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The two watched the nurse's long shadow swaying away in the dim aisle, and then left the utility room.

The sunlight does not enter the long and narrow corridors, and even if there are cleaners to clean them every day, there is still a damp and moldy smell in the air.

He Jueyun didn't like hospitals since he was a child. He sniffed uncomfortably, slowed down, and flipped through the booklet in his hand.

He didn’t write down anything important just now, but from the nurse’s last few statements, Tian Zhaoguang might not be so “innocent” before his death. At least he did appear in the operation of Liu Chen’s nephew. Some small accident.

The accident was finally remedied in time by his professional technology and controlled. It should be a normal risk within the medical scope. However, after being learned by Liu Chen, his small mistake was magnified, held accountable, and excessively harsh.

Perhaps Liu Chen heard this accidentally somewhere in the hospital. He insisted that he was right from a layman's point of view and would not accept professional explanations. The hospital's maintenance of Tian Zhaohua, in his eyes, belongs to the partiality among the people of the same camp. The blocked communication between the two sides intensified his emotions and led him to finally make extreme moves.

So far it looks like this.

He Jueyun put away his notebook and said: "It seems that Tian Zhaohua's reputation is good. Even after more than ten years, there are still people who are willing to speak for him with those scandals."

Qiu Cang said: "People who are really familiar with each other should not be easily influenced by outside comments. On the contrary, it is some half-familiar people who dance the happiest after the other party's accident."

He Jueyun: "That's true."

When someone came to face him, He Jueyun stopped her voice, and waited for the person to go away before continuing: "However, before asking about Mei Shiyong, you let her go."

Qiu Cang smiled and said: "You can tell from her tone that she supports Tian Zhaohua and is almost half a fan. Then her point of view will definitely be: fairy jump. There is no need to ask, it is better to find a second personal testimony. Is there any ?"

He Jueyun pointed upstairs and motioned to continue the interview.

Today there is also a doctor who is on duty in the same department as Tian Zhaohua. That doctor has rarely been on duty now, and basically has meetings everywhere. Today they are lucky, and they just came together.

When He Jueyun passed by, there was still a patient sitting in the room. The middle-aged man is wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and is explaining to the other side lukewarm.

The two stood at the door and waited quietly. After the patient had completed the diagnosis, they stepped forward to pull out the certificate and said, "Excuse me, five minutes."

The doctor had already been notified, and calmly nodded to the patient who was squeezing in the doorway, beckoning them to go out and wait first, got up, closed the door, and returned.

"Sit." He dragged two round stools to the two of them, letting them take care of themselves. He evened his white coat and sat down opposite.

He Jueyun said: "I came here today mainly to ask about Tian Zhaohua."

The doctor helped his glasses: "Dr. Tian is a nice person. He was highly valued in our hospital before. He looks good and has a good personality. He talks very well at ordinary times and has a good relationship with nurses and patients."

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