According to reports, this story begins at an entirely unscientific moment: Zhou Ziye, a designer who rose from creating counterfeit mobile phones, suddenly time-traveled back to the year 1984.
..."Besides nothing, what else do you know?" Xing Baohua asked, raising an eyebrow. In fact, he was already angry inside. This girl knew nothing at all!
Who wouldn't be angry in that situation?
Suppressing his anger for the time being, he let the other party leave.
Xing Baohua sat in the lobby for a while, then had someone retrieve Zou Wenjuan's recent call records, including not only her mobile phone and landline calls, but also some pager call numbers.
I need to talk to them, and I need to do some investigation myself, as well as provide some information to the private investigator.
Xing Baohua called Wang Weibao and asked his assistant who had found him.
Wang Weibao said that Zou Wenjuan personally selected him from the company's HR department's pool of candidates.
It took two interviews to finalize the decision.
"I'll find a chance to quit. I don't know anything about it," Xing Baohua said before hanging up the phone.
While everyone was busy, Xing Baohua went to wash up first. She went to Zou Wenjuan's master bathroom, but stopped after taking a few steps and turned to look at the bedside table.
There are two medicine bottles on it.
I went over and picked them up; they were all sedatives.
Xing Baohua stopped washing up and started looking for things on the bedside table and even in the closet. He wanted to find the doctor's prescription or see if the doctor had written any medical records for her.
Xing Baohua had never bought medicine in America before, so he didn't know if pharmacies could sell this stuff.
If it's a controlled substance, you'll definitely need a doctor's prescription or something similar to buy it.
He guessed that he should look for it first.
I was still wondering why Zou Wenjuan was eating this stuff. Was she under a lot of pressure and couldn't sleep?
I've never seen her have this problem before.
After searching everywhere, I couldn't find anything. I called Wang Weibao, who also confidently stated that Zou Wenjuan hadn't seen a doctor recently.
Xing Baohua asked the guards who were with Zou Wenjuan, and they also said they had not been to the clinic or hospital.
Will they have private doctors? The private medical industry is quite developed in the United States, and wealthy people all have their own private doctors.
Zou Wenjuan only has one private doctor who has come to her home to check on her for a cold, a sore throat, and a low-grade fever.
Strange.
Wang Weibao hired a private investigator, and it will take some time before he can meet and talk with Xing Baohua.
Xing Baohua then asked Wang Weibao to bring over his former personal assistant, as he wanted to question him.
Wang Weibao then hurriedly ran out to look for someone.
About half an hour later, Wang Weibao brought the private investigator he had hired.
Xing Baohua stated his demands: to find out as soon as possible who wanted to kill Zou Wenjuan.
By the way, show the private investigator the bottle of tranquilizers found in the room.
After looking at the medicine bottle, the man took out a pair of rubber gloves from his handbag.
"Sir, this is flunitrazepam. It's used in the medical field for symptoms such as severe bipolar disorder and severe insomnia. In our country, it's a prescription drug. Also, in the underworld, this stuff is considered an addictive drug and is classified as illegal."
After listening to the private investigator's introduction, Xing Baohua turned to Wang Weibao and asked, "Did Wenjuan mention that she has a sleep disorder?"
"No."
"Hire a medical team and bring her back?" Xing Baohua said to Wang Weibao.
Then I told the private investigator to find out where the drug came from.
"Sir, this is quite difficult to investigate. This kind of drug is rampant in Great America, and its origin is unknown. Why don't you start by investigating Miss Zou's friends?"
“Okay, I’m willing to pay any price. I just want results. Once I get the results, I’ll give you a satisfactory number,” Xing Baohua said.
Xing Baohua paid the private investigator an upfront fee to conduct the investigation, and then asked Zou Wenjuan for more details when she returned.
Xing Baohua was unaware that the sedative Zou Wenjuan used had another name: amnesia pills. Moreover, these pills had very serious side effects.
Excessive dosage not only poses a risk of death, but more seriously, even if it doesn't lead to death, it can cause irreversible damage to the brain.
In the afternoon, the medical team started transporting equipment here, large and small, and Xing Baohua even saw a ventilator.
Didn't they say his leg was broken?
This is like building an ICU!
Okay! The problem is indeed quite serious. It's not just a matter of deduction; the person is still in a coma and hasn't woken up.
The accompanying doctor reported Zou Wenjuan's condition to Xing Baohua. Due to the need for local anesthesia during bone surgery, Ms. Zou was still conscious and somewhat agitated after the anesthesia was administered.
The doctor initially suspected that the person had been using prohibited drugs for a long time, and that small amounts of anesthetic drugs would not be effective.
Finally, after discussing with the anesthesiologist, we decided on general anesthesia, so that Ms. Zou could sleep peacefully and the surgery could proceed smoothly.
The medicine works best with a large dose; there's no other way, a smaller dose won't be effective.
According to the data from the instruments, Ms. Zou's bodily functions are normal. However, it is unknown when she will wake up.
First, observe for 24 hours. If he doesn't wake up, be prepared that he may never wake up again, like a vegetable, alive but unable to move.
If the patient wakes up again after a long period of time, the medication may have caused brain damage, and diagnosis can only be performed after waking up.
Xing Baohua didn't hear any good results. But in order to provide the doctor with some options, she still took out the medications from Zou Wenjuan's bedside for reference.
The doctor looked at the medication, shook his head helplessly, and indicated that the outcome was not promising.
They also asked Xing Baohua about the dosage Ms. Zou took each time.
How would he know? He doesn't even know if she ate it or not. If he found out she ate this stuff, he'd give her a good beating.
Well! Xing Baohua was also completely clueless when asked by the doctor.
Now we can only wait for Zou Wenjuan to wake up; maybe we can find some clues then.
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