Su Qiqi and Wei Feng stood in front of a villa in Pudong New Area, Shanghai, and after looking at the surrounding environment, she said to Wei Feng suspiciously: "Do you say that doctors are so rich now?"

Wei Feng knew that her words meant something, he rang the doorbell, and said lightly: "I don't know if all doctors are so rich, but ordinary doctors can't afford to buy a villa in such a good location." ”

Su Qiqi nodded, she thought so too, and the Dr. Zhang they were going to visit belonged to a doctor from an ordinary family. According to Wei Feng's investigation, Dr. Zhang's family was poor, and he studied in medical school for seven years before he found a good job in Maoshi, and he came to Shanghai four years ago after resigning from Maoshi International Hospital. He first looked for this villa in Pudong New Area, Shanghai, and after the renovation was completed, he took his family from his hometown Jiangxi and lived here together. Then he got a job in a hospital and continued his old job. Today is Dr. Zhang's day off, so Su Qiqi and Wei Feng specially flew to Shanghai to visit him today.

A middle-aged woman who looked like a nanny walked to the door and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Su Qiqi politely said, "We would like to visit Dr. Zhang Deliang." ”

"Oh, please wait a moment while I'll inform Mr. Zhang. Then she walked briskly into the villa.

Su Qiqi shrugged his shoulders at Wei Feng and said lightly: "It seems that after Dr. Zhang left Mao City, his life was quite rich. ”

Wei Feng didn't speak, he was thinking.

After two minutes, the babysitter came out again, opened the door, and said politely to them, "Please come in with me, two of you." ”

Su Qiqi and Wei Feng followed her into the villa and came to the living room, looking at the exquisite decoration inside along the way.

"Who are the two?" Dr. Zhang asked as he got up from the couch when he saw them.

Su Qiqi smiled at him and said, "Doctor Zhang, don't you know me? I am Su Qiqi, the granddaughter of Zhang Jianhui, the former chairman of Brilliant Group, and we met him at the International Hospital. ”

"Su Qiqi?" said Doctor Zhang suspiciously, but there was a storm in his heart, he was thinking about Su Qiqi's purpose for finding her, and how she knew that he lived here. A trace of fear rose in his heart for no reason, but there was a look of sudden realization on his face: "Oh...... I remember, we met. Forgive me for being old and not having a good memory, may I ask you for what is the matter with you coming to me today?"

Su Qiqi saw that he had been standing and talking to her, and had not invited them to sit down for a cup of tea, and she thought that Dr. Zhang might want to end the conversation as soon as possible. So she said straight to the point: "I came all the way from Maoshi today just to learn something about the situation from you, I want to know if my grandfather really died of myocardial infarction?"

The corners of Dr. Zhang's mouth twitched when he heard her question, but then he quickly returned to his normal demeanor, and he said, "Yes, Mr. Zhang Jianhui had a sudden myocardial infarction at that time, and when he was sent to the hospital, he was already dying. We rescued him, but it was still a step too late, and Mr. Zhang Jianhui still passed away. ”

His face was tinged with pity and sadness, which was the normal demeanor of a doctor for the death of a patient, but Wei Feng noticed that his right hand was shaking slightly.

So Wei Feng followed up and asked, "Doctor Zhang, are you sure that your diagnosis at that time was correct, and did Zhang Jianhui really die of myocardial infarction?"

"Are you?" Dr. Zhang did not answer his question directly, but asked about his identity. happy

Wei Feng took out his police ID card from his pocket and showed him: "I am a police officer, we have some questions about Zhang Jianhui's death, please ask Dr. Zhang to cooperate with our investigation and answer the two questions I just asked." ”

When Dr. Zhang saw his police ID, he was even more panicked, and although his face was calm, his voice had a hint of excitement: "The diagnosis I made at that time Zhang Jianhui's family members have also read it, and they have not raised any objections. This is just an ordinary case, about 540,000 people die of heart attack in China every year, and 70% of the heart attack deaths occur in the hospital. Mr. Zhang Jianhui did not come back to the rescue, not because of the fault of our hospital, but because it was too late and missed the best time for first aid. ”

"Then why did you resign after Zhang Jianhui's death, and cut off contact with your former colleagues, and even with your classmates and friends in Mao City, are you hiding from something?" Wei Feng asked again.

Dr. Zhang's eyes flashed with panic in response to his aggressive questioning, and he still said strongly: "This is my private matter, I don't think I have the obligation to report it to the police." ”

Wei Feng stared at his eyes, took a strong step forward, and said domineeringly: "If this matter is related to the murder of Zhang Jianhui, then you must confess and must not make a false confession." I now suspect that you are involved in a murder case and will take you back for investigation. Dr. Zhang, please. ”

Dr. Zhang was so shocked by his momentum that his hands shook involuntarily, his face was pale, his eyes were straight, his eyes were glazed, his teeth were clenched, and suddenly he fell backwards and fell on the sofa.

When the nanny saw it, she immediately shouted in panic: "Mrs., Mrs., Mr. is sick." ”

A fair-skinned woman in her forties ran down from the stairs, went straight past Su Qiqi and Wei Feng, and squatted beside Dr. Zhang. He poured out two pills from the bottle in his hand, pried his lips open with his hands, and fed them to him.

Then he told the nanny: "Go and call 120 to take him to the hospital." ”

The babysitter said yes and immediately went to call.

At this time, Mrs. Zhang looked at Su Qiqi and Wei Feng and said, "Who are you, what did you say to my husband that caused him to get sick?"

Su Qiqi was about to step forward to speak, but Wei Feng stopped her and replied first: "I am a policeman, there is a case that requires Dr. Zhang's cooperation in the investigation, just now I just asked him a few questions about the case as usual, but I didn't expect him to get sick all of a sudden." May I ask Mrs. Zhang, what kind of illness does Dr. Zhang have?"

When Mrs. Zhang heard that he was a policeman, she told the truth: "He has epilepsy, he has been taking medicine for many years, and he can control his condition with some exercise therapy. ”

Wei Feng asked again: "Mrs. Zhang, four years ago, Dr. Zhang received a patient at Maoshi International Hospital, and the patient was the chairman of the famous Brilliant Group. The patient was not resuscitated and eventually passed away, and Dr. Zhang made the diagnosis at that time that he died of myocardial infarction. But according to my investigation, when Zhang Jianhui was sent to the hospital, it was not yet time that it could not be saved, and his life could be saved. Please tell me what you know about this. ”

Mrs. Zhang looked at Wei Feng blankly and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, my husband was alone when he worked in Maoshi, and my children and I were in our hometown in Jiangxi. He never told me about his work, so I don't know anything about what you're talking about. ”

Su Qiqi heard her words and glanced at Wei Feng in disappointment.

After a while, the ambulance arrived, and Wei Feng and Su Qiqi also followed the ambulance to the hospital.