When the Doctor Meets the Forensic Doctor

This article will be updated by v10,000 on Friday. Please support me. Shen Yi, deputy director of the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology, and a PhD student in life and death, everything in his life after graduation is endless classes, endless surgeries, patients who have to endure wrong answers, 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 medical incident, he was put on protective leave. Without saying a word, he picked up his suitcase and hid in a small town with beautiful scenery. Everything about the town was good but the takeout industry was underdeveloped, which seriously affected Director Shen's life. Every time he had to make a life-or-death decision between instant noodles or self-heating hot pot, an alluring aroma of rice would come 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." Director Shen found that as long as he kept viewing his favorite dish in the short video, the dish would appear on the dining table the next day. In his heart, Jiang Yan was almost equated with the living father. 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 am not a corpse transporter, I am a corpse maker, I am a doctor." Drunk Director Shen hugged the National People's Congress and complained: "Let me tell you that the most profitable obstetrics and gynecology department is not as good as orthopedics, and the most difficult obstetrics and gynecology department is not as good as Xinwai, but in terms of the number of weird ethical dramas and explosive plots, no other department can compare to our obstetrics and gynecology department..." Director Shen held people in his arms and talked about ethics dramas for half a night. As he continued to talk, it was dawn and the place was in a mess. Very good. He himself became an ethics drama... Shen Yi remembered that last night, when he was drunk and crazy, he raised and lowered his hands on Jiang Yan. Forget about his hands, how could he send him down there? Reading guide: 1. I knew and liked Shou before attacking, but Shou did not recognize Gong. 2. In terms of content, I will try my best to check the literature, but the author's level is limited. Readers, please include more and bow. 3. A light comedy, no abuse throughout, so you can enjoy it with confidence Next book is the ancient drama "The Prince Regent's Powerful Wife" Yin Huaian, the youngest researcher at the Institute of Nuclear Power, had just been promoted to deputy director when he was sent to Daliang's cell with a bottle of fake wine. When he opened his eyes, he was poured a basin of cold water on his pocket. He was being grabbed by the hair and asked about the design of a new musket. Holy shit? ? ? The inmate next door was a general who was wounded all over. He was imprisoned for resisting the order. Based on his experience, he felt that the man who even the prison boss came in to give him medicine for his injuries was a big shot. If he wanted to get out, he could only hold his thigh first. He diligently helped bandage him and chatted with him, hoping that if he escaped from prison, he would definitely take him with him. Facts have proved that the thigh hug was correct. The prison was blown open that night, and a group of people came in and knelt in front of the big guy next door. His hands tightly pulled the man's sleeves, and his eyes were full of words, but he still wanted to stop. Sure enough, he was let out. That night, he was jailed, forced into the palace, and fought with weapons. He watched with his own eyes the man who had been with him in prison for the past two days, placed the Queen Mother under house arrest, suppressed his relatives, came to serve as regent, and beheaded in front of the minister who asked for land to be ceded and compensation to foreigners. The regent who had just taken office personally led the troops to go on an expedition, and he was taken directly to the army by Yan Wangchuan. The reason was of course to make weapons. After all, he was a foreigner, so he didn't have much problem. He watched with his own eyes as Yan Wangchuan fought hard and fought to the death to regain the lost ground, but was stabbed in the back one after another by the imperial court. The general returned from a bloody battle. What he was waiting for was not a reward, but the sword of the Nine Feather Forest Guards. Everyone was waiting for Yan Wangchuan to regain the mountains and rivers before killing him. Only at this moment did he realize that guarding the border and fighting bloody battlefields was not as ridiculous as the supremacy of imperial power. He couldn't change the times, so he had to adapt to the times. Yan Wangchuan couldn't rebel, so he should be the powerful minister. (This article is a cruel one) Damn grandma's great achievements, she was shocked. Under the nine gates, the fierce horse in red "Where is Yan Wangchuan? I'll give you one more chance. If you don't answer, I'll blow it up from the east. Even if the nine gates are flattened, you still have to dig out the people." Who said the cunning rabbit dies and the lackey is cooked? He insisted on putting a steel armor on this dog to ensure that he lived until the end of his life. Food guide: Strong and powerful, the regent was damaged in the battle, and step by step he was cruelly tortured by the powerful ministers. Running in both directions, protecting each other The last part of the Daliang trilogy. It doesn't matter if you don't read the first two parts. It won't affect your reading. It's almost like "The Surgeon's Survival Guide to the Royal Palace", the plot and emotional lines are split in half. It's more enjoyable than that one, after all, it's the age of steam. Purpose: Learn your major well and travel all over the world without fear