My Inseparable House Guests

The affiliated hospital of Haiping Medical University is one of the best hospitals in Haiping. Many graduates of Fang Ze and his school will choose to work in this hospital after graduation, so the doctors in this hospital are either Fang Ze’s senior Sister, either Fang Ze’s teacher.

Fang Ze called Zhang Zhiyu, the former president of the e-sports club, and then briefly talked to Conan about what he had just encountered.

Although Conan has a high IQ, he can't analyze it with such a little clue. He has the same idea as Fang Ze. Now check the case file of Teacher Qingya to see if Teacher Qingya has a case of myocardial infarction.

Fang Ze led Conan into the hospital, and ran into his former teacher of planing, and now the hospital's director of surgery, Duan Yijian.

"Why, the relative's child is sick?" Duan Yijian glanced at Conan while holding the medical record folder. "This child is very cute."

"Yeah, this kid said his stomach was a little uncomfortable, so he brought it over to see." In order to save the trouble of explaining, Fang Ze could only follow Duan Yijian's words.

"Remember to register, don't be like other people, the first time you come here is to ask seniors and sisters for free help, disturb the order of the hospital."

"En, Teacher Duan, I know." Fang Ze nodded quickly.

"Yeah." Duan Yijian was about to go upstairs, when he saw Zhang Zhiyu, who had also been his own student, ran towards Fang Ze, frowned, but didn't say anything, just glared at Fang Ze and went up. Upstairs.

That's it, this time I was misunderstood as going through the back door.

Fang Ze was too late to explain to teacher Duan Yijian, and greeted Zhao Zhiyu first.

"President." Fang Ze said hello.

"Don’t be short, the current e-sports club president is not you." Zhao Zhiyu patted Xia Ze’s shoulder and asked, "What’s the matter, let me help you? How many of these days The attending doctors are all busy, and it is more reliable for you to find a ticket vendor than for me to get an expert number."

"It's not about this." Fang Ze looked around and no one noticed, then he posted to Zhao Zhiyu's side and whispered, "I want to check the case of a patient. You can help me."

"Come here." Zhao Zhiyu led Fang Ze and Conan as they walked into the hospital and asked, "Your kid will be free for these months. I will graduate and come to the hospital for an internship to help me. I am now I have run out of time to pick up girls. I am the only man in the entire department. Now I have become a professional coolie."

"Don't, I still miss a Ph.D. If you don't graduate with a Ph.D., how can there be a hospital?

"Come on, if it hadn't been for Fan Xuemei to cover you, you would have been expelled for skipping class and still studying for Ph.D. The dean would have eaten you raw."

Zhao Zhiyu took Fang Ze into a filing room. In front of the computer in the filing room was a female doctor in her forties who was drinking tea.

"Sister Li, my junior, I want to come over today to check the patient's case."

Sister Li looked up at Fang Ze, and said while turning on the computer, "Why, I took a private job outside?"

"No." Fang Ze used to follow Zhao Zhiyu's call to Sister Li, and then said, "It was a teacher from our school whose name was Wei Qingya."

"Qingya." Sister Li said, "I have the impression that this little girl helped me a lot when she came to the internship. Didn't she pass away with myocardial infarction last week? How to check her case."

While Sister Li was talking, she retrieved Wei Qingya's case file on the computer. Fang Ze didn't have time to explain, so she leaned over to look at it. Conan, too small, squeezed to the other side and stared at the computer.

There was indeed a record of treatment with a bad heart. Fang Ze looked at the case file and found that there was nothing wrong with the file.

But at this time, Conan reminded in a low voice, "Wei Qingya first went to the doctor for a heart problem four years ago."

Conan's words immediately awakened Fang Ze.

Four years ago, it was really not long after Teacher Qingya got married.

Heart problems are either congenital or acquired, but they usually show up in childhood.

But the first time Qingya went to the doctor for angina was four years ago, when Qingya was already twenty-five years old!

something wrong.

"Sister Li, you are helping me check if Teacher Qingya has a family history of heart disease."

"No." Sister Li said after checking the files.

Four years ago, four years ago.

Teacher Qingya just got married!

Fang Ze and Conan looked at each other, then thanked Sister Li.

"Speaking of Fangzi, what are you going to do?" Zhao Zhiyu asked Fang Ze while looking at him.

"I'll tell you when I'm done, I have to go right now if I have something to do." Fang Ze patted Zhang Zhiyu on the shoulder, and then quickly walked out.

As Fang Ze and Conan walked, Conan inferred, "If Wei Qingya's myocardial infarction was caused by chronic poisoning, then her husband is the only possible suspect."

"Let’s go to Teacher Qingya’s mother’s house and ask.” Fang Ze said as he walked, “If it’s really chronic poison, then Teacher Qingya and his husband must have had problems with their marriage since they started four years ago. That's why her husband would poison her. As long as it can be confirmed that Teacher Qingya's marriage is unhappy, then we can report the crime."

“As long as the police can find out Wei Qingya’s husband’s drug purchase records, they can locate the murderer. The chronic poison in the heart is not available to ordinary people, and the price is relatively high. Since Wei Qingya’s husband is also a doctor, use it Anti-arrhythmic drugs are more likely."

Conan's medical knowledge is also very rich, and the two of them just took a taxi while discussing, and headed to the home of Wei Qingya's parents.

Fortunately, Fang Ze went to Teacher Qingya’s parents’ home as one of the student representatives last week, otherwise he would have to find someone to ask.

Fang Ze and Conan arrived at Teacher Qingya’s parents’ home, and knocked on the door.

After a while, an amiable grandmother walked out.

"Young man, are you here again?" Qingya's mother looked at Fang Ze, let Fang Ze come in, and muttered, "I've been a doctor for a lifetime, so I'm not that fragile, so I don't need to come and see me too much.

As soon as Fang Ze entered the door, he realized that he was now empty-handed, a bit embarrassed, and then quickly led Conan into the living room.

Qingya's mother brought a pot of fruit over and looked at Conan and said, "What a lovely child, come and eat pears." Qingya's mother handed Conan a pear and looked at Conan, and asked amiably, "The kid is this year. How old are you, what grade are you in?"

"I'm six years old, in the first grade, thank you Auntie for the pear." Conan replied.

After listening to Conan's answer, Fang Ze actually complained silently in his heart. Conan has been serializing for twenty-seven years now. You and him are still six years old, and they are still in the first grade.

After thanking Qingya's mother for the hospitality, Fang Ze quickly explained the reason for coming and raised his own question.

Qingya's mother suddenly frowned upon hearing Fang Ze's words.