Chapter 54 Dead people in the clinic

Author: Ju Gaogao

Chapter 54 Dead people in the clinic

An Xiaoxiao and Dawu didn't sleep all night and prepared the medicine overnight. She quickly walked upstairs and happened to meet a young man holding a medicine tray to enter the door. She nodded and signaled to the young man. Without thinking too much, she pushed the door and walked in quickly to the patient's bed.

The patient closed his eyes and rested, his face was rosy, as if he had recovered as before. An Xiaoxiao felt cold and stood by the bed without saying a word.

"Drink medicine." The young man walked with the medicine plate and shouted the patient to get up. He said to An Xiaoxiao: "Miss Auntie is really a miracle doctor. He woke up in the middle of the night last night. He drank the bowl himself. He felt that after drinking it this time, he completely recovered."

"Oh, stop sleeping, get up." The young man held the medicine bowl in his hand, turned around and saw that the person had not yet gotten up, and then shouted a few impatiently.

"Stop shouting." An Xiaoxiao stood beside her hands behind her back, looking down at the person on the bed, her expression was dim, "Go and explore his breath."

The young man was confused at first, but when his eyes moved to the patient, his face suddenly turned pale as if he had thought of something. He trembled and stretched out his hand and placed his fingers under the patient's nose.

Suddenly, a "clang" sound was heard, and the porcelain bowl cracked and the soup splashed all over the floor. The young man's legs fell to the side, his face pale.

"No, no, no, no, no."

An Xiaoxiao reached out and pulled the guy up and said in a low voice: "Don't make this happen. Please tell the village chief first, how to make the village chief decide next."

The young man held up his weak body and nodded, and quickly ran out the door. He hesitated for a moment, turned around and saw that An Xiaoxiao was still standing beside the patient's bed with his hands on his back, lowering his head and lowering his eyebrows, not knowing what he was thinking about.

The village chief was shocked when he heard the guy's words, so he quickly helped the guy to the museum. An Xiaoxiao was still standing beside the bed, and when he saw him coming, he took the initiative to give up his seat.

A blue and white face appeared in front of him. The village chief felt dizzy in his head. He barely held the young man to prevent him from falling down. He said tremblingly: "Die?"

An Xiaoxiao didn't say anything, lowered her eyes and said nothing.

"This." The village chief closed his eyes, took several deep breaths before barely speaking: "This can only be reported to the official."

I have lived in Daoxiang Village peacefully for more than ten years, but now I have died of a person and have died of a foreigner. I am afraid that this time I will be good.

"Once the official is reported to the official, the county magistrate will send someone to investigate. At that time, the village chief said in a dim way. An Xiaoxiao knew it. She said bluntly: "Since it happened in my clinic, it is my responsibility. Village chief, please report to the official, and I will deal with anything if you have anything."

"It's all in the county, what can you do?" The village chief shook his head in anger, but now he can only choose to report to the official. He took out the village seal from his chest, wrote a letter with his own hand, and handed it to the young man to send him out.

It was a major event for the village to have a murder case. The county yamen runners rushed to the clinic in less than half a day. Two yamen runners came on horseback in the government and caught the attention of each household as soon as they entered the village. Sanhan, who was working as a farmer, happened to see this scene, looked at each other, threw away the farm tools and ran towards the clinic.

"Is this the person?" The yamen runner took out a horse whip and hit the patient's body. He said in a rough voice: "Present the prescription."

An Xiaoxiao said nothing, and did whatever the yamen runner said, until one of them pulled out the knife and wanted to cut the patient's clothes open. She stepped forward and raised her hand to block the patient's face and frowned, "Official, this is not good. This sword has no eyes. What if the body is damaged and the evidence is damaged."

The yamen runner was dissatisfied with his face, but when he saw An Xiaoxiao's words were right, he could only nod and retract the knife. He should use the scabbard to pull the patient's clothes.

The coroner arrived later. He first checked the patient's body by himself, then studied the prescription carefully, sniffed the fragments of the porcelain bowl that had not yet been collected, and nodded, "It should be that he died by accident. We notify the family to come and receive people. You can give some silver and give some compensation."

The speed of the case closing surprised the village chief. He wanted to speak but stopped, and finally turned into a sigh and turned over.

"Is the case closed like this?" An Xiaoxiao frowned, "What if someone poisoned or died of some means, don't you check it?"

"Or what do you want?" The yamen runner looked at her with a subtle look, as if he was scolding her if she had some brain problems.

"What should I do if we inform our family to come and get people, and they suspect that I killed the person, or ask me to make other compensation?" An Xiaoxiao retorted: "At least you should issue a document to announce it."

"There is no trauma and no sign of poisoning. The prescriptions and bowls are normal. What else can I find out." Another yamen runner waved his hand impatiently, pulled the coroner's hand and was about to leave. Before taking it away, he looked at An Xiaoxiao and added: "The county magistrate is busy with official duties on weekdays. Don't always bother him about this little thing. If no new evidence is found later, the case will be closed by accident."

The implication is that this matter is over, and the rest is not their business. You can do whatever you want and don’t cause trouble.

After the few people left, the village chief was so angry that he gasped several times. He waved his hand and refused to fall off the young man who wanted to support him. He sat at the table and stroked his chest.

"Auntie! Someone came to the yamen just now!" Han Er's loud voice came from far to near, and the three of them broke into the room one after another like dumplings. When they saw the person lying on the bed, the three of them stood stiffly on the ground, daring not to speak.

"Is this really dead?" Han Er said in disbelief.

"What should I do? People are coming from the county. Are we going to run away?" Xiaohan's voice trembled.

"If you want to run, I will run away. What's the matter with you?" An Xiaoxiao waved impatiently and drove all the people out. She helped the village chief up, left the house, turned around and locked the door. "The county will find out his identity in the past few days. At that time, family members will come to pick up people. Let this person be here and don't move."

"Let it go, it won't smell bad if you let it go." Han San whispered.

An Xiaoxiao pretended that she didn't hear it, so she helped the village chief downstairs. It was boring for the rest of the people to stay in the corridor and left one after another.

The originally closed window was suddenly pried open from outside, and a black figure flashed by, and the patient on the bed disappeared immediately.

The incident of the clinic treating people was circulating in the village. The originally lively hospital was suddenly deserted. Rong Niang was still purchasing fabrics in the county at that time. When she received the news, she hurried back to the clinic, only An Xiaoxiao and a few employed friends in the village were left in the museum. The other doctors and apprentices were all dismissed by her.

"An Niang, I'm late." The rest of the guys sent him to the backyard to clean because he had nothing to do. Only An Xiaoxiao was sitting behind the counter in the empty lobby. When Rong Niang saw this scene, tears fell instantly. She held An Xiaoxiao's hand and sobbed, "Did someone make a mistake and let you recite this matter?"

"I'm fine, what a big deal." An Xiaoxiao wiped Rong Niang's tears with her handkerchief and said with a smile: "You have really helped me when you come back. I'm worried that Shuyue is not allowed to take care of Yuce."

"I'm going to stay in the clinic these days, and it's not convenient to go home. Gu Xiucai is kind-hearted and stayed there for a few more days. If you come back, you can just pick them up."

"I'll pick them up later." Rong Niang sucked her nose, suddenly looked around, and whispered: "Where is Dawu? Dawu left you and ran away alone? He is still a man!"

Alas, that

An Xiaoxiao opened her mouth and then opened her mouth, and finally decided to remain silent. Seeing her like this, Rong Niang's tears began to fall again. An Xiaoxiao sighed and hugged her in her arms and comforted her softly.
Chapter completed!