Chapter 18: Death of a Doctor (Part 2)
Xia Beibei pushed open the half-open door and walked in. The four people inside stopped talking at the same time and turned to look at her.
Xia Beibei continued to walk in without any embarrassment, and then put the fruit basket in her hand on the table next to the nurse.
"My family sent these to me. I don't like to eat them, but it's a pity to throw them away. The people next door have gone downstairs to see the dead, and you're the only one with people here. I'm scared to stay in the ward alone. Do you mind?"
The fruit basket was bought by Zhou Xun. It was exquisite and expensive. The middle-aged woman sitting on the hospital bed inside glanced at the fruit basket, smiled and stretched out her hand to greet her.
"Don't mind, don't mind. It's really scary to stay in the ward alone at a time like this. Come and sit down."
Xia Beibei moved a stool from the side and sat directly opposite the nurse. Perhaps because of her joining, the content of the conversation became much more restrained and there was nothing special.
The only saving grace was that the nurse was the middle-aged woman's niece, and the other two were her daughters. The person in the adjacent bed was not there, so if the nurse knew something, it must be bombshell news.
In fact, Xia Beibei had just walked around the nurses' station, but all the nurses had been instructed by the hospital not to talk or make irresponsible remarks. Just now, someone went over to inquire and was chased away.
Meeting the nurse's gaze, Xia Beibei suddenly said:
"I heard that Dr. Zhao is a very good person, with no stains, no enemies, and has never offended anyone, so he shouldn't have been murdered."
She had just heard these words outside. Xia Beibei clearly saw that when she finished saying these words, the nurse had a look of sarcasm on her face.
Soon, she smiled twice to cover up her mistake. Without saying anything, Xia Beibei stared into her eyes for a moment. Her eyes flashed, and she suddenly lowered her voice and said:
"But, I also heard that he killed someone a year ago. It seems that he stopped taking the medicine on purpose because of a promotion, because... Well, I don't know if it's true."
Xia Beibei stopped there and sighed mysteriously. The next words seemed to hide a huge secret. Several people looked at her in astonishment, as if waiting for her to continue.
But Xia Beibei didn't say anything else. Instead, she looked mysterious, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.
In fact, she didn't know what came after that, because that was all she heard from the nurse's inner contempt and sarcasm, and she was eager to know.
However, these words and her mysterious expression as if she knew a huge secret were enough.
The nurse asked Xia Beibei where she heard this. Xia Beibei just said that she heard it from a friend, but she had promised others not to tell it, and she looked quite embarrassed.
The nurse sneered, "What can't be said? What you heard is true. That Zhao Yongde is not a good person. A year ago, in order to save the dean's daughter and to ensure his own promotion, he stopped the medication for a migrant worker's daughter and even replaced the girl's cornea with the dean's daughter. This kind of person should have died long ago."
When talking about the deceased Zhao Yongde, the nurse's face was full of hatred, as if she had some deep hatred against him. It should not be just because she wanted to stand up for the migrant workers.
Because when the nurse spoke, her fists were clenched tightly, veins on her forehead were bulging, and the hatred bursting from her eyes was fierce.
Xia Beibei was afraid that she would become suspicious, so she did not dare to ask more questions. She just followed them in scolding Zhao Yongde, and she did it in exactly the same way, gritting her teeth and gloating over their misfortune.
"So that thing is true. I was saying it. A 39-year-old man with such a high income as a doctor cannot suddenly commit suicide. He must have offended someone. So he is such a bad guy. He deserves to die. The murderer can be said to have gotten rid of a harm to the people."
Xia Beibei kept looking at the nurse's expression when she spoke. If she looked unhappy, she would scold her. If she looked better, she would take the opportunity to ask a few questions.
"This kind of beast deserves to die. He is a scum. It is a blessing for him to die."
The nurse was too excited and the needle in her hand pierced her hand, causing blood to flow out instantly. The nurse didn't notice and the middle-aged woman quickly took out two pieces of paper and gave it to her.
