230 Five Floats 67
Wang Dynasty didn't bother with the three-hour time limit anymore, for him, since time was tight, he had to hurry up, and the logic was very simple.
The young man turned on the computer, the query program was still continuing, he imported a part of the node files into the tablet, and said to Lin Chen: "Brother Ah Chen, didn't you ask me to check some cases of adverse drug reactions, some of them came out here." ”
Lin Chen took the tablet.
Since the NMPA has not noticed these cases, it means that these adverse reactions are still within a reasonable range. After all, any drug will indicate the type of adverse reactions that may occur on the instructions, and even some penicillin allergies will also have auditory hallucinations and mental abnormalities, so it is more normal for adverse reactions such as cognitive impairment or emotional mania to occur in the main treatment of brain diseases.
Lin Chen looked at all the 11 cases of related adverse reactions as of February 14, and only one case was more serious.
The patient, a 73-year-old female, was admitted to the hospital with a stroke and organic dementia due to brain atrophy. In January 2012, he suffered a manic episode and accidentally fell to his death from a stairwell after injuring a paramedic.
The forensic autopsy results proved that the diffuse sulcus of the old man's brain was widened and enlarged in a sac-like manner, which proved that the old man's brain had organic lesions that caused mental abnormalities, and ruled out the responsibility for the hospital accident.
Lin Chen looked at the case, and sure enough, he saw Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical's "Brain Corning" on the prescription list.
Wang Chao has always been considerate, and he also attached the police investigation report to him.
In the photo, the hospital hallway is mottled with blood.
According to the case information, the 73-year-old snatched the nurse's needle during the infusion, stabbed the nurse and fled into the corridor. She frantically hit two other elderly people with a medical cart, causing one of them to be crushed and killed on the spot, and the other was declared brain dead three days later.
For an elderly man over 70 years old, this is already a complete madness.
One case, three lives, perhaps the victim's family is still immersed in grief and self-blame, and has not thought about it to this day, it is not their fault at all.
……
Lin Chen put down the tablet and propped himself on the window with one hand, looking indifferent, not knowing what he was thinking.
The convict knew very well why he wanted to make something like a time limit. People like him are often more ruthless to themselves than others, striving for perfection, accustomed to pushing themselves to the limit, looking for a way out in desperate situations.
The convict stepped on the brakes, and the jeep stopped at the traffic light.
In a very brief moment, Xing Conglian saw Lin Chen glance down quickly. It was a completely subconscious action, and he looked at the phone in the storage box next to the car door, and then looked back stiffly. He apparently wanted to make a phone call, but he didn't.
Xing Conglian looked at Lin Chen's face, which always seemed extremely calm and calm, and suddenly realized that Lin Chen was different from them. He and Wang Chao didn't have to worry about the grandfather at home accidentally ingesting the dangerous drugs of Zhou Rui's medicine, and Lin Chen was probably pulling some of the older people in his relatives now. He handed over his mobile phone, the red light turned green, and he said, "If you want to call, you can call, it's not bad for three hours." ”
Lin Chen took the phone, his fingertips were cold.
"It's the teacher." Lin Chen also guessed what he guessed, and replied very frankly, "The teacher's cardiovascular and cerebrovascular systems have always been bad, and he was hospitalized last year, and he has probably been taking Zhou Rui's medicine, which is really too wide-ranging." ”
He didn't have the slightest sad expression, but Xing Conglian could feel the contradiction in his heart.
Although Lin Chen has been with countless teachers since he was a child, there is only one person who can be called a teacher by him - Mr. Su Lao, the president of Yongchuan University.
When Lin Chen took the phone, he was obviously relieved. He dials the phone and doesn't even have to look for it. Looking at Lin Chen's face as he waited for the phone to be connected, Xing Conglian was glad that he was not so stubborn and sticking to his principles.
The convict drove the car forward and stopped on the side of the road near the city office. Lin Chen held the mobile phone and cast an inquiring glance at him, and the torturer waved his hand, signaling that he was waiting for someone.
