After the neighbors left, Tong Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, it was already evening, and he had just returned from work not long ago, and he had just patronized and counted the money, but he hadn't eaten dinner yet.

Simply cooked a meal of somen noodles to fill his stomach, Tong Qingyun took a bath, changed into dry clothes, and went out with the 3,800 yuan he earned by accident today.

His mother and sister are currently living in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital in Lu'an City, not because he does not want to arrange for his mother and sister to live in the people's hospital, but because the cost of the people's hospital is much more expensive than that of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital.

In an old inpatient building inside the hospital, Tong Qingyun dragged his heavy steps up to the second floor.

Room 202.

Before Tong Qingyun could open the door, he heard his sister talking to herself.

"Mom, Wenwen misses you so much, when will you wake up, Wenwen feels like she is about to die, Wenwen really wants to hear my mother call me 'Wenwen' before leaving."

"Mom, Wenwen feels that she is so useless, and living will only drag down her brother. It's okay if Wenwen is gone, my brother won't have to bear my high medical bills in the future, and he can live a easier life. ”

Tong Junwen, Tong Qingyun's own sister, is four years younger than Tong Qingyun, it stands to reason that a 15-year-old girl should not be small, but because of illness, Tong Junwen looks like a fifth-grade elementary school student, short and thin, looking from a distance, it seems that only bones remain.

The mother and daughter lived in a separate ward, Tong Junwen was sensible since she was a child, and after being hospitalized, she took care of her mother, who became a vegetative person. At this time, Tong Junwen was holding a towel and wiping her mother's body with her thin arms.

Tong Qingyun stood at the door expressionlessly, biting his lip, tears were already surging in his eyes, and he secretly swore in his heart: "I will definitely be able to cure my mother and sister's illness, I will definitely be able to!" ”

If it weren't for the accidental hearing of his sister's self-talk, he didn't know how bad his sister's situation was when he was busy running around all day, every time he saw his sister, his sister showed an extremely optimistic and cheerful character, it can be said that his sister's optimism has always affected him, making him extremely optimistic.

Tong Qingyun wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and just as he was about to enter the ward, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrate.

When I took out my mobile phone, I saw that it was a call from my colleague Li Hui.

Immediately, Tong Qingyun walked downstairs.

"Sister Hui, do you have a job?"

Tong Qingyun's first sentence directly asked if he had any work, his sister's words just now touched him a lot, he needed money, he needed a lot of money.

Soon, there was a wave of helplessness on the other side of the phone.

"Hey, you've already taken three jobs today, if you continue to be so crazy, your body will collapse sooner or later, you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your mother and sister."

Tong Qingyun was silent for a while.

Li Hui knew that Tong Qingyun's character was very stubborn, so she was also silent for a moment, and continued: "That's the case, just now we sent a vegetative person who died of natural causes here. ”

"Really? I'll go over now. ”

Tong Qingyun was instantly excited.

"Well, come over as soon as possible, and I'll help you cover up before I get off work." Li Hui responded.

In fact, Tong Qingyun is a porter, a special porter, others carry items, and he carries corpses. If it weren't for this special type of work, with his high school education, it would be absolutely impossible for him to have an income of more than 10,000 yuan or nearly 20,000 yuan a month.

Carrying corpses is a great test of an individual's mental endurance. For Tong Qingyun, as long as he can make money, this pressure is nothing.

The income of this type of work is extremely high, of course, he can occasionally earn some extra money, and the extra 3,800 yuan he earned today is actually a gold tooth pryed out of the mouth of an old lady deceased. It may be unethical, but as long as it's not illegal, he doesn't mind doing it a few more times.

As for why Tong Qingyun was so excited after hearing that there was a vegetative corpse, it was entirely because he was not only a porter, but also a barefoot doctor. His missing father was a doctor himself, and if his father had not disappeared, according to the trajectory of his life, he would definitely enter medical school after graduating from high school, and after graduation, his son would follow his father's business and become an honorable outpatient doctor.

Unfortunately, with the disappearance of my father and the car accident of my mother and sister, the trajectory of my life has changed.

It is worth mentioning that his place of work is the crematorium, and he has worked in the crematorium for more than a year, in addition to carrying the corpse, he also secretly dissects the corpse and studies medical skills. It is taboo to dissect a corpse without the consent of the family, but who made him an employee of a crematorium, the dissected body will be melted and burned into ashes the next day, and the family will not find it at all.

As long as he is strong enough, he believes that one day he will be able to heal his mother and sister on his own. Dead vegetative people are extremely rare, and this is a rare object of study, as long as it can be studied clearly, it may be able to wake up the mother.

In order to save time and avoid accidents, Tong Qingyun gritted his teeth directly and stopped a taxi. Playing is a luxury for him, and now he can't manage it so much.

From the traditional Chinese medicine hospital to the crematorium, Tong Qingyun only took ten minutes. At this time, it was already dark, the crematorium was deserted, and there were few people in the huge crematorium.

