Doctor of Healing

Chapter 747
"Isn't it? Teacher." Ji Xiang asked.

"Of course not." The system NPC said, "I have only encountered a few cases of people who hanged themselves in similar incidents, and most of them are due to the cooperation of the police."

"Among them, when one of the deceased died, his legs were stretched out, and his buttocks were less than 10cm from the ground."

Ji Xiang froze for a moment, this was completely different from the hanging he had imagined.

In film and television dramas, a small bench is prepared before hanging, and the rope is tied to a branch or beam, and the stool is kicked off after the head is drilled in.

But the system npc actually said that the death of the famous deceased was that his legs were on the ground.

"Teacher, if this is the case, how can you die if you can stand up anytime and anywhere?" Ji Xiang asked suspiciously.

The system npc smiled slightly.

Ji Xiang froze for a moment, then shook his head without hesitation.

He didn't want to empathize with a death by hanging.

Not this time, not next time, and not in the future.

It's so interesting to live, I haven't lived enough yet.

"Doctor Ji Xiang, you are overthinking." The system npc said, "Do you have a good impression of Shen Lang?"

"Uh……"

Ji Xiang was taken aback.

Brother Lang, of course the impression is very good!

But this has something to do with hanging!

Although the system is simulated, I absolutely don't want to taste the feeling of slow suffocation and death. Ji Xiang feels that if that happens, it will leave him with irreparable trauma.

"Congwen and Shen Lang met a patient who hanged himself, and the ending was a bit strange. Do you want to go and see it?"

"From a doctor's point of view?"

"Hmm." The system npc nodded.

Only then did Ji Xiang feel relieved, he didn't even notice that he was smiling.

Follow the system npc to the next surgery room, the light and shadow flicker, and the next second a familiar voice comes from Jixiang's ear.

"Ji Xiang, hurry up! What are you doing!"

"Brother Lang!" Ji Xiang burst into tears.

Opening his eyes, Ji Xiang saw that Shen Lang's ears had been erected like antennae.

"Brother Lang is not Brother Lang, Cong Wen went to the home of the deceased who was just sent to see the situation, let's go and have a look!"

"What's the matter?" Ji Xiang asked knowingly.

"Haunted."

"..."

again!

After the incident of the old Wangtou who attracted Yangshou last time, Ji Xiang already had a preliminary understanding of Shen Lang.

This guy is always willing to scare people when he talks to others, but his heart is like a mirror.

Including the last time Old Wangtou was hidden in the corpse freezer, his grandson pushed him out for a walk, and he believed that Old Wangtou would absorb Yangshou, but Shen Lang didn't know it.

He didn't agree with what he said, he might be talking about someone like Shen Lang.

"Brother Lang, don't worry, let's go later." Ji Xiang pulled Shen Lang and persuaded, "Think about it, if you go at the beginning, we will not be able to get in if you pull the cordon. Later, there will be people watching , They are almost done collecting evidence, let's take a look from a distance."

"Otherwise, what if the director scolds us?"

"Harmful." Shen Lang patted Ji Xiang's head with one hand, "If you don't dare to go, you won't go, say so much. I told you, the patient's family did not call the police, and the director went to the patient's family to check on the situation.

By the way, you are really boring, don't you want to know what happened? Talk while walking, don't make excuses. "

Tsk tsk, brother Shen Langlang really looks rough, but in fact he is as delicate as a hair.

The two got into the car, Shen Lang was holding a cigarette in one hand, and holding the steering wheel with the other.

"The deceased was a white-collar worker of the company, and seemed to be a sales manager." Shen Lang explained the incident to Ji Xiang.

"A few days ago, she rejected the pursuit of a dog lick, but because the dog was too clingy, she said something too much."

"Clingy? That's really troublesome. Brother Lang, let me tell you, I was also a dog licker once. I didn't think so at the time, I just wanted to give my heart to the other party. But now that I think about it, I can't wait to find a crack in the ground and get in." . " Ji Xiang chimed in.

