The madman just moved, and the fat man stopped his movements, from the pile behind him, and found the medical record that had been torn off part of it and handed it to Zhou Hai.

Rip off the gloves, Zhou Hai took over the medical record seriously turned over, the earliest one is June 12, 1993, Yang Duxiu due to hand sulphuric acid burns and leg trauma admitted to the hospital, this medical record is very thick.

Zhou Hai carefully looked at it again, Yang Duxiu experienced eight surgeries, which is to keep the hand, the skin covered by the hand is taken from the inside of the left leg strand, the entire hospital surgery process, intermittent for a year.

As for gallbladder surgery, not done at this time, turning to the back, found that the gallbladder minimally invasive operating room was done in January 2012, and saw Zhou Hai slightly scratching his eyebrows here.

Put down the medical record, change a pair of gloves again, grab the gauze stained with alcohol, clean up the skin of the abdomen of the body, at this time the crescent scars look more clearly.

The healing of these wounds can almost be ignored, but it can be slightly distinguished from the surrounding skin color, and even the pinhole can not be found.

Such scars are not as good as the healing state that can be achieved in more than two years, especially compared with the scars of the remaining positions in the hands, and the healing here is somewhat too good.

The madman saw Zhou Hai so repeatedly, guessed what he found, and looked round and asked, “Chief, what do you think is wrong?”

Zhou Hai pointed to the scars of the past few months and looked at the fat man.

“Take a picture here!”

Then look up at the madman, "It's so healing here, so good that it's almost indistinguishable, even if it's not scary, it takes time to achieve this effect, and he's only less than three years after the operation."

It seems...”

The fat man took a picture and looked around.

"Sea, you mean that the medical records are not in line with his actual, is it a medical record fraud?"

Sea of Things shook its head.

"The medical records show that the time is before the provincial hospital withdraws from cooperation, and the surgeons here are marked behind them, and these are impossible to falsify."

After all, as the hospital staff are walking health insurance, these are well-documented, I doubt this is not the case.

I wonder, what if this man is not Yang Soup?”

Zhou Hai this sentence let a few people around are stunned, especially the fat man, he looked at Zhou Hai with a stunned face, after all, he also saw Yang Duxiu, and also went to find the file with him, Zhou Hai's guess makes it difficult for him to agree.

"It's impossible, I looked at his height face, and the injury of his hand, how could these find such a similar stand-in?"

The idea is too bold, I would rather believe that his medical record time is in trouble, impossible and impossible absolutely impossible!"

Zhou Hai flipped the dead man's liver over and found the head position of the remaining biliary tube.

"In addition, you can clearly see here that there is a fork here, when the stripping is blocked, there are also two connections, but the medical record is not indicated."

The madman shuddered, quickly pulled off the gloves to take over the medical record of the fat man, but reversed the location of the surgical record, and indeed did not find such a record.

The fat man looked a little anxious, because he did not understand such professional knowledge, look at Zhou Hai and look at the madman.

“Oh, you’re talking, what does that mean?”

The madman looked at the medical records and looked at the liver of Zhou Haitong, and indeed, as Zhou Hai said, this is slightly different from the surgical record.

"Sea means that the deceased is a bichole sac, in the operation need to take two small tubes, such cases occasionally occur, but the surgical records will be recorded."

After all, this is a deformity, after such an removal, the gallstone recurrence rate is higher, after all, the doctor should avoid the possible risk.

Obviously, this is not in line with the dead, and I support the head's judgment if the degree of healing of the wound is calculated.”

Zhou Hai looked at the time and immediately searched for the figure of Xiaoliang, but he was not in the anatomy room.

“Where is the beam?

How long have we been checking?”

The fat man looked up at the watch, "The first test is almost two hours, and the report needs to wait a little longer."

"Go to the elder sister, and let her take the dna of the deceased with us again and get the dna back to the hair, and everything will be right."

The fat man knew that the situation was serious, and hurried upstairs, Zhou Hai put down the liver of the deceased and sliced the location of his tumor.

This began to re-observe the dead man's stomach, just collected, did not carefully observe, now carefully smelled, it seems to be able to smell a little wine.

“Crazy, do you smell the wine?”

The madman nodded, "Just didn't pay attention, now distinguish carefully, the taste of wine seems to be quite large."

Find some chunks, rinse them a little, collect them into the dish, grab a magnifying glass to look closely, and look at the texture of the fibers which are meat, and the blocks are large and have the size of their nail caps.

The face seemed to have tooth marks, apparently not chewed and swallowed, and then clamped another piece to distinguish, or so, this piece of meat can see some white fat part.

"This is pork, looking at the thickness of the fiber should be the thin part of the big piece of meat, you see the fiber is very thick, it seems to eat very fast, did not carefully chew."

There was a bang at the door, and the fat man and the little beam came back.

“She has already told her sister that her machine has some problems and has just begun to do it, and it is estimated that it will take three hours before the results are available.”

Zhou Hai nodded, “Fat man, do you remember the little battle they said, what did Yang Duxiu don’t eat?”

The fat man remembered.

"Little War said, Yang Duxiu went to the water room to fetch water and ate, and did not know what to eat."

What happened?”

Zhou Hai handed the petri dish to the fat man, “See, what kind of meat is this?”

Fat man with doubts, took the dish, with a magnifying glass to see, seemed a little uncertain, turned to the microscope, clamped together and put on the slide, which began to observe.

At this multiple, the muscle fibers are extremely clear.

"Beef's muscle fibers are generally thick and long, and pork's muscle fibers are thin and short, plus these obvious fat, you can conclude that this is pork, and it is a two-year-old sow, white meat is fatter, lean meat is more woody."

But why are you looking for this?”

Zhou Hai did not say anything to think about, the crazy whispered: "Not to study anything, to see the stomach content of the dead, it seems that you still have research on these!"

The fat man looked away and glanced at the madman.

“Next time let me check, can you tell me that this is the stomach of the deceased?”

The mad man looked at him.

"You can't do anything, this is the anatomy room, when I give you a takeaway red meat cover to water the rice, and let you study it first?"

The fat man raised his hand and stopped the crazy.

"Brother, I was wrong, just ate the Slid rack, you said that my stomach is really very uncomfortable, let's not hurt each other?" 」