The door to the lounge was pushed open, and a group of people wearing white coats walked in.
Lined with a white shirt and a black hip-hugging skirt, she has a tall and graceful figure.
Her hair was tied back and her cold eyes looked as proud as a queen's.
The woman walked into the room: "Wen Lan, how are you? You're not scared, are you?"
Wen Lan smiled and said, "It's okay. Did something happen?"
"Qin Feng, this is Li Qingcheng."
She introduced with a smile: "The director of Shengde Hospital is also a friend of mine for many years."
Qin Feng stood up and stretched out his hand: "Hello, Dean Li."
"fine."
Li Qingcheng glanced at Qin Feng, ignored it and looked at Wen Lan:
"Same as yesterday, there is a little trouble, but the impact is not big."
"I was just worried about scaring you and Qing Qian, so I came to see if there was anything I needed help with."
Qin Feng put down his hand and didn't show anything.
"Someone jumped off the building again?"
Wen Lan frowned slightly: "What's going on? Did you find anything?"
Two days in a row, someone jumped to his death, and Wen Lan felt a little uncomfortable living here.
What's more, there is the patient Tang Qingqian.
"It's okay. Work in foreign companies is quite stressful."
"Especially for ours, the most high-end private hospital in Southern Province."
"The patients I come into contact with every day are either rich or expensive, and the work intensity is also very high."
"It is inevitable that some people are new to society and cannot bear the pressure and take drastic actions."
Li Qingcheng's words were indifferent: "After all, high salary means high pressure. It's his personal problem if he can't handle it."
"But in the end, it was our hospital that was affected."
She sighed: "As long as you're fine, I just came over to take a look."
"We still have to dispose of the body to prevent family members from coming to the house tomorrow to cause trouble, which will not only attract trouble, but also delay the patient's rest."
Then he turned his head and said: "Take the body away and burn it, and prepare another five hundred thousand and the best lawyer, just like last night."
"Then I'll leave first."
Li Qingcheng said hello and was about to leave.
"Is this the first time this month that you have committed suicide by jumping off a building?"
Qin Feng said in confusion: "It shouldn't be the second one, right?"
Li Qingcheng paused and turned to stare: "What do you mean?"
"It's nothing, don't get me wrong."
Qin Feng waved his hand: "I noticed that although our hospital was established not long ago, the building looks very damp."
"There are still traces of termite infestation in some places. This does not look like a hospital that was established less than 20 years ago."
"And it's such a high-end private hospital."
Li Qingcheng turned around and sneered: "What do you want to say?"
"Are you saying that my hospital is so haunted that a nurse jumped off the building?"
"I didn't mean that."
Qin Feng smiled bitterly: "But some people seem to think so. Otherwise, why would you have so many subordinates wearing amulets around their necks?"
Wen Lan's eyes were surprised, and it was only then that she noticed that the group of hospital executives and key personnel at the door all had red threads hanging on their necks.
Many people hide the things hanging with red threads in their clothes, and some people simply expose them. Apparently they are seeking blessing bags with the meaning of peace and security in temples.
Li Qingcheng turned his head, and those who were frightened quickly put the lucky bags into their collars and hurriedly lowered their heads.
"I am not a Feng Shui master and I don't understand Feng Shui."
"But as long as ordinary people enter this hospital, they will feel something."
"Cold and damp."
"You sit south and face north, but there is no warmth from the sun."
"I believe many patients have reported this problem to you."
Qin Feng tried his best to explain: "From the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, the human body is a small universe where yin and yang converge to form a balanced state."
"If you work in such a dark and humid environment for a long time, Yang Qi will weaken and Yin Qi will rise, destroying this balance."
"It will cause dampness and coldness, excessive dreams, internal circulation disorders, some nightmares, poor mental health, and some trance-like living conditions."
When Li Qingcheng looked coldly at the people behind him, Qin Feng added:
"The most serious ones can affect the nerves, leading to mental weakness, depression, auditory and visual hallucinations, and behavior that ordinary people cannot understand."
"For example, committing suicide by jumping off a building."
"What did you say?"
Li Qingcheng suddenly turned his head and scolded: "Shen Shen, a master who studies Chinese medicine dares to talk nonsense in our Shengde Hospital about Yin and Yang balance and other messy things."
"Wen Lan, I regard you as my best friend, and you bring someone like this to disgust me?"
Wen Lan's beautiful eyes were startled and she smiled bitterly: "I believe in Xiao Feng..."
"That's your business."
Li Qingcheng interrupted directly: "I didn't beat this kind of person out for your sake, but I don't want to see him here again in the future."
"Otherwise I will call the police and arrest him as a liar!"
She acted vigorously, turned around and left.
"At this time tomorrow, someone will still commit suicide by jumping off a building."
Qin Feng said calmly: "If you don't believe it, just wait until the hospital dies and closes down..."
Li Qingcheng paused and left without looking back.
"That's who she is."
"I'm used to it."
Wen Lan smiled bitterly and then became curious: "But since I live here, I do have some very strange dreams at night."
"Does it mean that your yin and yang are out of balance?"
Qin Feng nodded: "Yes, it's a pity that she doesn't believe me."
"It's normal for her not to believe it."
Wen Lanyu rubbed Qin Feng's head:
"Before she became the dean, she was the most famous forensic doctor in Beijing, known as Li Wuming..."
