Chapter 1185: 807

Yehaoxuan nodded. He walked up to Shi Guanghui, put his hand on his pulse, turned his pupils, and said nothing.

"Are you afraid of killing yourself and committing suicide?" Yeziang asked.

"No, I went through this person's file. When he joined the company, his score showed that he was a responsible and responsible person, and the patients gave him a good rating after admission. He would not commit suicide."

"But he did commit suicide." The medical examiner shook his head.

"Not necessarily..."

Yehaoxuan walked behind Shi Guanghui. Shi Guanghui was nearly 50 years old. He was a little bald. He usually wore a wig. Yehaoxuan reached out to take the wig off his head, and then looked carefully at the Baihui acupoint on his head.

Sure enough, at Shi Guanghui's Baihui acupoint, a faint dark red dot appeared on his head.

"Get tweezers." Yehaoxuan said.

One side of the forensic quickly took out a small pair of tweezers. Yehaoxuan took the tweezers, carefully aimed at the dark red point, picked one clip with tweezers, and then slowly pulled them out.

A silver wire as thin as an ox hair was pulled out. The silver wire was a full twenty centimeters long. The whole silver wire disappeared into the Baihui cave of the deceased. To this extent, it's strange that people don't die.

Yehaoxuan threw the silver wire into a tray on one side, washed it with alcohol, and then picked it up and looked at it carefully in his hand.

"This is a homicide, Dr. Ye. How did you find this thing?" The medical examiner gasped for air.

He is an experienced forensic doctor. Even if it is a temporary examination, no trace can escape his eyes. However, this metal silver wire of unknown origin is very thin, and the wound is like human hair eyes. If you don't use professional tools, you can't see it at all. How can ye haoxuan be sure that there must be a problem on his head?

"By feeling the pulse." Yehaoxuan said lightly.

"People are dead, and pulse?" The medical examiner said in surprise.

"Yes, this kind of pulse is called ghost pulse by ancient Chinese medicine. It can record the information of a person's body at the moment when he is dying. This kind of ghost pulse will completely disappear in three hours." Yehaoxuan said.

The forensic doctor nodded. Yehaoxuan had never heard of what he said. He quickly recorded the incident in his forensic archives. In the future, when he was old, he would summarize a set of forensic experience. Yehaoxuan's method was very valuable.

"Elder brother, do you know who did it? It seems that ordinary people can't do it." Yeziang asked.

"Of course not ordinary people. This kind of needle is used by witch doctors, that is, what we now call Miao doctors. It is generally used to cure diseases, expel ghosts and evil spirits, and kill people." Yehaoxuan said lightly.

"I asked my superiors for instructions. Let the Army take over this matter." Yeziang realized that the problem was becoming more and more serious.

"No, it's just a criminal case. It's not good for the army to intervene. I'll go to find Xing Sicheng later and let him take over." Yehaoxuan put down the needle in his hand.

"OK." Yeziang nodded.

Just at this moment, a fat, middle-aged policeman in uniform came in, followed by the late captain of the small police force.

"Hello, Dr. Ye. I am the deputy director of the Branch Bureau here. I have just been mobilized from other places. I am not familiar with all aspects of the capital. So please don't take it amiss, Dr. Ye. I will give you a satisfactory answer."

The fat director squeezed out a flattering smile. He had just learned the real background of Shuguang Hospital through his staff. To be honest, he was scared to pee. He didn't expect that this hospital would have a relationship with the Ye family.

When he first came to the capital, someone warned him that the capital is deep, and he should be cautious. In the capital, if you look at an insignificant person, you may be a big backer.

However, he still stumbled here. He took advantage of some people and asked his subordinates to call the police a few minutes late. However, he never thought that the dawn hospital, which called the police, had such a source. The president here was actually a direct descendant of the Ye family.

His legs softened with fear. At the same time, he still thought that the person who came to him must be trying to fix him. Now, I'm afraid that he will be removed again this time when he has just left the vice bureau where he has mixed up. What he hopes now is that yehaoxuan can't see the same things as him.

"Your Branch Bureau is very busy. This matter is taken over by our General Administration, so you can go back." Xing Sicheng, who entered the door, glanced at him lightly and said.

The chubby director's heart clicked, knowing that this time was over.

"Well, have you got a clue?" Xing Sicheng stepped forward and asked.

Yehaoxuan pointed to the witch doctor needle in the tray and said, "I've made it clear that he killed someone. However, this matter involves personal gratitude and resentment, so the senior police officers don't have to come forward. Moreover, this person is not an ordinary person, and you can't deal with it."

