182. Misuse of words?

"I don't know, anyway, I've been a security guard for two years, and his temper has become more and more weird. β—’ With the *dream* small β—’.com"

The little security guard said in a low and cautious voice, "Now that his qualifications have come out, no one can control him." If someone in the hospital accidentally provoked him, he would have jumped into the air and cursed. ...... I heard that he once had a fight with a neighbor and almost cut someone with a knife!"

"There are violent tendencies. Mo Xiaobei glanced at Xiao Ran meaningfully.

Zhang Lei rubbed his stomach that had just gotten up with one hand, hung a recorder on his chest with the other, and shouted weakly: "Director Feng!"

There was silence in the corridor, whether it was the nurses who were passing by carefully, or the few little doctors who were being trained, they all raised their heads in surprise and looked over: When Director Feng was training, someone dared to interrupt, that one is so bold?

"You have a stomachache and an appendix?"

Feng Zihao looked at Zhang Lei with a gloomy face, after all, Zhang Lei pulled up most of the night yesterday, and now he is holding his stomach with one hand, his face is still a little sickly yellow, and he didn't pay attention to the recorder on Zhang Lei's chest, and really thought he was coming to see a doctor.

"Go and wait for the doctor first, and if you can't wait, go to other hospitals, I don't have time to show you now!"

Feng Zihao looked fierce, what does it mean that he is not free now? Obviously, he is already training people who are idle, and he is unhappy when he says this, and he doesn't want to deal with Zhang Lei, a 'patient'.

Sensing that the situation was getting more and more wrong, the little nurse who hurriedly walked away made a gesture to Zhang Lei when she turned the corner, signaling him to say a few good words.

"I'm not sick!" Zhang Lei was slightly furious in his heart and raised his voice.

Feng Zihao frowned, and his already close eyebrows immediately turned into one-word eyebrows: "I'm not sick to make trouble here, I didn't see that I was busy ......"

"Police!" Xiao Ran didn't want to listen to nonsense anymore, so he directly took out his ID and said coldly.

"What's wrong with the police...... Observe ......"

Feng Zihao said casually, but softened halfway through his words, "Police?...... What's the matter? We don't have doctor-patient conflicts......

"I want to know from you about the situation!" Mo Xiaobei interrupted Feng Zihao's words.

"Oh. ”

Feng Zihao blinked a few times and said slowly: "Wait a minute, I'll go for an operation." ”

"Can't anyone else do it?" Zhang Lei said sharply, if Feng Zihao is allowed to operate now, the time of one operation is enough for him to figure out a lot of things.

"Others? You say they?"

Feng Zihao pointed to the little doctor in front of him and sneered: "They are all interns, and I am the only surgeon who is available now."

Of course, if you have to find out the situation with me now, then they have to go, but if the patient has three longs and two shorts, you can be responsible. ”

"Good. We are waiting for you. Xiao Ran stared at Feng Zihao and raised the corners of his mouth in a pun.

Feng Zihao didn't speak, glanced at Xiao Ran twice, and strode past Xiao Ran with a few interns and ran to the operating room.

When the interns who followed him walked by, they didn't forget to give Xiao Ran a thank you look, if Xiao Ran didn't come, they might have to continue to be trained.

"This guy is so domineering, there are nearly forty people, he lives alone, he manipulates the scalpel every day, and quarrels with others by the way. - Psychopath, right?"

Zhang Lei rubbed his stomach, which was still a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but complain: "If I get appendicitis in the future, I won't let him cut it for me!

Xiao Ran was leaning against the wall on the side of the door of the operating room with his arms crossed, and when he heard this, he slowly raised his head and looked at Zhang Lei faintly: "Are you sure you want Yu Yu to cut you?"

β€œ...... Hehe. ”

Zhang Lei couldn't help but think of the picture of Yu Yu holding a scalpel and staring at people's ribs, and suddenly his heart was half cold, and he felt that his stomach hurt more and more.

Rubbing the sweat from the corners of his forehead, Zhang Lei said angrily: "Obviously, the three of us eat the same hot pot, why do I have diarrhea by myself?"

"You're empty. ”

Mo Xiaobei spit out two words expressionlessly, Zhang Lei's face turned from yellow to white, and the sweat on his forehead became heavier.

"It's a deficiency of the spleen and stomach. Xiao Ran added.

"That's good, that's good......"

Zhang Leiqiang smiled perfunctorily, but secretly swore in his heart that he would never eat hot pot in his lifeβ€”β€” even if he did, he would never touch the spicy Jiugongge!

About half an hour later, Feng Zihao finished the operation, and then it took ten minutes to change his clothes, and then slowly paced into his office with the three of them.

"Sit casually. ”

Feng Zihao patted the leather chair in front of his desk, sat on it, leaned back in the chair, and looked at Xiao Ran with a relaxed expression: "Three police officers, what do you need ......?"

"Xi Ruxiang!"

Without waiting for Feng Zihao to finish speaking, Xiao Ran suddenly drank these three words concisely and powerfully, his eyes were firmly fixed on Feng Zihao, and he did not let go of any expression or action of Feng Zihao.

"Xi ......"

Feng Zihao didn't show any panic, he still leaned on the back of the chair easily, and just opened his eyes slightly: "Xi Ruxiang?...... You're still looking into this case?"

Xiao Ran said quietly, but he already had a judgment in his heart.

Feng Zihao must have made psychological adjustments during the operation, and his question was ambiguous, probably to know if the police were investigating Xi Ruxiang's case again, so as to prepare a countermeasure.

"What do you say?"

Xiao Ran's answer was also vague, and he asked instead, "Where were you during Xi Ruxiang's murder?"

Feng Zihao was silent for two seconds, as if he was reminiscing about the old things, "Qiandao Lake, where was my friend and I at that time. ”

"You didn't look for a job at that time?" asked Mo Xiaobei.

Feng Zihao shook his head: "Looking for a job? I have never looked for a job in my life......

"Where did you live back then?" Xiao Ran asked.

"Wangjiang Road Drum Tower Community ......," Feng Zihao replied calmly.

"It's not far from the three corpse dumping sites that year. ”

Xiao Ranfeng said lightly, and when he raised his eyes to look at Feng Zihao, he found that Feng Zihao was also looking at him calmly, "It's not far, I came back from a trip, and I was stunned when I heard that Xi Ruxiang was left near my house." ”

Xiao Ran nodded, it seemed that Feng Zihao had already prepared, and it was difficult to catch his loophole with sudden verbal stimulation, so he continued to ask: "When you were playing in Qiandao Lake back then, did you go back to the city halfway? Who can testify to you?"

"My cousin, the hotel waiter, can testify to me. ...... Oh, there was a certificate written at the time, and it was handed over to your police, you can go back and check it. ”

Feng Zihao said expressionlessly: "And it is more than 200 miles away from the city, how can you go back when you come back." ”

"When you were in college, did you come into contact with Xi Ruxiang, what kind of person is she in life?" Xiao Ran asked.

"Contact?...... I said a few things, but I didn't like girls when I was in college. ”

Feng Zihao crossed his index finger on his lap, looked out the window with a somewhat deep gaze, and recalled: "Xi Ruxiang...... Xi Ruxiang was very good at the time, quiet and lively, well, I didn't have much contact, probably that's it. ”

"Quiet and lively?" Xiao Ran's eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth looked slightly, and the smile was meaningful.

Feng Zihao's eyelids jumped, and he smiled: "Yes, my philology is not good, and I always use words indiscriminately......"

Xiao Ran smiled silently, watched Mo Xiaobei finish recording, and changed his words: "After so many years, why haven't you been married?"