Chatting with Shen Lang is very comfortable, and Ji Xiang especially likes this comfortable atmosphere.And Shen Lang has a clear mind, although he has no clue, Ji Xiang doesn't care.

"What do you mean by licking the dog and licking the dog until nothing is left?" Shen Lang shook his head.

"Brother Lang, do you have a girlfriend?"

"No, why are you looking for a girlfriend? Do you want to be a licking dog like you?" Shen Lang asked back.

"Uh……"

"We in the Northeast are fine, we almost don't need bride price, but the nature of our job...women need to spend time with us, we are not suitable."

Although Ji Xiang didn't think so, he didn't refute it.

"And you, Xiaoji."

"I didn't look for it either. When I was in school, my dad registered a QQ account and chatted with me. That's when I was a licking dog for more than a year."

"I'll go! How could your father be so careless!" Shen Lang understood immediately, and exclaimed, "Someday I have time to take me to meet your old man. I need to talk to such a careless old man."

"..."

Ji Xiang was very helpless.

"Damn, I was interrupted by you, and I forgot to talk about something." Shen Lang is not like Zhao Zhe, who forgot what he just said while talking, and he immediately changed the topic back, "At that time, the deceased and the suitor said, Absolutely impossible in this lifetime."

"Oh, it's pretty good, at least it's not hanging on to others." Ji Xiang said.

"Yes, but guess what that man said."

"How to say? People say that it is absolutely impossible in this life." Ji Xiang was puzzled.

"He said, if I die, can I be fine in my next life?"

"Fuck!" Ji Xiang was shocked.

"I heard from Wen that the man seemed to have committed suicide by hanging himself." Shen Lang said mysteriously.

"!!!"

"After death, girls can always see the dead man these two days."

"See? Brother Lang, this is a bit of nonsense." Ji Xiang remembered the matter of the old Wangtou, and he immediately said, "It's impossible."

"Look at what I said." Shen Lang said, "Your imagination is really poor."

Ji Xiang was silent.

"The girl's mother said that she called yesterday to say that her daughter had encountered a ghost."

Next, Shen Lang briefly explained the whole story.

Rejecting the man's pursuit, the girl spoke very hard, but soon after returning home, she received a video request from the man.

Girls of course click to reject.

But the man sent a message saying he was dying, requesting one last video.

The girl panicked and wanted to persuade him not to commit suicide.Click through and see the man prepared the rope at home to commit suicide.

At that time, girls were a bit annoying. There is a kind of people in this world who are more annoying—whether male or female.

They use self-mutilation to express the love they pursue, and they use the kindness in the other party's heart.

The girl wanted to hang up the video, but the man didn't hesitate at all, and hanged himself immediately after speaking.

Witnessing the man's suicide, the girl's emotions collapsed.

The point is, she doesn't even know where the man is, and it's too late to call 120 for emergency services.

Coupled with panic, fear and other emotions, a girlfriend called at that time, and she told her girlfriend about it.

The best friend came to the house to accompany her.

Then, weird things happened one after another.

What exactly happened, the mother of the deceased did not explain clearly. It is said that all kinds of weird events caused the girl to collapse emotionally, and finally chose to hang herself.

"The way of death is the same as that of a man! I'll ask you if you're afraid!!" Shen Lang asked.

"Uh~ There seems to be something wrong, Brother Lang."

"Xiaoji, do you want to ask where the man died?"

Ji Xiang smiled slightly, Shen Lang was really clear in his heart.

"I don't know yet."

"Brother Lang, do you really believe it's haunted? That man hanged himself, and then the girl also hanged herself like a demon? Why does it feel like a horror movie? Usually it's not true."

"Of course I believe it." Shen Lang said to himself.

Ji Xiang curled his lips and believed you, you bad old man.

Shen Lang deceived himself a lot last time about the old Wangtou, and this time he will do it again!
Shen Lang said, "The patient's family did not call the police. Cong Wen felt that something was wrong, so he found someone he knew to contact the patient's family and went to the house to have a look."

"A doctor is only a doctor, and only a doctor."

Ji Xiang condensed what the system npc, Meng Qingfei, and Director Bai told him.

