Chapter 1209

When people are very sleepy, let alone sitting, they can sleep even standing and leaning on a tree.

When Zhang Yi heard people say this before, he still didn't believe it: people are not livestock like donkeys. How can they sleep standing?

Now she knew that she was right, let alone standing and leaning on a tree. Even if she tied her hair with a rope and hung her up, she could fall asleep.

She knows why she is so tired.

Since the incident of indecent assault in the southeast mountain area of the Tang Dynasty, she has not slept well, especially the night before yesterday, she was tossed by a man into the early morning. Although she slept after passing out of coma, it was only two or three hours, which is far from making up for the time required by her body.

From yesterday afternoon to more than two o'clock this morning, she was even more nervous until the doctor who came out of the intensive care unit shook his head slowly at her. Then she slipped along the wall to the chair and closed her eyes painfully.

The doctor's professional and painful appearance is telling Zhang Yi: your husband has died. Please be fully prepared to be a little widow.

In fact, when Sun Gang came to the hospital with an ambulance, Zhang Yi was ready for this kind of preparation - perhaps, she had prepared in the bottom of her heart for at least three months.

After the death of her husband, other women will cry, but Zhang Yi feels that she won't cry. At most, she runs to a bar where no one knows her, throws out a stack of thick banknotes and gets drunk.

Her wish finally came true. Sun Gang died.

Sun Gang's death did not arouse anyone's sympathy: a drunken man who drove across the street continued to drive and try to hit people after killing a beggar. As a result, he hit a big tree and was stabbed by a crowbar for car repair.

This kind of person is rubbish that harms others and oneself. No one will sympathize with him even if he dies miserably. The crazy scene before his death is clearly recorded in the roadside surveillance video.

In the light of Sun Gang, Zhang Yi, the family member of the deceased, did not see the good face of the staff of various departments in Anyang, especially the police officers from the accident department who came to the hospital to investigate the accident, interrogated Zhang Yi in a strict tone like treating class enemies.

Zhang Yi cooperated obediently. She didn't show her identity as the second in command of Tangwang city.

First, she will not be soon. Second, even if she can still squat firmly in this seat, she has no face to tell people who she is: is this the quality of the mayor's husband? After drinking, he drove into the street, killing one person.

Although the beggar who had been killed was actually a suspect who was wanted seven years ago, it does not mean that Sun Gang could play a crazy trick in the street after drinking.

Such people deserve to die!

This sentence was said when the young policeman asked Zhang Yi to leave after taking notes. Although the voice was small, it sounded like a needle in her ear.

The case of Sun Gang driving into the street and killing people did not attract the attention of Anyang police, including Wang Xiaoqiang, who was killed. Everything was clear at a glance. There was no "brilliant" motive for the crime. It was caused by playing crazy after drinking. It was completely "in line with" a normal accident.

Zhang Yi didn't think too much of the seven character comments given by Anyang police, but he was very vivid.

If it wasn't for some reason, she might really hold the little policeman's hand, shake it hard and say: Comrade, you're right. Can you tell the hospital not to try to rescue him again, please?

Anyway, he can't be saved.

No matter how advanced modern medical technology is, it seems that it is impossible to save a person whose internal organs are pierced by a crowbar.

Zhang Yi's wish was fulfilled. After trying his best to rescue in the hospital, he finally announced Sun Gang's death. Then Zhang Yi slipped down the wall to the chair, slowly lowered his head and closed his eyes.

Doctors have long been used to the phenomenon that after the loss of relatives, the family members were so sad that they were numb. After giving a compassionate sigh, they left quickly.

No one bothered Zhang Yi. The hospital pushed Sun Gang's body into the morgue by itself.

Let's wait until after dawn. Anyway, if the bodies stay in the morgue for one more night, the families of the dead will have to get an extra "parking fee".

People in the hospital thought Zhang Yi was sitting in a chair like a sculpture. They were closing their eyes to miss the sweet time their husband and wife had had. No one bothered her, but they didn't know that she was the biggest wish. After she succeeded, they felt like a mountain of fatigue and slept when they couldn't support it anymore.

When people are most tired, they are not half dead from work, nor have they not had a good rest for a long time, but the wish they have been looking forward to in their heart has become a reality. After the tense nerves relax, the overwhelming fatigue comes.

She thought that she would at least sleep until noon the next day. After the hospital was impatient, it would wake her up and let her go through the formalities.

But when the first ray of sunshine in the morning just fell on her, she was awakened by the sound of hurried footsteps.

However, she didn't open her eyes and didn't intend to care about the walkers. Why did she go so fast? She just wanted to continue to sleep.

"Ms. Zhang."

The rapid footsteps stopped in front of her, and a man's voice sounded.

Zhang Yi's eyebrow tip moved slightly and ignored.

She is so tired that she just wants to sleep now.

"Ms. Zhang, please wake up."

The voice sounded again, and a hand patted her on the shoulder.

"Alas."

After being patted on the shoulder, Zhang Yi was as sleepy as a mountain. He immediately ran away like a frightened rabbit. Only you sighed, he opened his eyes reluctantly and raised his head.