The phone was connected, and from an arm's length away, the torturer could only barely hear Mr. Su's happy voice coming from the earpiece.
"Teacher, it's me." Lin Chen's voice was rarely so relaxed, and even brought a little bit of amusement to the old man.
Xing Conglian remembered the files he had peeked at, when Lin Chen was very young, the old people in his family had passed away, and now that he thinks about it, Mr. Su is probably a teacher and friend to him, and fills his heart's thirst for the care of his elders.
The torture servant Lian's hand was on Lin Chen's delicate neck, waiting for his next words.
"I've got a problem." Lin Chen held his phone very calmly and said.
The old man asked you what kind of problem you encountered on the other end of the phone, and added at the end, "It can't be the relationship between you and the captain?" ”
The torture conglian listened to the general situation, and glared at Lin Chen with his eyes open, how can people with the surname Su be human spirits in these years.
"It's not, we're together."
Lin Chen said in a cool voice very casually, and the hand that the torturer held around his neck increased some strength. He felt that he should give him some encouragement, but then, the sentence was disappointed again.
Old Man Su's voice in the telephone receiver brightened twice, and Xing Conglian didn't hear any more nervous or worried voices, but heard a lot of bits and pieces of gossip, and Xing Conglian didn't know what to say.
The old man asked east and west, and Lin Chen picked up something that didn't matter and said something. This made Xing Conglian mistakenly think that the current phone call was not that Lin Chen wanted to remind the old man of the drug problem, but that he was deliberately reporting to the elders in the family, which was still a particularly open-minded kind.
Lin Chen's phone rang for a while, and the torturer even felt that the cold sweat on his back was dripping, for fear that the old man would talk to him on a whim, but it seemed that the old man hadn't gossiped to that point yet.
"Now that we've talked about emotional issues, let's talk about what's wrong with you?" The old man suddenly asked.
Xing Conglian looked at Lin Chen, only to see him squint his eyes and look into the distance, paused, pulled his hand down from his neck, and then clasped his ten fingers, and replied, "Something big happened, but I can't say it." ”
"You can't say what you call me, it's not to kill me!" The old man shouted in his heart.
"I really can't say it for the time being, teacher, just pay attention to watching TV, and when you can say, I will call you as soon as possible."
Xing Conglian could feel Lin Chen's hand trembling slightly, but he still said in a pretending relaxed tone.
"Tell me, when you graduated, what was the life principle I told you?"
A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Chen's mouth, and he replied: "Don't be reckless, admit it when you should admit it." ”
The torturer couldn't laugh anymore.
"Yes, there is no savior in this world." Mr. Su was relieved.
"But isn't the meaning of the second half of the Internationale, that you have to rely on yourself to be a man?" Lin Chen asked rhetorically.
"Hey, why do you choke the teacher when you fall in love, the teacher is old." Mr. Su snorted dissatisfiedly, "However, you are indeed better than many people, rather than giving my life to others, it is better to hand it over to you." ”
The old man's voice was very relaxed, but the torturer was stunned. Lin Chen didn't reveal anything from beginning to end, but Mr. Su was saying this, I know it, you can do it with confidence.
Lin Chen also fell silent, he held the talkie, his back was straight, like a thousand guns.
"Hmm."
"Next time I'm free, I'll go home for dinner and bring that one with me."
On the other end of the phone, Mr. Su said a few more random words and was about to hang up the phone.
"Teacher!" Lin Chen woke up like a big dream, and suddenly opened his mouth and stopped the person.
"Eh, what's the matter?"
"I'm sorry." Lin Chen finally said, I don't know if he said this before hanging up the phone or after hanging up.
This small talk is really leisurely, the afternoon is fine, the teachers and students chat, it was naturally beautiful, but now it seems heavy.
Lin Chen handed back his mobile phone, and a police officer trotted over in the distance. The convict lowered the window of the car, and the other party saluted and handed over a large stack of heavy materials.
"Why don't you say it?" The convict asked from closing the window to start the engine.