"Oh?" Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, "Xiaoji, the way you speak is really similar to the big boss!"

"right."

"But Congwen felt that the girl's death was a bit strange. She hanged herself in her closet."

"Wardrobe?"

"Ah."

Ji Xiang's expression was dignified, and it seemed that he did not need beams or branches.

"Brother Lang, if that's the case, wouldn't it be fine for her to stand up when she was dying." Shen Lang asked the same question.

"It's like this. At the beginning, people's desire to die is very strong. When the brain is deprived of oxygen, they fall into a semi-comatose state. Coupled with the weakness of hands and feet, some people really can't break free in similar situations."

"???" Ji Xiang asked with a question mark on his forehead.

"If you don't believe me, you can search the Internet, and there are videos on the website. You just watched the man commit suicide half-sitting on the ground, his buttocks were not high from the ground, but he just died like that.

Moreover, the tongue of the hanged person does not stick out, at least the mouth of the dead in those videos is closed. "

"!!!"

Jixiang heard something similar to seeing a doctor online again, this time it was even more strange, he actually hanged himself after watching online.

He took out his phone and started searching.

Usually he doesn't search for similar things, but after Shen Lang's reminder, Ji Xiang immediately started looking.

Sure enough, there was a related video, and it hadn't been blocked yet!
"see that."

"Brother Lang, do you usually like this? This taste is a bit heavy." Ji Xiang asked in a daze.

"Damn! What are you talking about, how could I like this kind of heavy taste." Shen Lang said, "Call me from Congwen, I immediately searched for relevant knowledge points."

Ji Xiang has nothing to say about Shen Lang calling these things knowledge points.

This is probably the case, and Jixiang probably has an idea.

Professor Zhou Congwen Zhou has too many things to deal with, which is completely different from the treatment of patients with trisomy 21.

Perhaps, this is the doctor's style?

Ordinarily, Professor Zhou Congwen Zhou had so many surgeries that he probably didn't have the time or energy to be curious.

And it's clearly not doing any good.

But he did.

eccentric.

Ji Xiang was dazed by the empathy twice before and after, and in the end he didn't think about it at all, and concentrated on chatting with Shen Lang.

Since meeting Shen Lang last time, Ji Xiang has never forgotten him.

Shen Lang is a very interesting person, he has learned all kinds of knowledge, and he can easily learn all kinds of strange things from all over the world.

Especially when it comes to things like strange powers and chaos, Shen Lang talks with great interest.

If he hadn't experienced the last time, Ji Xiang might have believed Shen Lang's nonsense.

The two rushed to the deceased's house, and Professor Zhou was checking the place where the deceased was hanged.

"Brother Lang, why didn't the family call the police?"

"There's no need to call the police. The last person to look at the girl was her mother. It is said that her mother went to buy her favorite food, and when she came back, she found that she was dead."

"The most important thing is that our rule is that if the people don't raise officials, they won't be investigated, and if the family doesn't call the police, no one will care."

"You are here." Professor Zhou beckoned, "Wear shoe covers."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang had already taken out the shoe cover, handed one to Ji Xiang, and put it on quickly.

"Congwen, how are you doing?"

"Nothing abnormal." Professor Zhou stared at the locker with his chin resting.

Ji Xiangjin pulled the shoe cover and walked over to take a look. The locker was very small, with a clothes rail on it, made of solid wood, and looked very strong.

Why did he suddenly become Detective Conan?Ji Xiang felt a little weird.

But it is rare to encounter suicide by hanging, and Ji Xiang has no more slander.

"Director, did you find anything?" Ji Xiang asked.

"No, the surveillance showed that the deceased was indeed at home alone, and no one came in." Professor Zhou said in a deep voice.

"It's really haunted!" Shen Lang exclaimed in a low voice.

"To shut up!"

"Congwen, it's true!" Shen Lang retorted, "I don't believe that a person can commit suicide in a good way, and he still commits suicide in such a weird way."

"Then what do you think?"

Shen Lang's lips moved, but he didn't speak.

