Chapter 226: Chapter 200 Subconsciously, she thought of Fu Yisi
Fu Yisi had a bit of a headache. Every ti Uncle Han personally ca looking for him, it definitely wasn’t for sothing simple.
The man raised his hand and pinched his forehead, then sat down.
“Why do you still co every ti I refuse? Uncle Han, there are other doctors in the hospital.”
Dean Han snorted.
“You still call Uncle Han, yet you have never truly agreed to my requests!”
Fu Yisi: ….
The man sighed helplessly, glanced at his watch, and asked with a compromise,
“So what is it this ti?”
Dean Han’s eyes lit up, and he coughed a few tis.
“I’ll try to explain it simply, it won’t take too much of your ti.”
However, the promised brief explanation turned out to be a long speech that lasted nearly ten minutes.
Fu Yisi’s delicate eyebrows furrowed, finally summarizing quickly when Dean Han paused to drink so water.
“So, you’re planning for , an amateur, to act as a forensic doctor and assist the police with their case?”
Dean Han’s eyes squinted into a smile.
“Don’t say that, how can you call yourself an amateur? I heard from your professor that you took courses in forensic science.”
Fu Yisi: …
He had only chosen a few courses in forensic dicine. Going to assist the police was a joke, wasn’t it?
“Every police station should have a forensic doctor.”
“Of course, I know that. Their forensic doctor was loaned out, and recently there have been several cases of attempted rape on won. I heard that a victim died a few days ago. The diagnosis the forensic needs to make is not difficult, you can totally handle it.”
“Then you can randomly assign any other doctor as well.”
Dean Han: …
“That won’t work, it was their chief who personally called for help. Moreover, no one else has the level of knowledge that you do, and you’re so smart, you are definitely the most suitable. Besides, you have a full schedule of surgeries coming up; consider it a vacation and a chance to relax.”
Fu Yisi laughed out loud.
“Uncle Han, a vacation does not work that way, plus, I have already submitted a vacation request.”
Dean Han: …..
“You rascal, just agree to it this ti for your Uncle Han, don’t let lose face.”
Fu Yisi: …..
“Lose face?”
Dean Han patted the armrest of the chair, shifted his gaze away, and said sowhat vaguely,
“It’s just… Old Zhao said he wanted to secure you, and I agreed impulsively.”
Fu Yisi: …
So, this ‘slightly abnormal’ job request was to save their Dean Han’s face.
Fu Yisi pressed his temple with his knuckle.
“Ti? I am on vacation starting from the 14th for a week, during which I won’t be dealing with anyone.”
Dean Han’s eyes brightened.
“Their forensic doctor will be back by the end of September.”
Fu Yisi: ….
“Then let’s settle on that.”
Dean Han slapped the chair and stood up.
“I’ll pass your contact information to colleagues at the police station shortly.”
Leaving this statent behind, Dean Han hurriedly left.
This ti, he truly had put on a thick face.
A sudden task gave Fu Yisi a bit of a headache. Forensic work wasn’t as orderly as hospital work; a case could co up any ti with just a phone call, and he’d have to be there.
….
How big of a hole had Uncle Han really dug for him?
Fu Yisi seldom sighed, praying in his heart that no problem would arise during that vacation.
However, Fu Yisi never would have guessed that right after his prayer, he would receive a call.
A strange number.
“Hello?”
“Is this Dr. Fu? This is Jiangshui Police Station…”
….
Fu Yisi drove at the speed limit to Jiangshui Police Station.
His aura was heavy, his expressionless face harsh, at this mont no one dared to look him in the eyes.
Even the colleagues working in the police station trembled a little at the sight of Fu Yisi.
“Dr… Dr. Fu?”
The greeter at the door was a trainee, who had been with the police station for less than two months and was participating in the investigation of recent cases, nad Qiming.
An interesting na.
But the person is more interesting than the na.
For instance, just looking at Fu Yisi with his stern face had made him shiver slightly, but now with just a nod from Fu Yisi, Qiming quickly opened his mouth to greet him.
Really, his smile almost reaching his ears.
“You must be the new forensics expert that the director introduced to , oh my, what a coincidence that you are Ms. Ji’s husband, it seems we are really fated.”
Fated…
Hearing the sound and quickly coming out, Captain Lei, who was in charge of the case, heard these three words and imdiately raised his hand to knock on Qiming’s head.
What idiot would tell soone that they’re fated with a police station?
“Dr. Fu, he’s young, he doesn’t speak very well.”
Qiming: ….
“Wha….”
Rubbing his head, Qiming opened his mouth to retort in grievance but barely said a word before Captain Lei’s stern look stopped him.
Fu Yisi didn’t care about these and nodded slightly at Captain Lei,
“Where is she?”
Fu Yisi’s voice was low and cold, causing Captain Lei to be stunned for a mont.
“Over here.”
Captain Lei stretched out his hand and led Fu Yisi to the rest room where Ji Sang was staying.
The door had a glass window, and as soon as Fu Yisi entered, he saw a woman sitting with her back to him.
Her ponytail had loosened a bit, so strands of hair rebelliously sticking out, perhaps not having had ti to tidy up, her clothes also looked a bit wrinkled.
Her figure was slender.
The man clenched his teeth, pushed the door open, and went in.
Hearing the noise, Ji Sang stood up and turned around, her eyes lit up when she saw Fu Yisi.
“You’re here!”
She almost ran up to him.
Fu Yisi still wore a cold expression, silent, yet his eyes uncontrollably and quietly scrutinized Ji Sang.
A band-aid on her cheek;
The sleeve of her left arm was torn;
Her clean clothes stained with so mud;
Her lipstick had smudged beyond her lips;
And…
When she ca up to him, she subconsciously hid her hands behind her back.
Fu Yisi tightly closed his eyes, then took a step back and deeply exhaled.
He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead,
“Give two minutes.”
Then, under Ji Sang’s bewildered and puzzled gaze, Fu Yisi walked out of the rest room again.
It was clear that he was controlling his strength when he closed the door.
“Fu Yisi?”
Ji Sang was puzzled, wanting to follow him but then rembered his words.
Two minutes.
What can be done in two minutes?
Ji Sang wasn’t sure.
However, the soundproofing of the police station wasn’t very good, she heard Fu Yisi’s footsteps getting farther, until she couldn’t hear them anymore.
Then, a ‘bang’.
A muffled sound, but judging from the listening distance, one would know it was very loud.
Instinctively, she thought of Fu Yisi.
Could it be him making that noise?
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