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Zhang Yu nodded, this is indeed "yes."

"Do you know that director Wang jumped from the eighth floor and committed suicide at ten o'clock last night?"

Zhang Yu nodded again and said, "I know."

Liu Yun was a little surprised, but did not show "are you sure you know?"

And a man next to him looked up in disbelief.

"Well, I heard that when I came to the hospital this morning."

"Who did you listen to?"

Zhang Yu said without thinking, "it's the nurse in the ward, Wang Ke and Li Yan."

"Do you know why Dr. Wang committed suicide by jumping off a building?"

Zhang Yu shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Did you find anything unusual about Dr. Wang?"

"Abnormal?"

"Yes, abnormal."

Zhang Yu asked, "for example?"

"For example, what are your hobbies?"

Zhang Yu shook his head again and said, "I don't know. My relationship with him is not so good that I can share all my hobbies with him."

Liu Yunmeng took a puff, spit out a ring of smoke and asked again, "when did you leave the hospital yesterday?"

"Ten o'clock."

"Is there a witness?"

Zhang Yu frowned. Liu Yun got up with a smile, patted him on the shoulder and said, "no other meaning. I mean, has anyone seen it?"

"Chen Xinyi left with me yesterday."

"OK, I see."

Walking out of the gate of the police hospital, Zhang Yu's face was gloomy and he refused Liu Yun's good intention to send someone to send him back.

With a long sigh, Liu Yun is not a bad friend.

Behind him, Liu Yun in the interrogation room was silent and thoughtful. The person who was recording just now asked, "team Liu, you don't suspect that he killed director Wang, do you?"

Liu Yun shook his head.

"What do you mean by the traps you just set?"

"It's just occupational disease. As you know, I came down from the serious crime team. This is occupational disease."

The man didn't answer and was lost in thought.

Random Liu Yun said, "I just think this person is a little too...".

"too?"

"It's too steady. It doesn't look like a homicide at all."

Zhang Yu, who was waiting for the bus on one side, was a little silent and didn't look good.

He is not ready to go back to the hospital, now the internship assessment has passed, there is no need to go back, the right way is to stay away from the center of the vortex.

Medical University, the most famous medical university in H City, is one of the best in China.

Standing at the gate of the Medical University, he felt much better. It seemed that he was back to the days when he was buried in reading all day. He held his fist and roared, "I, Zhang Yu, have come back!"

People who came and went to see him once again lost interest. Zhang Yu looks like an ordinary person who can't be ordinary any more. He doesn't have fashionable clothes, luxury watches, and even shoes are old sports shoes that have been worn for a long time.

As soon as he opened the door of the dormitory, Zhang Yu saw a man lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone. The man also looked at him. The man laughed and gave Zhang Yu a big hug.

"Zhang Yu."

"Lele."

Lele is one of Zhang Yu's few best friends. His full name is Zhang Le. Now he is in the dormitory of the school, and his internship examination seems to have passed.

"Lele, have you passed your internship?"

Sure enough, he didn't know where to take out a piece of paper with a few words on it. He passed the internship examination!

Zhang Yu put up his thumb and said, "great."

"What's the matter? I spent a lot of money on it."

Zhang Yu hit a ha ha, Zhang Yu just want to do lie down, heard Zhang Le yell "go, go to class."

Why is this guy so active? Didn't you always take the attitude of not listening to the class before? What's the matter now?

The guy said with a smile, "the school flower of Medical University also participated in this real practice class."

Come on, Zhang Le pulls Zhang Yu out of the door. Zhang Yu doesn't know the situation. He says, "wait a minute, real person practice class?"

Zhang Le stopped and said, "yes, what's the matter." He then said, "it's not important. What's important is that there's a school flower, Tian Su Su, on the spot!"

Zhang Yu gave him a white eye "neuropathy."

The two of them still went, but Zhang Yu didn't do it for Tian Su Su, but for the real person practice class. When he was in the hospital, he was annoyed by director Wang all the time. He didn't care to study. This time, he was very different in school.

This practice class is on the second floor of the experimental building. They quickly walk into the classroom.

Fortunately, the experiment has not started yet.

The class has been filled with people one after another, most of them are seniors who are going to graduate, and some of them are in lower grades.Two people casually found a seat to sit down, Zhang Yu carefully looked at the person lying in front of the operating table.

The man's face is a little sallow, and his lips are bloodless. People who have studied medicine can see at a glance that he has a bad stomach.

In front of the platform, a man in a white coat clapped his hands. "Dear students, today should be the last practice class." He was wearing a pair of gold glasses. Zhang Yu knew him. He was a male professor in the college. He was about fifty years old. His health was excellent. Years did not leave too many traces on his face.

"Today is a special day, so I'd like to invite you to make a diagnosis in person. Now, please come on stage to examine the patient in person."

Dozens of people left their seats and surrounded the patients, which made the small table crowded.

Zhang Yu had no choice but to stand behind and look at other people, you say a word, I say a word.

"Excuse me, this patient. What's wrong with you?" Even if people already have the answer, the most basic question is still to ask.

The patient lay on it and was surrounded as a mouse, but he didn't resist, because at this time, not only can he get free treatment afterwards, but also he can get a lot of money.

And looking at the patients dressed up, like a very site effort of the "Luxi", commonly known as brick workers.

"I have a stomachache."

People understand that this is a bad stomach.

One of them asked, "but don't eat much at dinner? Do you have some pain after dinner

Zhang Leyi stood in front of him. As soon as he spoke, his eyes were shining with gold. He looked at the speaker. Zhang Yu looked at him. No wonder Zhang Le had some ideas about him.

This person is small and exquisite, but his face and facial features are charming, but his posture does not seem casual at all, which can give a man a reverie and a sense of security. This person is exactly what Zhang Le called Tian Su Su.

Before waiting for the patient to say more, the man opened the patient's clothes and touched his skin with his hand.

It's his stomach where the touch is.

"Ouch ~"

"what's the matter?" Tian Su Su finished this sentence and pressed it again.

The man said, "it hurts."