Obviously, he also knew that Professor Zhou would be upset if he said something similar.

"I told the patient's family, don't tell others for the time being." Professor Zhou said.

"Shouldn't it be a secret? Is it useful?"

"Who knows, it's okay to hide it for a day or two." Professor Zhou frowned, still looking at the locker room with his chin resting.

Ji Xiang couldn't figure out what Professor Zhou was thinking about.

In the parlance of detective dramas, this is called murder in a secret room.

Now there are cameras everywhere in the country, and there are very few vicious incidents.

Moreover, the death line of the deceased is relatively clear, and it should be suicide. It seems that Professor Zhou has a big brain.

"Congwen, do you have any communication with the patient... the family of the deceased?" Shen Lang asked.

"It is said that the deceased's emotions are not right these days, and her best friend has been with her all the time."

"Then ask her best friend?"

Zhou Congwen glanced at Shen Lang with the eyes of an idiot.

"You just have persecution paranoia."

"The deceased told her parents that the man who committed suicide for love kept sending her videos after she witnessed the hanging."

"Ok?"

"That's why she's afraid." Professor Zhou briefly described, "And the family members don't want to call the police, they don't think it's necessary."

"Then what do you think?"

"People are dead, and they keep posting videos wherever they go." Professor Zhou said contemptuously, "You think everyone is like you, and you think everything is the same as you think."

"Congwen, I didn't offend you, why are you unhappy." Shen Lang frowned and retorted.

Ji Xiang looked at them with great interest.

Shen Lang didn't seem to have the slightest fear of Professor Zhou, the two of them talked very casually, as if they were old friends for many years.

"You guys go out first, I'll think about it later."

Shen Lang pulled Ji Xiang out.

"Brother Lang." Ji Xiang handed Shen Lang a cigarette, and then asked, "Our doctor is just a doctor and can only be a doctor. Isn't it a bit too much for the director to do this?"

"He has a psychological shadow."

"Oh?"

"When we were young doctors, a patient came to his class. Female, 17 years old, with cardiac tamponade." Shen Lang said, "According to the family, it was when brother-in-law and sister-in-law were cleaning up the fish. My sister-in-law asked for a knife, brother-in-law Throw the knife and stab it straight into the dead man's heart."

"!!!"

"We do chest surgery. There are ribs in front of the heart. The gap between the ribs is not narrow, but if you think about it, can you throw a knife in it? Let alone throw it when you are picking up the fish, and put the knife on the ground. It’s great to get stabbed in and not be blocked by ribs.”

"Yeah, what happened next?" Ji Xiang asked.

"People don't do justice, officials don't prosecute. The patient was rescued and came back, but because of too long brain hypoxia, he became a vegetative state. He lived in the department for half a month, and the ventilator assisted breathing. The family said he gave up."

"On the day of extubation, I saw that Congwen's expression was wrong, and his eyes were red. You said that a strange patient had a relationship with him! It's just a shitty sense of justice."

Shen Lang took a puff of his cigarette and muttered.

It turned out that this is the case, Professor Zhou still has this kind of experience, Ji Xiang suddenly realized.

No wonder the empathy was different this time than the last time.

This is the category of medical ethics and humanities, and generally speaking, few people care about it.

"Brother Lang, what do you think?"

"It must be ghosts!" Shen Lang said, "I won't ponder so much like Congwen."

"Hahaha." Ji Xiang laughed at Shen Lang in a low voice.

Shen Lang didn't care, he smoked silently, and suddenly said, "I think, whoever calls is a ghost."

"Oh?"

"Congwen asked the patient's family not to tell the news of the death. The person who first called the deceased must have ghosts."

This is a reasonable judgment.

"Brother Lang, didn't you say that if the people don't raise their officials, they won't be held accountable?"

"The hospital is qualified to sue, but it is a hospital after all, so the leaders thought there was no need. Back then we were all young doctors, and no one understood." Shen Lang explained while smoking, "In short, one thing more is worse than one thing less .”

"What the hell is going on with the video?"

"What explanation do you want to hear?" Shen Lang asked.