"My mood is not very different from that of other patients' families, they didn't have the opportunity to say hello in advance, and I shouldn't have it." Lin Chen paused and added, "The most important thing is that if I do this, the teacher will scold me to the core." ”
The convict started the engine and asked, "Then why did you make this call?" ”
"Because I want to hear what the teacher says, you can do it with confidence."
The convict stepped on the accelerator and prepared to send Mr. Xiao Zhan back to the factory. He put the file he just got on Lin Chen's lap, and the word Shen Lian was clearly written on the file bag, and Xing Conglian added: "Just do what you are good at, I am here for other things." ”
……
The jeep drove to the suburbs, and the fields and factories flew by like water outside the window.
Lin Chen touched the thick pile of materials, the reason why he called the teacher just now was because he found that he was really not good at this case. He lacks good knowledge about drugs, can't understand molecular formulas, and is always led by Shen Lian or Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical. He didn't know how long-term medication would affect patients, he didn't know Shen Lian's true purpose, he didn't know what to do next, to be precise, they didn't know.
But fortunately, although people are not good at many things, they also have their own areas that they are proud of, Lin Chen opened the file and began to really understand Shen Lian for the first time.
When she was a child, the girl was wearing two pigtails and grinning, but there was no warmth in her eyes.
Shen Lian grew up in the most ordinary old street in Hongjing, Lin Chen only remembered that there was a shop on that street where the shredded noodles with snow vegetables and pork were particularly good, and there was nothing beautiful about it. The low-rise bungalows, the slightly cold and narrow streets, and the light of day are never seen in the middle of summer.
The first thing he turned out was Shen Lian's childhood learning files. She did not choose a school, elementary and junior high school were mediocre, and according to her report card when she was a child, except for the first and second grades of primary school, there was no indication that the girl would have extraordinary intelligence enough to play the hands of multinational pharmaceutical companies more than a decade later.
Lin Chen turned the pages and suddenly paused.
The convict turned his car onto an inaccessible road lined with an abandoned chemical plant, at the end of which Guanghua Chemical was standing.
"How?" Conglian was keenly aware of his abrupt pause.
"It's very strange that when Shen Lian was in the second year of junior high school, his academic performance suddenly improved by leaps and bounds, and he was admitted to Hongjing No. 1 Middle School with the first grade in the school in the third year of junior high school."
"Enlightened?"
"Shen Lian's high school entrance examination score is 697 points, 9th in the city, even if Wang Chao's intelligence level is difficult to get this score."
Wang Chao interjected in the back seat: "Brother Ah Chen, you can't say that!" ”
"Why can't it, Xiao Wang of the old Huang family, I remember that you didn't seem to be the first in the city in the high school entrance examination."
"I didn't take the high school entrance examination, okay?" Wang Chao angrily pulled Mr. Xiao Zhan's collar, "Are you as old as Shen Lian, how many did you take the exam back then!" ”
"I seem to ...... Is it the first? ”
Wang Chao was choked and speechless for a long time, and finally said: "Give me a paper after finishing this, I want to prove myself!" ”
Wang Chao shouted, but no one in the carriage responded to his words, because Lin Chen was silent.
Xing Conglian looked to the side, Lin Chen lowered his head slightly, his fingers on the old file paper, and a beam of sunlight brushed the side of his ear, but it didn't bring any warmth.
"What happened to Shen Lian's parents?" In line with the principle that all perverted psychology may have a shadow of childhood, the punishment is questioned.
Lin Chen flipped through the file for a while, extracted the part of Shen Lian's parents, and then turned to the year when she was in junior high school, and replied: "Her parents are still alive, her father is a security guard at Hongjing Department Store, and her mother is an ordinary salesperson in a department store. It seems that he should be busy at work, and his family is not rich, but he is not the type of poor people. ”
"Do the parents have a criminal record?"
"No, they all seem to be honest people."
"There is no cheating affair, beating children, childhood abuse, etc.?"
"Nope."
"So, what caused Shen Lian to be so perverted?"
"I don't know."
"I don't know this, is it a good thing or a bad thing?"
"I'm afraid it's not good." Lin Chen replied. 166 Reading Network