Chapter 1210

Old sun tou, who has seen through life and death, woke up at 5:30 this morning, humming a popular tune as usual, walked into the morgue with a mop and was ready to start cleaning.

He knew that when a new "resident" moved into the morgue in the early morning, his family would definitely pick up the dead early in the morning and be accompanied by relevant hospital personnel. Of course, he had to clean up to prove that he didn't just drink tea and sleep and read the newspaper.

The scale of the mortuary of Anyang Central Hospital, the brand of the freezer, and how to start the generator after a sudden power failure are not introduced in detail here.

Just saying that old sun tou hummed a minor tune and took a mop to clean backward from the southeast corner of the house. He retreated to the front and back of a "drawer". From the corner of his eye, he inadvertently saw that the drawer seemed to come out, and the cold air was coming out.

At present, it is the midsummer season, and the mortuary is airtight. If there is no refrigeration system, the smelly skin bag called by the eminent monk will deteriorate and give off peculiar smell.

This is the most basic knowledge. Old sun tou, who has worked here for seven or eight years, has no reason not to understand. Therefore, whenever a new smelly leather bag is put in, he will specially check it before going to bed to avoid the bad events that the drawer is not closed, resulting in the weakening of the refrigeration system and the deterioration of the smelly leather bag.

So old sun tou remembered very clearly that last night, after the smelly skin bag (Sun Gang) was sent and put in drawer 33, he specially checked it again before going to bed. He was sure to close the door before going back to dream.

What's the matter? When I got up this morning, the drawer opened a seam?

Is it that the latch that closes the drawer doesn't work?

After Lao sun was stunned, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to grasp the handle and pulled it out slightly -- his mouth suddenly opened wide: the body inside was gone.

Lao sun could swear to the gods and Buddhas from heaven to earth: when he was on the night shift last night, he really didn't hear anything. He saw anyone come to the morgue and pull away the smelly skin bag.

So, how did the body in drawer 33 disappear?

Smelly skin bag is not dead?

After being frozen for a period of time, he felt very uncomfortable and woke up. Then he climbed out and walked quietly. He waved his sleeve without taking away a cloud, just like he came gently

No longer bothering to clean up, old sun tou threw down his mop, turned around and ran away. He ran back to the duty room at the speed of 100 meters, grabbed the "cargo entry and exit record sheet" and began to search for the records of resident No. 33.

Sun Gang, on the 33rd, delivered the goods at 1:30 a.m. so far, there is no signature of any family members and hospital leaders who must be present when shipping.

The body of number 33 is missing!

Old sun tou once heard a ghost story: when the janitor of a hospital mortuary was sleepy one night, he saw a beautiful woman in a white nightgown and suddenly climbed onto his bed. Without saying a word, the two began to have sex. They were like glue and life and death. Until dawn, the beautiful woman reluctantly left.

The doorman didn't know where the beauty came from or where she went. He only knew that he enjoyed the feeling and looked forward to the dark and the beauty could appear again.

Sure enough, at that time last night, the beauty came as promised and they had sex again.

In this way, the two kept for a full eight months. The doorman didn't know where the beauty came from. When he asked her, she smiled and didn't say anything. Otherwise, as far as he was concerned, he said it was their fate.

Until one day, the local police led a group of outsiders to the morgue to look for the body of their daughter who had disappeared eight months ago. In fact, they were abducted to the local place to torture and store it here after killing.

According to the instructions of the police, after opening a long frozen drawer, the doorman suddenly found that the daughter of the family who had been dead for more than eight months was the beauty who had sex with her every night.

Moreover, the belly of a beautiful woman has been raised high

How mentally handicapped a person must be to make up such a ghost story?

Old sun tou doesn't believe it, but he really hopes that this can happen in reality and happen to him. Even if he will eventually be like the hero in the ghost story, he will be scared to death after recognizing the beautiful woman's body, which is much better than being doomed to no meat taste in this life and being alone all his life.

But Lao sun wants a beautiful woman, not a handsome man No. 33.

what the fuck!

Old sun was so surprised that he called the leader in a panic.

Listening to Lao sun's head behind his back, he swore to President Zheng in a low voice that he really didn't sleep last night. He did stare all night and stick to his post like the door god, just as the rules and regulations said.

Zhang Yi looked at the empty drawer of No. 33 and began to play her best sculpture Kung Fu again.

Why did Sun Gang's body disappear?

Who stole it?

Why again!

Zhang Yicai didn't believe that Sun Gang, who was already dead, could turn into an electric light and go into space with a low chant of "I am light, I am electricity, I am the only myth, ow, ow, ow".

Someone must have cheated old sun and stole his body.

Sun Gang is not a big deal. He has no brothers and sisters. His parents died many years ago. After losing his male skills, he has no friends except a bastard surnamed Miao. So who stole his body?