"Your explanation."

"If you want me to say, the deceased's mind is hard to calm down. After becoming a ghost, he finds the woman he loved in life, and then makes her commit suicide in a strange way. This is the most basic routine. It seems that some Hong Kong-style horror movies are often shot like this."

"Brother Lang, be serious, speak your mind, and don't lie to me all the time," Ji Xiang said.

"It's very serious, okay? Since you don't believe me, let me explain it to you."

Ji Xiang was taken aback.

Shen Lang was smoking a cigarette, and the expression on his face became serious.

"One day, I rejected a man who pursued me, he asked me how could we be together, I said next life.

As a result, I received his video invitation in the evening.I definitely wouldn't answer the video, but he immediately sent a message saying he was going to commit suicide.

I picked up the video in a panic, only to see a rope placed behind the man, ready to commit suicide.At this time, I was a little flustered. I have never seen a similar situation in my life, and it is normal to be a little flustered.

The man said a few words to me. He said that we can't be together in this life. He hoped that I would keep my promise and I would go to him immediately after he died.

But I never said that, and he twisted my words.

Just when I was about to explain, he hanged himself in front of my face.

At that time, I was terrified. I didn't even do anything with chickens since I was a child, let alone watched a person die alive in front of me.

Especially when I saw his face gradually turning purple, his tongue sticking out, looking like a hanged ghost, I was even more frightened.

Turning off the video in a panic, I curled up under the blanket.

But it's not safe in the quilt. I always feel the tongue of the hanged man behind me dangling. "

"..." Ji Xiang was taken aback by Shen Lang's long words.

Especially when Shen Lang told stories with a gloomy tone, Ji Xiang vaguely felt someone blowing air-conditioning behind him.

Even Jixiang felt that the hanged ghost was behind him, and his tongue drooped down, touching his neck from time to time.

"And that night, I received another message on my mobile phone, and the person who sent the video invitation turned out to be a dead man!

Of course I don't dare to pick it up, whoever dares to pick it up is the grandson!

He died right in front of me, and now it must be a ghost claiming his life!
I was very scared, so I called my mother in my hometown, but when I talked about the details, I felt very scared. I finished talking to my mother upside down and asked her to come and accompany me.

But I was still scared, just in time for a best friend to come looking for me, so I asked her if she could come and accompany me.

Luckily she came..."

When Shen Lang talked about this, he paused.

"That's all I know, Xiaoji, what's the problem?" Shen Lang asked.

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's all logical. If there is one, is it because the deceased didn't see clearly the picture of a man hanging himself?"

"I think it's either a supernatural phenomenon, but Cong Wenyang is very energetic, so he's not afraid of it; or, it's just a clumsy prank, or even an intentional homicide."

"Huh?" Ji Xiang calculated carefully, but he still couldn't figure out what the problem was.

The phone rang, and Professor Zhou's voice came.

"Hello, you are Jiaojiao's friend, she is sick and in the hospital."

"Oh, it's nothing. I'm Jiaojiao's cousin. I just arrived today."

"The doctor said it was insomnia and arrhythmia, and it will be cured soon with some medicine."

"That's fine, I'm hanging up."

Shen Lang suddenly stood up and walked in quickly.

"Congwen, who is calling?"

"It's the best friend of the deceased, the one who was with her all the time before she died."

"A ghost?"

"I can't say that for the time being." Professor Zhou held the dead man's mobile phone in his hand, and the mobile phone jumped between his fingers, and it turned out to be an elf.

Ji Xiang has seen Shen Lang playing with a lighter, but Professor Zhou is a bit big when playing with a mobile phone, and needs stronger control skills.

What a powerful performer, Ji Xiang sighed in his heart.

Professor Zhou seemed to be thinking about something, but then smiled, turned on the phone, and opened the social software.

"Congwen, that's privacy!"

"Oh, I know." Professor Zhou said lightly, "Here, come and see, the deceased chatted with her mother. Her mother never told us."

This time Shen Lang seemed to have forgotten about privacy and the like, and moved over.

(End of this chapter)