Three people stood in front of Zhang Yi. One was a doctor on duty and the other was a middle-aged man in a white coat and gold wire glasses. His face was dignified with square head and big ears. At first glance, he knew he was a leader.

The man standing behind them was an old man in light blue work clothes, slightly bent, and his face was full of confusion and panic.

The one who patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder was the doctor on duty. His surname was Wang. He was nice.

Last night, Doctor Wang saw Zhang Yi standing there in a daze facing the serious illness intensive care unit. He seemed very poor and lonely. Yu Xin couldn't bear it, so he brought her a cup of hot water in a paper cup and comforted her.

"Dr. Wang, what's up?"

Zhang Yi gently sipped his lower lip and rubbed his bloodshot eyes, barely showing a smile.

"Ms. Zhang, this is president Zheng of our Anyang central hospital."

After Dr. Wang woke up Zhang Yi, he consciously stepped back and gave the right to speak to President Zheng.

"Hello, Comrade Zhang Yi."

President Zheng stretched out his right hand and introduced himself again with a dignified look on his face: "I'm Zheng Zeming of Anyang central hospital."

In fact, Zhang Yi didn't need to be introduced by anyone at all. As soon as Zhang Yi saw Zheng Zeming's tone (shouting comrades) and action (asking for handshake), she knew that he was a leading class - she also talked with the following people with this attitude when she went out to inspect her work.

"Hello, President Zheng."

Zhang Yi sipped the corners of his mouth again, stood up from the chair, reached out and shook with President Zheng a little, then loosened it, and frowned a little: "excuse me, what can I do for you?"

Dr. Wang and others disturbed Zhang Yi's "dream". Naturally, it was not because they told her to get up and go through the "discharge formalities", because there was no need for director Zheng to come forward.

Zhang Yi was very clear in his heart. He thought he knew his true identity, so he hurried to disturb her.

Zhang Yi frowned subconsciously: Although the level of the president of Anyang central hospital may be the level of the deputy department, one level higher than her, don't forget that Zhang Yi is a parent official in charge of a city and millions of people. Naturally, the real power is not comparable to that of a hospital president.

Then why did he put on a leadership airs in front of her?

Comrade Zhang Yi didn't even call her post. After all, she is still the No. 2 figure of the king of the Tang Dynasty.

"Yes, Comrade Zhang Yi."

President Zheng didn't notice Zhang Yi's naturally unhappy look. He hesitated a little before turning his head and said to the old man in work clothes, "Lao sun, you'd better tell Comrade Zhang Yi about the situation."

Ho ho, Dean Zheng's shelf is getting bigger and bigger. They disdain to talk to me in person.

Zhang Yi sneered in his heart, and the blood in his eyes decreased a lot with the coldness.

However, no matter how dissatisfied she is, there is no need to express it in words.

"Comrade Zhang, Comrade Zhang, that's right."

Lao Sun took a step forward, avoided Zhang Yi's eyes, focused on the lower part of the corridor wall, and murmured, "you and your husband's body are gone -- gone."

"What?"

Zhang Yi was stunned. He didn't understand what Lao sun was talking about.

"Your husband's body is gone."

When Lao sun repeated this sentence, his tone became much more fluent.

"I, my husband... Sun Gang's body is gone?"

Almost word by word, Zhang Yi asked in a low voice.

Lao sun didn't speak any more. He just nodded hard. He seemed to feel that Zhang Yi would rush up at the next moment. He took his collar and scratched his face. He hissed: why is my husband's body missing? How do you guard the morgue!?

Zhang Yi didn't do this. He just stared at Lao sun's head and didn't move like a sculpture.

"Comrade Zhang Yi, Lao sun's post in the hospital is to guard the morgue."

Under the influence of President Zheng, when Dr. Wang spoke to Zhang Yi again, he became very official.

"Comrade Zhang Yi, would you please go to the scene with us?"

Seeing that Zhang Yi still didn't move, President Zheng knew that she was stunned by the news. He was worried that she would make a big noise here after waking up, which would have a bad impact, so he proposed to go to the back morgue.

When I went to the morgue, I wouldn't disturb too many people if Zhang Yi made a big noise.

Zhang Yi blinked hard and breathed heavily.

No, should she shout next?

When President Zheng was deeply in the heart of the people, he saw Zhang Yi nodding calmly: "OK."

This woman's calmness is really amazing. It seems that she is not ordinary.

After praising one in his heart, President Zheng quickly raised his hand and said, "please."

The work of guarding the morgue in the hospital is definitely the easiest job except for several presidents. Every day is cleaning, and you can read the newspaper with a teacup.

However, it seems that few people are willing to do this job. After all, not everyone is brave, full of eight characters and does not believe in evil. They can get up and pee in the middle of the night in front of a house full of dead people.

Generally speaking, the people who do this work are old sun tou, who comes from the countryside and doesn't have much family concern (people with a bachelor history of more than 50 years are the best).

After doing this work for a long time, when you look at the dead, you can regard them as a kind of goods and the morgue as a warehouse. You are the warehouse keeper.