In the early hours of the morning, Bai Song was most taboo that there were still people in the autopsy studio at this point. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's not that it's a ghost or a miracle, it's just that as a fat man who is true to his words, he inevitably has some lazy style in his temperament, and he doesn't hide that he doesn't like to work overtime.

The man sitting across from him had delicate features that were hard to ignore.

He is Chen Cheng.

Because the air conditioning in the studio is really low. At this moment, he also wore a white medical robe, and his overlapping legs became more and more slender. He put one hand on the back of the chair, and then looked at the unsorted autopsy reports of various organs in front of him, the lunch box of instant noodles was still steaming, and the noodles were eaten well. The expression on his face was rather heavy.

Bai Junhao, who was standing at the desk, was the youngest in the grade, but he was enough to stand in front of them and talk eloquently.

He came up with a bold conclusion: "Back then, the car accident without a broken bone was certainly not the main reason why he later became a vegetative state." ”

What does this mean?

First of all, someone wants to collude with the doctor to give a wrong diagnosis.

Secondly, was the few hours he was resuscitated in the ICU just to lie down, or was he doing some kind of surgery that could not be explained to the public?

In the end, who is it who has such a ability to reach the sky? can steal the day in front of the Bai family.

This is the question in Chen Cheng's mind.

In contrast, Bai Song also had his own questions, and he was about to open it, but Bai Junhao opened it first.

"When I'm done, you can correct it. ”

Bai Song lowered his head and continued to eat instant noodles: "You continue." ”

Baek Junhao continued with satisfaction: "The cause of his death was cardiac arrest.

At that time, when I entered the ward, a series of clinical manifestations showed cardiac arrest. I didn't do any first aid immediately.

It could be one of his own options.

Die with dignity. ”

Chen Cheng's eyes were cold, and his pupils were as dark as ink. His expression was a little sad, more mixed with a bloodthirsty anger.

Bai Song naturally won't discuss the topic of whether to save or not, he has not been a clinician for many years. In his opinion, birth, old age, sickness and death are the natural norm, but if someone tries to arbitrarily decide the death of others, if it happens that the corpse falls into his hands again, sorry, his responsibility is to let the corpse start to finish speaking, and make a silent accusation for them.

Seeing that they listened so seriously, Bai Junhao, who was sought after at school, was also a little complacent, and his tone was a little frivolous:

"Second uncle, don't worry. Let me talk about my last inference.

Pseudo-vegetative state.

Vegetative patients have spontaneous breathing, normal pulse, blood pressure, and body temperature, but no speech, consciousness, or thinking ability. This "vegetative state" of theirs is actually a special state of coma. ”

As soon as this assertion came out, Bai Junhao was obviously a little excited.

He jumped down from the table, and in the thick stack of materials in front of Chen Cheng, he quickly found a brain CT scan, and continued:

"As soon as I died, I had a CT scan done in advance.

To my surprise, all areas of his brain showed normal.

So is there a possibility that he is in a pseudo-vegetative state.

I make a bold assumption that there is no possibility that someone did not want him to wake up and therefore kept giving him some kind of medication. Inhibits the reaction of his central nervous system. Or, it's he himself who doesn't want to wake up.

However, the second possibility is unlikely.

As far as I know, his VIP ward was manned 24 hours a day, except, of course, the day of the accident.

It is too difficult for a healthy person to pretend to be in a vegetative state until his muscles are atrophied.

So, my conclusion is biased towards the former, someone with drugs that keeps him from waking up.

In addition, he had a stimulant antigen in his blood.

As soon as these words came out, he subconsciously glanced at Chen Cheng.

Chen Cheng's eyes widened suddenly: "The same blood as Su Mu?"

Bai Song put down his chopsticks and said lightly: "It's not exactly the same." You're right, I've seen the woman's blood analysis report before. She was born with a genetic mutation. And yours, the friend, was acquired. The former, unless a bone marrow transplant is performed, may have asked for this stimulant-M, but the news from the United States is that it has failed. The latter, through acquired ingestion, as long as the re-intake is stopped, can be completely eliminated from the body through the body's metabolism. ”

"Yes, but the problem is that it's been five years, and he still has it in his body. It should be ingested at a later stage.

That's why I'm sure someone has been playing tricks, and he's in a vegetative state. ”

As soon as he came to this conclusion, the room was silent.

Bai Song drank the last bite of instant noodle soup, burped, touched his stomach and leaned back in the chair, his eyes were sly, and his posture was calm.

Apparently he's been ready to play for a long time.

Smoking is not allowed in the studio, and this rule is set by himself, so he must abide by it.

Bai Song picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth, and also selected a few from a pile of materials.

The appearance of the scholar Bai Junhao was pasted on the glass wall, chattering while making it: "The noodles are almost soaked into porridge, you listen to me while eating." Don't starve my eldest nephew. Later, the old man said that I don't know how to bring people. ”

"Cut, don't take grandpa to press me!" Bai Junhao opened the lid of the instant noodles in his hand, looked at it, and picked up boiled water and added some soup.

If he hadn't been very interested in this research, he wouldn't have eaten instant noodles here with his wife's love card dinner.

The reports on the wall were pasted one by one and neatly organized.

Bai Song turned around and knocked on the desk: "When I finish speaking, you ・・・・・・・ correct it." ”

The taste of provocation is no less than Bai Junhao's demeanor just now.

"You're right about three things. But there are still a few problems that you haven't solved.

1. Why are his pupils gray?

2. Why does the seven-hole bleed? It can't be said to be bleeding here, the amount of bleeding is not large.

3. Why do I go into cardiac arrest?

Bai Junhao calmly lowered his head and ate noodles, but he gave people the feeling that he listened very carefully and had a meticulous taste.

Chen Cheng was very happy to watch the children of the Bai family fight in front of his eyes, as long as he had a result, it was an honor to be able to participate in the process.

Bai Song pulled the corners of his mouth, pulled a stool with his hand, and sat with everyone holding the back of the chair.

"This case is more complicated, the saying 'standing and talking without back pain' doesn't work for me, I feel pain all over my body when I stand, and it is much more comfortable to sit and talk.

Let's talk about the overall condition of the corpse first, that is, a patient who has been paralyzed for many years. However, the cause of the injury could not be found. In other words, his internal organs and bones were normal and had not been damaged externally.

Secondly, the stimulant-M in his blood, I don't think it can be described as 'residue', probably always contained this amount.

As for whether metabolism can be eliminated from the body, it is said from Bailan's previous research report that it can, but what if this M is an upgraded M?

The M that Chen Cheng took was extracted from lavender. Since you are severely depressed, you started to intervene with this M at a very young age. This is the scientific research achievement that Bailan was most proud of at that time.

But from the development of M to the disappearance of Bai Lan, after so many years, her research has ended in M?

Will there be further research into the second generation, or a replacement for the third generation?"