"Oh, your blood is precious, we can't waste it. Okay, okay, stop talking. If the head nurse can't find you later, she will scold you. Let's go now."
The nurse calmed herself down and stood up. Xia Beibei glanced at her pale face, then moved her gaze to her name tag.
Liu Qing.
At 3:30 p.m., in the Criminal Police Brigade meeting room, a briefing on the case of Municipal Hospital doctor Zhao Yongde who fell to his death was underway. Relevant leaders from the Criminal Police Brigade and the police station attended the meeting, which was chaired by Criminal Police Brigade Captain Gao Bochuan.
The murderers in the Chen Yong and Li Xiaochun cases have not been caught yet, and now someone has died again. Although there is no dagger from the Sun Organization this time, the sudden breakdown of the hospital's surveillance is completely in line with the style of the Sun Organization.
Therefore, the atmosphere in the conference room was extremely low. Gao Bochuan looked down at the photo, silent and with a grim expression. No one dared to speak.
After a long time, Gao Bochuan raised his head and glanced at Xiao Zhou next to him. Xiao Zhou immediately projected photos of the falling scene onto the large screen in front.
"The deceased fell from the rooftop of the Municipal Hospital. The fatal injury was a craniocerebral injury. The time of death was around 8:50 in the morning. There was skin flakes between his fingernails. He must have had a minor dispute with someone before his death. Homicide cannot be ruled out. The DNA has been sent for identification."
Several close-up photos of the deceased appeared on the screen. The bloody scene was already commonplace for everyone present, so when they saw the photos, the expressions on everyone's faces were calm.
Just when the screen began to switch to the scene's environmental photos, Shen Yunfei said:
"According to the technicians' investigation, there was no murder weapon at the scene. Strangely, no other footprints were found on the balcony except for the deceased's. However, the skin flakes between the deceased's fingernails showed that he had had an argument with someone."
It was very clear from Shen Yunfei's words that the deceased did not commit suicide. The murderer must have worn shoe covers or done other things to the scene.
After Shen Yunfei finished speaking, everyone looked at Gao Bochuan. Gao Bochuan threw a photo in his hand on the table and glanced at Xiao Zhou. Xiao Zhou immediately switched the picture on the screen to the bloodstain one meter away from the deceased and enlarged it.
Everyone was puzzled. Gao Bochuan knocked the table with his slender knuckles and said in a deep voice:
"These circular blood spots are 1.2 meters away from the deceased, and are disconnected from the bloodstains under the deceased. Generally, circular blood spots will form when blood drips from a high place. Through the simulation experiment conducted at the scene this morning, it can be determined that the area of these circular blood spots is consistent with the area of the dripping and splashing on the rooftop."
As he spoke, Gao Bochuan pointed to a report next to him.
"It is certain that these blood spots dripped from the rooftop. This is the test result just sent in. The round blood spots are RH negative blood, which is the rare panda blood. The deceased Zhao Yongde was type A blood."
Everyone was excited. Lin Qi reacted belatedly and cheered:
"So, this is the murderer's blood, the murderer is injured!"
Yang Lin said: "That means the deceased was pushed down during the fight with the murderer."
Gao Bochuan didn't say anything, and asked Xiao Zhou to switch the photo to the details of the deceased's clothes, the front, back and sides, with the details maximized.
Gao Bochuan pointed to the side of his trousers' thighs and said:
"There was dust on the deceased's pants. The test results of the dust have come out, confirming that it was the rooftop where the deceased fell. The guardrail of the rooftop is 1.2 meters high, and the deceased is 1.82 meters tall. If the deceased was pushed down on his back, there would be dust on the buttocks of his white coat. If he was pushed down from behind, there should be dust on the front of his clothes."
"Everyone, take a look. There is no dust on the front and back of the deceased's clothes and pants, but there is dust on the inner thighs. This can only mean one thing: the deceased may have climbed up the guardrail by himself."
"But, before he fell from the building, no one saw anyone jumping from the rooftop, so he must have fallen just after climbing up the railing. So the question is, if someone pushed you down the stairs, would you take the initiative to climb up the railing?"
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