"In fact, there are many people who have fertility difficulties related to psychological conditions, and I have a bold idea, where is the combination of Chinese and Western medicine enough, if you can add a little psychology, it will really get twice the result with half the effort."

Shen Ke's eyes burned, and Zhong Siwen pushed the frame of his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He wears the kind of round glasses that were particularly fashionable during the Republic of China, with small frames, and if you stare at it carefully for a long time, you will feel a little funny.

"Of course, interlacing is like separating mountains, I'm just talking. Do you know Cheng Xinguo?"

Zhong Siwen's eyes didn't dodge at all, this time he nodded, "I watched the news about Dean Cheng, and I really didn't expect it. Regardless of his character, he is a highly skilled medical person, and he used to be very famous in the academic world."

"How to say it, they are all doctors in Nanjiang, although I am a Chinese medicine doctor, but there are many occasions to meet. Many years ago, when our hospital encountered major surgery, we would invite President Cheng to come and fly the knife."

"If you have to count, it's a nodding friend."

Zhong Siwen spoke in a somewhat literate manner, like a person living in the last century.

Shen Ke nodded, as if she was just casually asking, "Do you have any records of the patients you have treated?" The earliest I can find out how long ago."

Zhong Siwen's expression looked a little embarrassed, as if he asked about his blind spot, he pointed to the computer on the table, "There should be the system of that hospital, there should be later, there should be no handwritten cases before."

"In the past, when patients came to see a doctor, they were all thick medical records, handwritten by the doctor."

Shen Ke put his hands behind his back and walked to the door, "The foundation's accounts should be clear, and there should be a list of all the patients treated."

Zhong Siwen let out an "ah" and picked up a string of yellow keys from the table, "This one is there. If the police want to look, I can open the door and let you see. However, there are many things related to the privacy of patients, and I hope that the two police officers will not disclose them to the public at will."

As he spoke, his eyes swept over Shen Ke and Li Yuan, "I'm not targeting the two of you, but I have to abide by professional ethics."

Shen Ke and Li Yuan followed Zhong Siwen, walked and walked all the way, and walked to the other side of the hospital floor, where there was a big iron door, the big iron door was locked, and a golden plaque was hung next to it, and the plaque looked very formal.

In large black letters, it reads "Liu's Inheritance Medical Charity Foundation".

Zhong Siwen opened the big iron door and led the two inside.

Shen Ke watched all the way, there were consultation rooms, wards, pharmacies, and even a separate operating room.

really responded to that sentence, although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs.

The decoration style of the ward is very different from the outside, and it looks much more exquisite. If I had to describe it, it was the difference between some old private hospitals many years ago and newly painted public hospitals.

The same thing is that there is a strong lingering smell of disinfectant water.

Shen Ke walked and stopped, the door of the ward was closed, but through the transparent glass on the door, he could see the inside clearly. The walls of the ward were covered with wallpaper, which was beige.

Because it has not been renovated for many years, the wall is a little bulging and uneven.

Where the wallpaper is close to the ground, there is also some mold.

On the railing of the hospital bed closest to the window, there were some old yellowed stickers.

The railing of the white wrought iron hospital bed is very thin, and the sticker can be glued to the top to go around a whole circle, and the picture on the top is twisted and expanded, and even many of them have been picked into pits, leaving only some slag.

Judging from the pictures that can still be seen, they look like some match figures in different postures.

Li Yuan followed Shen Ke's line of sight and couldn't help but mutter, "If you come to this place at night to shoot ghost movies, you don't need a set."

Pull out the lights a few times to make a little rust drip out of the bathroom faucet, and that's the scene of the hospital horror.

"Officer Shen, Officer Lai?"

Zhong Siwen had already stood at the end of the corridor, and it was a little strange for him to see that the two of them were not moving

He turned his head and pointed to the room on his left, "This is the stall room, and all the stalls for patients are here."

Shen Ke took his eyes off the sticker and walked towards Zhong Siwen.

"Dr. Chung, I see that the time is about the same, and there are already a lot of patients queuing up at the door of your office. We'll find it ourselves, and we'll lock the door and give you the key back."

Zhong Siwen hesitated a little, but when he saw that there were indeed many patients outside, and there were already family members of patients poking their brains here, he nodded.

"Okay, those two officers can take care of themselves, I'll always be in that office. If it's not convenient then, just give the medicine spoon to the nurse."

Zhong Siwen said, opened the door of the stall room, and left behind a large string of yellow and clear keys.

When he walked away, Li Yuan couldn't help but ask, "Old Shen, I always feel that this place is gloomy and gives people goosebumps."

Shen Ke looked at Li Yuan's arm, he was like a beast that had been invaded by someone, and his whole body was tense.

Shen Ke looked towards the ward and walked into the file room.

The whole room smelled musty, and it smelled disgusting.

Li Yuan snapped and turned on the light......

"Lao Shen, how many cases do we have to have, where do we start?"

Shen Ke shook his head, "Stretch out your hand."

Li Yuan was stunned for a moment, and spread out his palms to face Shen Ke, his fingers were very clean, and there was no dust on them.

She walked over to the cabinet and shook her head, "Don't look at it, what we want to see has already been taken."

Li Yuan trotted to Shen Ke, "Zhong Siwen's line, we only found out last night, and we came early this morning, but the things were taken away?"

As he spoke, his heart sank, and he remembered what Shen Ke deliberately said in the villa yesterday.

"How do you know if something has been taken?"

"Notice that the dust on the table is thick, which means that no one usually comes to this room. You press the switch on the wall, and your hands don't get dust, because someone else has pressed it first. The most important thing is, you look at the stalls."

Shen Ke said, squatting down, Li Yuan followed and took out his mobile phone to take a photo.

"Someone has moved the folders in front of them, so the location of the folders doesn't match the marks left by the dust around them."

Place a cup on the countertop over the years until it has accumulated dust, and then you remove the cup and you'll notice that the countertop has left a distinctly circular bottom imprint.

This cabinet is an old-fashioned, pork liver red wood product, which is particularly conspicuous with dust.

Li Yuan listened, decisively took out his gloves and put them on, and then pulled out one of the files.

Based on the traces on the top, he deduced that the stall next to the eucalyptus might have been taken.

"Qi Huan, let me ask Hong Mingyu how things are going?" Shen Ke didn't look at him, walked to the window, picked up his mobile phone and dialed Qi Huan's number.

As soon as Li Yuan opened the car door, he heard Qi Huan's voice, "I have found it, it's the same as you think." Hong Mingyu received confirmation from her elders that his father had indeed been involved in the genetic inheritance project when he was a child. Shen Ke, there must be something big wrong with this foundation."

Shen Ke was listening, when he heard Li Yuan shouting behind him, "Old ...... Old...... Old Shen ......"

Shen Ke turned his head and looked at Li Yuan, his eyes fell on the file folder in his hand, and on the cover of the folder was an information card, on which were written two words of dragon flying and phoenix dance: Shen Ke. There is also a line of small print written underneath: No. 18 Xinghe Road.