It seems that as long as the drug is stopped, the fetal soul can be reunited.

"Lin Sha, don't you be afraid when I say it?"

"What?"

"That little ghost, it's there again!"

As soon as these words came out, Lin Sha straightened his waist excitedly, but he didn't dare to move anymore.

"Male or female?"

"Why do you care about gender?"

"Baby!" Lin Sha looked at his legs, "Whether you are a boy or a girl, your mother loves you!" ”

"He's on the other leg!" I'll hold my forehead.

"I'm sorry baby, mommy loves you!"

Lin Sha's eyes were overflowing with maternal love.

Seriously, I'm a little envious.

My biological mother was pregnant in October and didn't want to admit me when she was born, but Lin Sha was full of maternal love for a fetus that had not yet fully formed, and she was not even afraid of this infant spirit who had not yet been reincarnated as an adult.

Why is the gap between mom and mom so big?

"Lin Sha, for the sake of this child, you have to protect yourself!"

"Hmm!" Lin Sha nodded solemnly.

"And you!" I crouched down and looked at the baby spirit through the stool. "You have to protect your mother! Although you have the right to choose your own mother, you can't go wrong with choosing this one. ”

The infant spirit blinked as if he understood, and then nodded vigorously.

Because the funeral home was busy, I said goodbye to Lin Sha.

When I came to the morgue, Director He helped me carry the charred corpse to the table.

Looking at the appearance, the corpse was clearly destroyed by fire.

The body is contractures and the facial features are deformed.

"It should have been burned, right?" Curator He asked.

"You'll have to dissect to know!" With that, I picked up the scalpel.

But as soon as I cut the trachea, my eyes instantly tightened.

"How so?"

"What's wrong?" Curator He, who was covering his nose, hurriedly said, "There are no traces of smoke in the deceased's trachea!" ”

As I spoke, I cut open my ribcage.

"The lungs haven't darkened either!"

"That means there's a good chance he wasn't burned?"

"Hmm!" I nodded heavily, "Maybe he had no vital signs before he was burned, or maybe he was burned alive by the fire in a brief suffocation!" ”

"It's miserable!" Curator He sighed lightly, "I almost threw him into the incinerator and burned him again!" ”

"That's not going to work!" Ning Yi suddenly appeared, "If they are allowed to go through the death process of their lives again, fear may make their souls scatter!" ”

"So what should I do?" I cried and said, "Can't let me be burned again, can you?" ”

"That's not going to work!" Ning Yi touched my head, "You can't burn my family's An'an's little face!" ”

"Hey, when did you get so tired?" Curator He pursed his lips, "Have you taken into account the feelings of me, an old bachelor?" ”

I blushed a little and hurriedly dodged Ning's hand.

"Immortal, I'll dissect the corpse!"

"I knew you were going to call me, so I came early."

Ning Yi's voice was soft and soft, and it was crisp and itchy to listen to it.

"Then you are not allowed to speak, lest I be distracted!"

Pick up the scalpel again and cut away the skin little by little.

When I opened my heart, I let out a low breath.

"He had a heart stent before he died!"

"Is it the legendary heart bypass?" Curator He said.

"No!" I shook my head, "Heart bypass is a coronary artery bypass, stents refer to coronary artery stenting, and the deceased's one is a bare metal stent (BMC). I don't know if there will be a unique number on this stent, but if there is a patient who can find the stent as long as you find the number! ”

Speaking of which, I immediately became excited.

"Is there a number?" Ning Yi tilted his head.

"Nope!" I slumped my shoulders like a deflated ball, "Looks like I'm looking for a needle in a haystack this time!" ”

……

I hurried to the hospital and found Lan Qingqing on the top floor of the hospital.

Seeing my frustrated face, she smiled.

"What are you pretending to be this time? Terminally ill, pregnant or maternal? ”

"Qingqing!" I pulled out a clear plastic box.

"Isn't this a bare metal bracket?"

"That's right!" I nodded, "Found in the body of a deceased, he was burned to the ground, and his identity cannot be found, this is the only clue!" ”

"Generally, the surgical equipment produced by medical companies is directly sent to the hospital!"

"I know, that's a needle in a haystack, right?"

"Silly!" Lan Qingqing knocked on my head, "There are not many doctors who may be qualified to perform heart surgery!" ”

Lan Qingqing's words suddenly made me brighter.

"So starting with the doctor, maybe you can find out the true identity of the deceased? By the way, if you have heart surgery, you will keep a file in the hospital, right? ”

"Of course! Small hospitals, small clinics, but if you do it, it will kill you! In this way, I will copy the information of cardiac surgery patients in various hospitals for you, and how to check it is your business! ”

"Good! By the way, as long as the information of the male patient! From the pelvis, he is male. In terms of bone age, the age is between thirty and forty years old, and depending on the degree of muscle contractures, his height before his death should be between 1.7 and 1.75 meters! ”

"An An, you are such a cow!"

"How can you cow! All major hospitals have ghost eyeliner! ”

"That's it! All right! Let's go our separate ways! ”

……

Lan Qingqing was very efficient and quickly sent me information.

There were four patients who agreed to the conditions, and the first three called according to the number on the file, and they easily got their current situation on the grounds of a return visit from the hospital.

Two are still alive, and one died of kidney failure.

And the last man named He Chang couldn't get through the phone.

Therefore, will the scorched corpse be He Chang.

I called He Chang for a while, and when I called the next evening, it miraculously showed a regular beep.

After a while, a hoarse male voice came from inside.

"Hey, who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for He Chang!"

"I am!"

Is He Chang still alive?

Not the one in the morgue!

"Oh, I'm ......"

"He Chang, what are you inking? The wine has to be poured and waiting for you! ”

Before I could say it was a hospital visit, a rude yelling came from the phone.

Then, the call drops.

Wrong!

That's not right!

Before I came, I made up for my expertise in heart surgery!

If you have a heart stent, you need to take medication for life to prevent it from being blocked again, and you are not smoking or drinking!

Thinking of this, I called again.

"May I ask if it's He Chang?"

"Why are you again?" He Chang said impatiently.

"I'm a nurse in the cardiology department of the Second People's Hospital, and I'm here to pay you a return visit. Have you been taking amoxicillin? ”

"Oh oh oh, I...... I eat it every day! According to the doctor's instructions, I didn't pull a meal! ”

"Then if you have any discomfort, please feel free to go to the hospital for a check-up!"

"Okay! Good! ”

When I hung up the phone, my heart became heavier and heavier.

The other party is not He Chang!

After cardiac stenting, you should take lifelong medication to prevent blockage, take antiplatelet coagulants, such as chloroquinol, aspirin, and take metoprolol succinate sustained-release tablets or bisoprolol fumarate, etc.! But I deliberately said that it was amoxicillin, which was not the drug he should take at all! However, the other party vaguely admitted!

A patient with a serious heart attack, a patient pulled back from the brink of death, would never joke with his own physical life.

So I'm sure that He Chang on the phone is not the real He Chang!

……

(End of chapter)