The serialized article "When the Doctor Meets the Forensic Doctor" has been published. The copy is below. Welcome to collect it.
Audit director Zhou Yan, who holds both CPA and CTA certificates and has seven years of experience in group auditing, was sent to the throne of Daliang Dynasty by a bottle of fake wine at the celebration banquet for his promotion to vice president of the group.
Zhou Yan looked at the dense crowd of courtiers under the imperial steps shouting long live, and he laughed out loud. How could he, a high-level wage earner, suddenly become the master of the world? Don't tell me, this dream is quite real.
When he lowered his head, he found that there was someone sitting underneath him. Now he was the emperor, and he had the final say in his dreams:
"Who is that? There is no place for you to sit here. Why don't you get up quickly?"
As soon as he said this sentence, the hall fell into silence. The black eyes like a deep pool below fixed their gaze on him, and after a while, he actually stood up:
"Your Majesty thinks he is still hungover, so he will come here early this morning."
The prisoner's shrill voice sounded:
"Retreat from the court."
Three days later, Zhou Yan finally recognized the truth. He followed the fashion, traveled through time, and dressed up as a sixteen-year-old little emperor with no real power... And the man sitting in the court was none other than the Governor of the Zhiting Division, the most powerful eunuch in Daliang, and the most powerful internal minister Song Li.
Very good, he offended the most powerful person on the first day he came, but Vice President Zhou was not willing to be an emperor in ancient times and still have to be his deputy.
The KPIs he set for himself are very clear:
The first step: remove Song Li.
Step two: pro-government.
The third step: Let the world's seas and rivers be clear, corrupt officials will not be investigated and killed.
But he never expected that the KPI would be stuck in the first step.
On the day of the palace coup, the palace was ablaze, and it was Song Li who appeared at the door risking his life to save him? The blood on Song Li's lips slid down drop by drop, and Zhou Zhen looked at it with horror:
"What's wrong with you? Where are you injured?"
The person in front of me smiled sadly:
"Don't you remember the poison your Majesty himself administered?"
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After that, his KPI became: kiss the government → check for corrupt officials all over the world → kiss his governor Song.
Let's see how the Audit Director reviews the six departments. I won't allow a copper penny to explain clearly.
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Small theater:
The man in black dragon robe threw the account book out and stared at the Minister of Household Affairs in front of him:
"Do you need me to teach you how to make false accounts?"
They were embarrassed to send such low-level fake accounts, but he was embarrassed to look at them.
Zhou Xing got up and went to the inner room. The imperial doctor withdrew. The poison that had been purged for half a year was almost gone. The man on the couch looked pale and his body was wet with cold sweat. He picked him up and went to the backyard hot spring:
"My incomplete body may stain the Holy Eyes."
Zhou Xing lowered his head and kissed the slightly cold lips fiercely:
"That's not what you said last night."
The multi-faceted black governor's main attack and professional abilities are so powerful that the emperor is subject to them
ps: The first few chapters are a bit slow, and the emotional drama is concentrated after chapter 20.
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Ps: The governor is a real eunuch
The Governor mainly attacks the Emperor Shou (don't ask me how to attack, you know, there is no counterattack, mind if the eunuch attackers enter by mistake)
Lei Meng's self-education
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Continuation of the documentary "When the Doctor Meets the Forensic Doctor"
Shen Yi is 33 years old, deputy director of the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology. After graduating with a PhD in life and death, everything in his life is endless classes, endless surgeries, patients who don't answer their questions, and family members who are good at shirking responsibilities and have black belts in Taekwondo. Every day, their spirits are wandering between going to the psychiatry department or self-digestion...
Finally, in a vicious incident involving false accusations and medical trouble, he was given a protective suspension. Without saying a word, he picked up his suitcase and hid in a small town with beautiful scenery.
Everything about the town is good but the takeout industry is underdeveloped, which has seriously affected Director Shen's survival. Every time he makes a life-or-death decision between instant noodles or going out to eat, an alluring aroma of rice comes from next door.
After three days of swallowing saliva, he knocked on the door next door in an attempt to pay for food and ask for the dog's life. Just when he was unable to speak, he heard a cold and pleasant voice:
"Want to get some food?"
Shen Yi nodded hopelessly:
"I can pay for the food."
"No, just wash the dishes."
"Deal."
Shen Yi is in a good mood when he eats, and he can provide emotional value:
"Hey, your knife skills are really good. I haven't asked you about your occupation yet."
"The one who carried out the burial at the funeral home."
Shen Yi…
"What about you?"
"Me? The one who transports corpses in the hospital morgue. We are quite destined."
Jiang Yan lowered his head and said nothing.
Unexpectedly, a person who died in a car accident in a small town was going to have a funeral, but the local old man who performed the funeral was not there, and the remaining funeral director was a man with two swords. He did not dare to touch the person who died in a car accident, so someone found him in the small courtyard.
Jiang Yan put down the fish in his hand and glanced at Shen Yi, who was kneeling on the sofa for five consecutive times:
"Will you go to transport the body or shall I?"
The corner of Shen Yi's mouth twitched, and he saw the man taking off his apron with a half-smile, and stepped out of the house with his long legs, followed closely by him.
He watched the man who acted like a househusband every day, deftly opening the body bag, piecing the body together, sewing it up, sorting out the remains, and finally put on pretty good makeup.
Confessing the game after drinking, Shen Yi drunkenly said:
"I confess, I'm not a corpse transporter, I'm a corpse maker, I'm a doctor, it's your turn."
Jiang Yan looked at his red cheeks and raised the corners of his mouth slightly:
"I'm not an embalmer, I'm an autopsy, I'm a forensic doctor."
In unison:
"Then why are you here?"
Again in unison:
"Medical trouble."
This night, the forensic doctor and the doctor...
Purpose: Learn professional knowledge well and travel all over the world without fear.
