Chapter 100

On the other side, there was a child of seven or eight years old who kept complaining about hand pain and came to the clinic. His parents thought that the child was in a bad mood and refused to do his homework, so they wanted to treat him. Unexpectedly, Song Ming carefully examined the child's hand and asked if the child had undergone surgery on his hand. It turned out that the child had broken his hand in the summer vacation the previous year and it was very serious. He went to the county hospital to have the bone fixed and a steel plate inserted. Song Ming found that the bone was not connected correctly and was crooked, so he asked them to go to a large hospital in the city for a reexamination. The parents still didn't believe it, saying that after all, the bone was fixed in a regular people's hospital in the county, and you, a young doctor in the clinic, said that others had made such a serious mistake, and they also said a few unpleasant words. Song Ming didn't get angry, but explained to them carefully, comparing the bone shape of the child and that of a normal person... The parents were skeptical, and ended up going to the city orthopedic hospital for a check-up, and found that it was really crooked! A few days later, the parents sent a banner, saying that it was a pity for the child, who had to break the bone and reconnect it..."

The old man chattered on and on, knowing the stories behind each banner like the back of his hand.

Chen Pu and Li Qingyao did not get bored and just listened quietly with awe.

After Father Ye finished speaking, he secretly wiped away his tears, a little embarrassed: "I'm too long-winded."

Li Qingyao said: "No, we really enjoyed listening to it and were very moved."

Father Ye said, "I'll go get you two more glasses of water." Then he turned and walked out of the room.

Li Qingyao immediately lowered his voice and said, "Do you know who Ye Songming reminds me of?"

Chen Pu was wearing gloves and was about to look through some books on the bookshelf. He lowered his eyes and looked at her and asked, "Who?"

"Liu Huaixin. They both prepared for the postgraduate entrance examination. Do you think they know each other? They both suddenly left Xiangcheng and returned to their hometown seven years ago. They both felt guilty. And Ye Songming probably also rented a house in Chaoyang Home.

Another thing, do you think it's a coincidence? In other people's descriptions, the two of them are almost the same type of people: good people, kind people, selfless, altruistic, devoting everything to their work and the people they serve, and neither of them has a romantic relationship. "

Chen Pu had not expected her thinking to be so jumping and sharp. He nodded, "You are right, they are very similar in some aspects. However, we cannot conclude that they are related. For example, Chaoyang Home is the largest resettlement community in the city. Many people who are preparing for postgraduate entrance exams and working part-time rent houses there. It is not a coincidence. And if you say so, do I also fit the description of their personalities? And I am not in a relationship either."

Li Qingyao said, "Please understand your own personality. You, Chen Pu, are not a good person. Everyone in the team is under your control and works like a cow or a horse. Last time, Yan Yong told me about your glorious deeds of 'bullying' the captains of the first and third teams. Right, boss?"

Chen Pu couldn't help laughing.

Li Qingyao continued, "I understand what you mean. But Liu Huaixin is related to Luo Hongmin, and Ye Songming is indirectly related to Xiang Siling, which makes me think more. Moreover, Ye Songming also died two years ago. Do you think he is C or D of the live broadcast trio? Is he actually the first person to die?"

At this time, Ye's father came in with tea. Chen Pu winked at her, indicating that they would talk later.

What Li Qingyao didn't say was that she had even more outrageous and wild imaginations. If Ye Songming was really C, one of the people who did live broadcasts with Liu Huaixin back then. The two people had such similar personalities, was it a coincidence, or...was they chosen?
For example, there is a mysterious organization, a criminal godfather or something like that, who specifically picks out good people, corrupts them, makes them commit crimes, and then makes their personalities change drastically, make them do good deeds out of guilt, and live like an ascetic monk, in order to achieve some ulterior purpose of the big boss behind the scenes, or to realize a larger criminal plan, and so on, blah blah blah... However, such speculation is too far-fetched and is obviously only suitable for appearing in TV dramas. Li Qingyao quickly focused his attention on the exploration work at hand.

Chen Pu squatted on the old single bed in the room, lowered his head, and pulled out a dusty wooden box with his long arms. It was about one foot square, looked very old, and was not locked.

Chen Pu asked: "What is this?"

Ye's father said: "This is a wooden box I made for Songming when he was a child. I used it to store his toys. Later, when he grew up, he kept it and couldn't bear to throw it away."

"Can we open it and see?"

"can."

Li Qingyao squatted down beside Chen Pu and opened the lid of the wooden box. There were no toys inside, but five thick notebooks, as well as a bunch of warranty cards, manuals, etc. Chen Pu opened one of the notebooks, and the title page read "Ye Songming's Patient Study Notes 1 - March to July 2016". There were three other notebooks, and one was "Yuan'an Clinic Treatment System Installation Study Notes". Ye's father was right, Ye Songming was really a very hardworking person.

Chen Pu and Li Qingyao each took out a medical follow-up notebook and roughly flipped through it. Li Qingyao nudged Chen Pu with his arm and pointed at one side.

Ye Songming's notes were obviously for himself. In addition to recording the patients who came every day, their conditions, medications, and experience of following up with the patients, he also wrote a few sentences or even several pages of words that were not related to following up with the patients, all with dates marked, which could be considered a diary.

For example, the page she pointed to reads:

[December 2016, 12, sunny
There were not many patients in the clinic today, so my master and I cooked two dishes. Then Zhilan came and brought my favorite roasted chicken. While her father was not paying attention, she tore a chicken leg and threw it into my bowl. I quickly buried the chicken leg under the rice.

I want to get into a 211 university, become a qualified internal medicine doctor, and marry my junior sister. It’s a long way to go! 】

Chen Pu nodded, indicating that he understood. It seemed that they had to take these notes away.

He was just about to stand up and make this request when a small stack of receipts fell out of the notebook in his hand. He picked it up and looked at it, and his brows froze.

【Medical Records

Name: Xiang Siling; Age: 16; Occupation: Student;
Description of the condition:

Early pregnancy, no ultrasound results, family members speculated that the pregnancy was 10-12 weeks.

Old rupture of hymen.

There were multiple soft tissue contusions on the chest, waist, and thighs, suspected of being a victim of domestic violence.

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The abortion process, the prescribed drugs, the expense receipts, etc. were recorded in detail. The operation form was signed by Xiang Siling herself, Li Meiling as the guardian, and Ye Songming and Sun Yuanan. The total cost was exactly 3500.

Li Qingyao was also stunned when he saw this.

She could immediately tell that this was the truth. As an assistant at the clinic, Ye Songming had kept the original receipts for so many years, so it couldn't be fake. Xiang Siling had been sexually assaulted more than half a year before Xiang Wei's case, or perhaps even earlier.

“But back then…” Li Qingyao paused.

Chen Pu looked at her steadily. "The physical examination of Xiang Siling was not enforced by law and had no evidence to support it. The police persuaded Li Meiling and her daughter, and they accepted it. Later, they had an examination at a large hospital near her home. There must be something wrong here."

Yesterday I got confused somewhere. Seven or eight years ago, it should have been 2016-2017, but I wrote 2013 to 2014. Oh, time.