Soon, Tong Qingyun met Li Hui.

Li Hui is one of the few female employees in the crematorium, of course, she is not a porter, but a makeup artist, specializing in makeup for the dead, her income is much higher than Tong Qingyun's, and her work is easy.

However, putting makeup on the dead is making money with guts.

"Hey......" Li Hui glanced at Tong Qingyun who hurried over helplessly: "The corpse is in the 17th position, I'll help you control the wind outside, you be careful, if you let Lei Laohu know, we will all be unlucky." ”

Lei Laohu is the nickname of the manager of the crematorium, working in the crematorium, there is a lot of oil and water, as a manager, the employees under him often respect him, but Tong Qingyun seems to be a stunned young man, he has worked for more than a year, and he has not been honored once, naturally, Lei Laohu is very unhappy when he sees Tong Qingyun, and often makes things difficult for Tong Qingyun three times and twice, if he can catch Tong Qingyun's pigtails, he naturally doesn't mind expelling Tong Qingyun.

"Sister Hui, thank you."

Tong Qingyun didn't have much courtesy, took out a pile of surgical instruments from his storage box, changed into work clothes, and entered the morgue with a mask.

The morgue stores the corpses, and in order to prevent the corpses from smelling, the air conditioning is on 24 hours a day, and the temperature is very low.

Tong Qingyun went straight to bed No. 17.

Lifting the white gauze, the deceased was a middle-aged man, the man's skin was very white and smooth, and he seemed to die peacefully, as if he was asleep.

I took a look at the sign.

Qiu Zihou.

Age: 42 years old.

Source of the body: Lu'an Municipal People's Hospital.

Cause of death: natural death, the deceased was in a vegetative state during his lifetime.

Tong Qingyun pondered for a moment, folded his hands, and bowed slightly to Qiu Zihou: "Mr. Qiu, I am going to dissect your head now, I am offended, please forgive me, I will definitely burn more paper money for you when I go back." ”

Tong Qingyun is not superstitious, but working in this kind of place, he will more or less make some moves to find comfort in his heart.

Taking a deep breath, Tong Qingyun picked up the miniature cutter and directly began to cut the deceased's head.

He cut very lightly and skillfully. Soon, a slapp's Tianling cover was cut open by Tong Qingyun, put the skull cover next to him, and carefully looked at the structure of the deceased's head, well, it was no different from the regular deceased.

Immediately, he took out a high-powered magnifying glass and continued to observe carefully.

"This brain area is normal."

"This part is also normal...... It's also normal here......"

Tong Qingyun carefully observed every tiny area of the brain, but unfortunately, no matter how he looked at it, the deceased's brain was all in the normal category.

In fact, Tong Qingyun himself knows very well that the reason why the vegetative person is unconscious is the death of part of the brain domain, and if he wants to resurrect the brain region that has died, at least at present, there is no very accurate medical treatment in the whole world, and the only way is to wait, or give the patient some recovery medicine, and maybe the patient's head will recover one day.

It's one thing to be clear, but Tong Qingyun doesn't believe in evil, he wants to study more thoroughly and find a reasonable treatment.

The object of the autopsy was the deceased, and Tong Qingyun was not polite, cutting off the deceased's brain piece by piece, and using the naked eye to see through the entire brain domain in all directions.

It stands to reason that there will be some loss of brain in a vegetative person, but Tong Qingyun observed the entire brain of the deceased and could not find the damaged part.

You must know that the damaged and non-damaged brain areas, even if they have been dead for a period of time, the color of the brain is different, but after repeated observation, Tong Qingyun couldn't help but be disappointed, and he came to the conclusion that the deceased was not a vegetative person at all.

"Huh."

Tong Qingyun smiled bitterly at himself: "It seems that I am still too whimsical, even if I find the lost brain region, what can I do, if I want to really understand plant patients, unless it is vivisection, and I have a large number of advanced unexpected instruments to assist in research." ”

Helpless, Tong Qingyun could only stuff the deceased's cerebral marrow back into his head and stitch up the heavenly spirit cover.

Originally, Tong Qingyun planned to give up this research, but the curiosity about the cause of the deceased's death finally couldn't help but open the deceased's stomach.

"Ahh

The moment he opened his stomach, Tong Qingyun couldn't help but exclaim.

Because there was an egg in Qiu Zihou's belly, it was not so much an egg as a thumb-sized, milky white bead. The bead is connected to the belly, of course, this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that Tong Qingyun saw that this milky white bead was beating like the pulse of the human body.

Yes, it's beating.

This strange phenomenon is beyond all of Tong Qingyun's medical understanding.

Suddenly......

Shout!

The white beads ejected directly and took off, burrowing into his stomach from Tong Qingyun's surprised half-open mouth.

Giggle......

Tong Qingyun's face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly clasped his fingers around his throat, wanting to spit out the unknown thing.

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