Do you want to use his body against me?

When Zhang Yi pretended to be a wooden chicken, his mind turned. At the speed of 8000 revolutions per second, he didn't think of anyone who would steal Sun Gang's body and use him to deal with her.

"Cough."

A dry cough sounded from President Zheng behind Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi didn't speak, but slowly looked back at President Zheng.

"Comrade Zhang Yi, I'm sorry."

President Zheng's face was full of deep pain: "on behalf of the 838 employees of Anyang Central Hospital, I sincerely say sorry to you. It is our failure to do a good job that has caused great harm to your spirit. "

Zhang Yi still didn't speak.

I just look at you quietly.

I don't know why, President Zheng finally saw from Zhang Yi's composure that she was not an ordinary woman. She subconsciously lowered her chin, which everyone held high.

It is a joke that the president of a hospital with more than 800 employees dare to put on airs in a city with a population of one million.

"Comrade Zhang, Comrade Zhang Yi, I don't know what you mean?"

Unconsciously, when President Zheng spoke to Zhang Yi again, he already used honorifics.

Now, I can no longer hide my identity, alas.

Zhang Yi sighed in his heart, took out his work clothes from his bag, handed them over, and said faintly, "President Zheng, this is my work permit. Please have a look."

President Zheng hesitated, took the work permit, opened it -- his hand trembled, almost threw the work permit on the ground, his waist bent subconsciously, and said hello: "Mayor Zhang, Hello!"

Mayor Zhang?

Is she the mayor?

Dr. Wang, old sun tou, standing behind President Zheng, was immediately startled: good boy!

President Zheng, the deputy department level, is more or less suspected of being a big hat. Only after he can become the leader of the Department in charge of the health system in Anyang can he enrich the level, but he is still a long way from the real power number two in a city.

What's more, he's on the wrong side now: he lost Mayor Zhang's husband's body. How can I say this? If people make a fuss, it's a major political event. He won't want to sit in this seat again!

"Dr. Wang, Lao sun, can you two go out first?"

Zhang Yi ignored president Zheng's greetings and said to Dr. Wang in a very calm tone: "however, I don't want this matter to be spread. You should understand."

"Know, know, we know!"

It was so gloomy in the morgue that sweat beads appeared on Dr. Wang's forehead. He quickly raised his hand and wiped it with his sleeve. The chick nodded like pecking rice. After making a promise, he pulled old sun, who was already in a completely ignorant state, and hurried out.

Anyang is still a long way from the king of the Tang Dynasty. Besides, President Zheng's job is doomed that he will not care about the trouble in the officialdom of other cities. Of course, he doesn't know that Zhang Yi will be pushed to the end at any time, and may even go to jail.

He only knew that this matter was big, but he wondered: according to Zhang Yi's identity, why did she stay here alone after her husband was killed in the street?

While President Zheng was thinking, Zhang Yi said, "President Zheng, I have a request."

"You, you say, you say!"

President Zheng became a chicken pecking rice again, nodding again and again, and was ready to be slaughtered: no matter what kind of request she put forward, I will promise as much as possible!

"Take it easy. My request is not too difficult for you."

Zhang Yi was silent for a moment and told her request again with a slightly hoarse but nice bass.

After listening to her, President Zheng half opened his mouth and was a little confused.

He never thought that Zhang Yi said so much, only one key point: this matter should be handled in a low-key way.

How to deal with it in a low-key way?

It's very simple: the hospital must not publicize that her husband's body ran away on colorful auspicious clouds. With her consent, after a car accident and the failure of Anyang hospital's full rescue, the body was sent to the crematorium early this morning on the grounds that the damage was too serious. Sun Gang's smelly skin bag was sent to the immortal class.

Zhang Yi did this because what her husband had done before his death had had a very bad impact -- although he inadvertently "hunted" a fugitive wanted by the police before his death, it was far from making up for his serious violation of traffic rules before his death.

In other words, drunk driving accidents will be punished.

The husband of the second in command of the Tang Wang area, who died in such a cowardly way, was indeed a disgrace to Zhang Yi, so she decided not to hold a memorial service and so on, so she sent him quietly on the road.

"Dean Zheng, do you have any different opinions on my request?"

Zhang Yi said and waited for a moment. After seeing that President Zheng was still confused and motionless, Xiumei frowned slightly and asked in an unhappy tone.

"Ah. Yes, yes! "

President Zheng just woke up from a dream, and his heart fell down: it's a request. It's completely to solve my problems. It's worthy of being such a young and light senior official. This consideration is comprehensive.

"Well, let's go through the formalities."

Zhang Yi turned back and looked at the empty drawer 33. Then he raised his feet and walked to the door: Sun Gang, I hope you won't appear in front of me again, whether dead or alive.