The policewoman's face was filled with indignation. "What else could we do? She's been abused by her biological father for years, and her body is covered in wounds. Director Bai was originally going to bring her here for an examination today, but something got delayed. And yet you, you actually bully her!"
The female doctor suddenly looked embarrassed and argued, "Well, maybe I misunderstood. It was her own fault for speaking so unclearly. I was going to give her a diagnosis, but she refused to cooperate."
Want to confuse right and wrong and put the blame on her?
Jiang Mingxin won't tolerate it.
"I won't cooperate? You treat me like a defiled woman, and your words are full of ridicule. Even if I was violated, I'm an innocent victim. Why do you discriminate against me?"
The female doctor muttered unconvincedly: "Who knows whether she is innocent or not? She doesn't look serious."
Jiang Mingxin's face was as gloomy as water. "What standard do you use to judge whether it's decent or not? Or do you mean that if you are pretty, you are not decent, and if you are ugly, you must be decent? So, just because you are ugly, you can't allow others to be pretty, right?"
This sentence directly punctured the female doctor's lungs: "When did I say that? Everyone, come and see, someone is openly insulting doctors here!"
The policewoman couldn't help but shake her head. "That's enough! You were the one who insulted me first, how dare you yell at me?"
Seeing Jiang Mingxin being humiliated in the hospital, the policewoman felt very uncomfortable.
She has been working at the county public security bureau for four or five years and has never seen a woman come for an injury assessment.
First, they do not understand the law and do not know that they need to come for identification and evidence collection; second, even if they know, they dare not come for fear of being embarrassed or being disliked by relatives and friends.
If a man is unlucky enough to be raped by a woman, he will either swallow his anger or die. Some are even forced to marry the abuser, ruining their lives.
Like Jiang Mingxin, who dared to use legal weapons to defend herself against domestic violence by her own father, not only had the medical staff seen this before, but she had also seen it for the first time.
Not only sympathy, but also admiration.
"How about I take you to the city hospital for an examination?" the policewoman suggested.
Jiang Mingxin also had the same idea, "Will it be too much trouble for you?"
The policewoman pointed to the police car outside the door and said, "No, I just happened to be going to the city to pick up some documents, so I'll give you a ride."
"Okay, let's go." Jiang Mingxin glanced at the female doctor indifferently and turned to leave.
Listening to the criticism behind her, the female doctor spat in frustration: "Why are you so proud? This vixen is a disaster if she keeps him around!"
The triage nurse looked at her anxiously: "But she knows Director Bai, what if..."
The female doctor's expression froze for a moment, and she stiffened her neck and said, "What are you afraid of? I didn't do anything to her. Don't worry about it. Go and do your own thing. I'm going to the inpatient department to see my husband!"
As soon as she entered the orthopedics department of the inpatient department, she heard an angry roar: "Who told you that blue and white porcelain brush washer was a fake? If I hadn't developed the photo, you would have fooled me! You actually registered it as a handicraft? I tell you, Tan Jianhua, either get this brush washer back for me or don't call me Master anymore!"
She quickly ran over and grabbed the man's arm: "Hey Professor Zhang, what's wrong? What did my husband Tan do wrong? Please talk to him properly. What if he gets sick from being so angry?"
On the hospital bed, appraiser Tan Jianhua was scolded by the old man so badly that he couldn't even lift his head. He felt aggrieved and irritated. There were so many people in the ward, and the master was too inconsiderate of his face.
Teacher Zhang is sixty years old and is the most experienced appraiser in the county cultural relics bureau. He has been devoted to studying porcelain all his life.
Besides Tan Jianhua, he also had several apprentices, but unfortunately, none of them were up to the task. Not only had they learned only the basics over the years, but they were also all arrogant and complacent. While complaining about the low salary at the Cultural Relics Bureau, they stubbornly refused to leave.
"According to established procedures, all cultural relics confiscated by the public security department should first be submitted to the bureau for appraisal. Yet, you've taken it upon yourself to assign a classification. Where's that brush washer? Why don't you go find it quickly?"
Tan Jianhua frowned and said, "Master, I was almost beaten to death by tomb robbers. I can't even get out of the ground now."
As he was retreating, he accidentally stepped on a mousetrap and his entire right foot swelled up like a bun.
"Yes, Professor Zhang, please give him some time." The female doctor also persuaded him, and finally persuaded Professor Zhang to leave.
Turning back to tell him what happened just now, Tan Jianguo narrowed his triangular eyes, "It's really a narrow road for enemies to cross. It was this shameless bitch who caused me to be scolded by my master."
"Why, she was the one who reported the tomb robbers?"
"That's right." Tan Jianhua leaned close to her ear, his face filled with indignation. "You don't know, Director Bai is defending that bitch. In my opinion, they will definitely... Wait, I've thought of a good way to make amends!"
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As soon as Jiang Mingxin got off the car, he bought two bowls of fried jelly next to the First Municipal Hospital, wanting to treat the female police officer.
The policewoman quickly refused: "That won't work. I'll treat you to a meal."
Jiang Mingxin insisted on stuffing it into her hand, "I bought this with the money I earned from feeding pigs for others. It's clean."
"Girl, when did I ever doubt you? I'm not like those gossipers!"
"Then eat." Jiang Mingxin smiled softly, a dimple appearing on her left cheek. "By the way, sister, I still don't know how to call you."
"My name is Lin Juan, you can call me Sister Juan."
Jiang Mingxin nodded, buried his head in the bowl and began to eat voraciously.
Lin Juan was shocked by the way she ate. Then she thought about how Jiang Dawei abused her and might not be too harsh on her during the three meals a day. She immediately felt distressed.
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