for his lack of energy.

After playing with his phone for a while, he suddenly saw a friend request on WeChat …

When he opened it, he saw that the other party's nickname was ”Ghost of a Beauty” …

The ghost of a beauty, the ghost of a gender, began with several dark red lanterns.

Naturally, I am not unfamiliar with this lantern.

This was the kind of lantern that was used to decorate the Terror Bar.

Is it Xiao Qian?

The other person added me as a friend from ”People Near Me”. The problem is that my WeChat didn't turn on this feature at all …

What was going on? My WeChat is up?

I didn't immediately contact my friend, but rather opened up the nearby people to search. Other than Immortal Jump and WeChat, where else could there be a beautiful female ghost?

Curiosity triumphed over everything, and I accepted the other party's friend request.

As soon as she passed, she sent a ”hug” emoji.

TC: Hello, who is this?

Ghost: ”Did you forget?” Why didn't you ask me who I was when you were holding me?

ME: When did I hold you?

Ghost Lady: On the chair beside the Eight Immortals' Table behind the screen of the Terror Bar, should I be more specific? You drank too much that day, and your hands and feet were all dishonest. Didn't you realize that your clothes were put on by someone else? Hehe …

I didn't reply immediately. The reply she had just given me was very long, it would take at least a minute or two to type, and it would take faster players to do it, but she had replied within a second or two after I had sent the message.

Even if she typed it into WeChat or used a web page, it was impossible for her to be this fast.

Unless, she had edited the text in advance, and copied and pasted it.

I asked her who she was, and she said that I hadn't asked her when I hugged her, and then I asked when I hugged her, and her following reply, which I did exactly according to her rhythm, so that she could reproduce the words she had edited in advance in order to increase the mysteriousness.

Thus, I only need to follow no routine and I will be able to see through her plans.