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"Well, is it necessary to transport the body back?" Xing Sicheng Dao.

"There's no need. The cause of death has been made clear. It's handled as an abnormal case. You know how to write the report." Yehaoxuan said.

"I know." Xing Sicheng nodded. "What do you want to do with those people? Is it a lesson or a severe punishment?"

"Severe punishment, you don't have to worry about this. I'll go back to my father and tell him that some people are too secure in their seats under their hips."

As yehaoxuan said, he also swept the deputy bureau whose face looked like the color of a pig's liver. The deputy bureau's heart thumped, and his face instantly turned pale without any blood.

"Shi Guanghui's family is here. They are outside now. Would you like to meet them?" Tang Bing walks in.

Yehaoxuan nodded. He asked the people on one side to put Shi Guanghui's body away, then covered it with white cloth. It was only then that he walked out slightly tired.

Outside the door stood a middle-aged woman, and behind her was a young girl. It could be seen that this was a mother and daughter.

"Are you doctor Shi's family?" Yehaoxuan stepped forward and asked.

"Yes, I am." The middle-aged woman took a deep breath and said, "I want to go in and see him."

"Anytime." Yehaoxuan paused. He bowed deeply to the woman and the girl behind her and said, "I'm sorry. I, the Dean, have joint and several liability. If you feel bad, you can hit me or scold me. It's all my fault."

The doctors and nurses around looked gloomy. The huge corridor was quiet. It was really rare for yehaoxuan to be such a low-profile dean who dared to take responsibility.

"No, it's not your fault. I know. He can't stand the 48 year old level. I knew it for a long time."

The woman could not suppress the pain in her heart. She covered her mouth and the cry grew louder. Shi Guanghui's daughter was also in tears. The mother and daughter were in tears.

Yehaoxuan was moved. Wu Guanghui's life belongs to the life of no doubt. When he is middle-aged, there will be a disaster. His wife seems to know something, but seeing the mother and daughter crying like this, yehaoxuan can't ask in detail.

He stepped forward and said, "Auntie, you can't come back to life after death. Dr. Wu is a doctor in our hospital. We are also very sad about his death, so I decided to give your family members due compensation and give you subsidies according to his retirement standards."

"No, it's not Dr. Ye's fault. It's all his life." The woman sighed and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. She took the girl behind her and said, "Jie Jie, go and see your father. Our mother and I are sending him on his last journey."

The girl named Shi Jie nodded with tears in her eyes and walked into the office with her mother. A moment later, there was a burst of crying in the office.

Yehaoxuan felt that Shi Guanghui's wife was abnormal. It seemed that she had already predicted that her husband would be doomed in middle age. Perhaps she believed in her life and had counted his life in her early years. But yehaoxuan felt that things were definitely not that simple.

He turned to one side, dialed the phone of Junci, and whispered, "Junci, help me send Shi Guanghui's information, including his wife and daughter."

After receiving the reply from the military assassin, ye haoxuan hung up the phone. A moment later, Shi Guanghui's information was transferred to ye haoxuan's mobile phone.

Yehaoxuan opened Shi Guanghui's information, walked to one corner and looked at it carefully.

Shi Guanghui, a Miao native, majored in clinical medicine after graduating from middle school. He was escorted to foreign medical schools with excellent results. He won scholarships for many times. After returning home, he continued to teach at Huaxia First Medical University. Many of his papers caused a sensation at the world medical forum.

This document contains detailed information about Shi Guanghui. From his birth to the present, he was an orphan in his hometown. He grew up eating hundreds of meals in the village. Later, he transferred to the first people's Hospital in Beijing as the principal, met his wife Chen Hui, fell in love with each other for six years, got married, and then had his daughter Shi Jie.

Yehaoxuan closes the materials and falls into deep thought. Shi Guanghui is 48 years old this year. When he was young, he was accepted by the college and sent abroad for further study. His ability must be outstanding.

The village where he lives is a peach circle outside the world in Hunan. There are mountains and the place where the Miao people live. Except for some famous specialties, there is nothing surprising.

After thinking for a long time, yehaoxuan didn't figure out what was wrong. He deleted the data in his mobile phone and planned to find an opportunity to ask Chen Hui about Shi Guanghui.

At this time, zhaoziqian's call came, and ye haoxuan connected the phone without much thought.

"How's it going?" Zhaoziqian asked in a deep voice.

"The truth has come to light. It's just that two people died without knowing their lives. I feel worried. I didn't expect to involve others. The person in charge behind the scenes is really struggling." Yehaoxuan said.

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