Chapter 402

The prince counted and nodded. Housekeeper Ren neatly went to the car, opened the door, put his hand on the roof, and protected Prince Qing. They sat in the car.

After all this, housekeeper Ren gently closed the door.

He stood in the light and raised his head slightly. In the slightly dazzling sunshine, his smiling expression on his face was diluted a lot.

There was only a cruel sight, and the sharp blade generally shot at the ward window on the second floor.

Qiao Ansheng sat in the ward and heard the sound of the car engine starting in the yard. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, although she told Wang Ziqing everything.

But all this is based on her derivation and speculation, without any textual evidence.

Qiao Ansheng couldn't sit down for a moment. He put on a dress and walked towards the hospital archives.

She has been hospitalized for a few days, and the people in the hospital know her identity.

Therefore, when Qiao Ansheng asked to check the hospitalization records, the administrator did not question and refuse too much, but was slightly embarrassed.

"Hospitalization records more than 20 years ago? This... Yes, but what day do you want it? "

The administrator is an old man, wearing the Archivist's hat. Although he is old, he is hale and hearty.

He glanced at the file shelf full of data behind him, touched the brim of his hat and said, "however, in the early years, many procedures in the hospital were not very standardized. Although these hospitalization records were required to be stored for at least 20 years, they were all paper files before. Like now, they are all electronic files, and few paper things can be stored for so long."

The administrator gave Qiao Ansheng a preventive injection in advance.

"So, don't hope too much. You may not be able to find it..."

Qiao Ansheng stood at the door and was blown by the wind at the air outlet. She coughed and her voice was a little hoarse: "well, I know, but I still want to ask you to help me find it. Do you remember when the debris flow happened? I want the hospitalization record of the nearby date... "

The administrator was stunned: "ah, you mean that huge natural disaster. We have this!"

He turned and walked towards the shelves, talking as he walked.

"Because there were too many people hospitalized at that time, I specially made a space a few days ago to store the records of that year."

Qiao Ansheng was so happy that he hurried in, helped the old man move the ladder, and looked around with him.

The archives are full of archives, some of which have been kept for nine decades, so there is a smell of moldy paper floating in the air.

Many files are not checked all year round and are full of dust.

The administrator pointed to the serial numbers on the shelves and scanned them one by one. He babbled about the numbers, suddenly pointed and raised his voice.

"Ah! eureka! Here it is! These are... "

He held the ladder in one hand and pulled out the layers of files with the other hand. The files were pulled out and threw dust on people's faces first. Qiao Ansheng stood below and was covered by the dust.

Choking her, a piece of dust rushed into her throat and coughed violently.

The administrator dusted off the dust on the file, slowly came down from the shelf and handed the file to Qiao Ansheng: "here, look, is there any record you're looking for?"

Qiao Ansheng thanked, took it gratefully, and quickly began to look for it.

The date of the debris flow in that year was similar to the current date. It was also in late summer. The file began to be recorded in mid July.

Qiao Ansheng looked at each name one by one, and even the notes in the corners were not missed, but he saw the notebook in his hand getting thinner and thinner.

I never saw the familiar name.

The joy in Qiao Ansheng's heart is also decreasing with the decrease of the thickness of the notebook.

When he turned to the last page, he didn't find Lin Qing's name. Qiao Ansheng was a little lost. He looked up and asked the administrator who was drinking water over there: "uncle, is there anything else? Not in this book. "

The administrator put down the white enamel cup in his hand and said, "no, let me see..."

He took the file book in Qiao Ansheng's hand, looked at the time, and wondered, "are these the hospitalization records of that year? Why not? "

He turned a few pages, looked at the time in the notebook, stamped his foot suddenly, gave a long alas, patted his thigh, and looked regretful.

Qiao Ansheng didn't know why, but seeing his annoyed look, he couldn't help getting nervous. In a hurry, he asked, "what's the matter, uncle?"

The administrator shook his head and looked at Qiao Ansheng again. He was very sorry.

"Sorry, little girl, I'm old and forgot to tell you that the hospital cleaned up a batch of hospitalization records a few days ago. If the records you want to check were before..."

He raised the file in his hand: "it's the hospital where he lived before the date above. Most of them can't be found..."

Qiao Ansheng's joy turned into loss in an instant. It enveloped her emptily, and the bottom of her heart was filled with a cold feeling.

"Why clean it up?"

The administrator stroked the folds on the record book, but his face was helpless.

"It's expired. It's been more than 20 years. The hospital is also to make room. After all, no one has come to find it for more than 20 years, so it's all cleaned up."

Qiao Ansheng was immediately split there, and his limbs were a little stiff.

If she can't even find the hospitalization record, what should she check? In other words, ask the medical staff of the hospital one by one to see if they have any impression of what happened that year.

However, so many people in the hospital asked one by one. No doubt they were looking for a needle in the sea, and how many personnel had been transferred in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital.

Where should she start.

Qiao Ansheng just felt like he was in a maze. He had just found the exit and rushed down in one breath, only to find that it was a dead end.

She was somewhat disheartened, and her eyes were covered with heavy disappointment.

It may be that Qiao Ansheng's face was too lost, and the administrator couldn't help but open his mouth to persuade the beautiful little girl in front of him.

"What's the matter, little girl? Don't be sad. First, tell me what you want to do for such a long time. If you say it, I can help you find a way."

Qiao Ansheng reluctantly smiled at the kind old man.

"I, I want to find the hospitalization record of one of my relatives. She was also injured in the debris flow and lived in the hospital. Now everyone doesn't believe that she saved people. I want to find the hospitalization record to prove her..."