The Mystery of the Inner Demon

Chapter 130 Single Noble
Ying Shuigen on the opposite side was mute and could only gesture with difficulty. He could probably understand that Huang Daqiu was not familiar with this company. He shrugged and spread his hands, showing his confusion, wondering why Huang Daqiu cared about this contract.

Qi Fei looked at him, eager to distance himself from the matter but unable to find the words to say, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I also want to know why he cares so much. Anyway, the result is that he died when he went to find you."

After leaving Ying Shuigen's ward, Qi Fei was not in a hurry to leave. He did not forget the other task Liu Tong gave him.

The pungent smell of disinfectant wafted through the corridor of the internal medicine department on the third floor of Nancheng Hospital. Through the gaps in the blinds, he saw Li Liang using a pen to draw an anatomical diagram on the medical record to explain the condition to the old lady. A faded blue star badge was pinned to the left breast pocket of his white coat - that was the symbol of an outstanding graduate of the medical school. He didn't look like a doctor who would be careless enough to make a mistake on the report.

By the time the electronic call screen changed to "Lunchtime Closed," the sun had already slanted onto the glass curtain wall of the inpatient department. Li Liang rubbed his red eyes and stood up. When he caught sight of a shadowy figure in the doorway, he froze. "What's wrong? This morning's appointment is already..." His fingers left afterimages on the keyboard, and the blue light of the LCD screen reflected the fine sweat on his nose.

Qi Fei was wearing plain clothes, and it seemed that Li Liang thought he was a patient.

"Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Public Security Bureau." Qi Fei noticed the pothos in the corner of the clinic as he flashed his ID. Its leaves were covered in a thin layer of dust, yet its vines stubbornly clung to the 1998 Advanced Department banner. Li Liliang paused as he took off his glasses to wipe them. "If the family didn't call the police, I would have done the same."

"Is it Zhang Juying who is causing trouble for you?"

"No, no, it's this matter that's very strange. Zhang Juying kept saying that I treated the patients, but I was clearly attending an academic conference in the province that day. She insisted that I prescribed anti-inflammatory drugs for them and sent them away."

"Zhang Juying doesn't believe you?"

Li Liang smiled bitterly: "Now, let alone Zhang Juying, I don't even trust myself anymore."

"Oh? How do you mean?"

"Hospital systems are all electronic now. After Zhang Juying complained, the hospital checked the system and found that someone had used my account to see Tian Xiao. They diagnosed her with an infection and prescribed her medication. I'm so humiliated I can't clear myself of this."

"So weird?"

"It's even stranger. I looked at Tian Xiaodong's blood test report on the system, and it's indeed just an abnormally elevated white blood cell count. Don't even think about someone using my account to treat Tian Xiaodong. Even if I was the one who treated him that day, I only prescribed some anti-inflammatory medication."

"Is it possible that it was indeed a common infection at the time, and the acute leukemia occurred later?"

Li Liang honestly denied it. "If the family's account of his condition is correct, he had been suffering from a low-grade fever for a long time. It's unlikely that he died from a common infection. The timing is consistent with the development of acute leukemia. Therefore, I suggest that the hospital investigate the blood test records at that time. However, this is a very subtle matter. To outsiders, it seems like I'm shifting the blame to other departments."

Qi Fei said, "I believe you. If you had misdiagnosed him, you wouldn't have said he had acute leukemia. But is this the only complaint your hospital has received recently?"

Li Liang pushed up his glasses and said, "As far as I know, I'm the only one who has made a similar complaint."

Qi Fei seemed lost in thought when Wu Shanqiu approached from a distance, slamming her file bag on the table and shaking the coils of her stethoscope. "I just came from the hospital office," she said. "They investigated the samples in the laboratory and said that the reports for the two blood samples were mixed up. This means that XX's blood sample was someone else's."

The truth came suddenly, and Li Liang's face lightened with relief. "It's good to find the cause." Then he thought of something and said puzzledly, "This doesn't make sense. Logically, there should be another patient who mistakenly thought he had leukemia, but..."

"But as I asked you just now, your hospital has only had one misdiagnosed case recently, Zhang Juying." Qi Fei continued Li Liang's words.

"Can I see who the other patient is who was mistakenly diagnosed?" Li Liang asked Wu Shanqiu.

Wu Shanqiu handed it to him: "A man named Chen Shan. You also wrote the test order. Do you remember this person?" Li Liang shook his head firmly: "I didn't come to work that day. The hospital knows about this. I can't treat anyone."

Wu Shanqiu told Qi Fei, "It was two months later that Zhang Juying complained about the misdiagnosis. Nancheng Hospital only keeps one month's worth of surveillance footage, which means we can't verify who was impersonating Dr. Li and treating these two patients."

Li Liang said helplessly: "Who on earth would do such a thing?"

"Also, since Chen Shan was diagnosed with leukemia, he didn't come for a follow-up visit. It's a bit strange." Wu Shanqiu muttered.

……

The police car drove into Nancheng Champs Elysées, an upscale residential area in the city.

As the police car passed the gilded gate of the Champs-Elysées residential complex, Wu Shanqiu dug her nails into the leather seat. "The granite fountain cost enough to build three Hope Primary Schools." She looked up at the cold light reflected off the glass curtain wall and said in surprise, "I didn't expect this Chen Shan to be rich."

Qi Fei took the luxury elevator to the upper floors and knocked on the door. The moment the fingerprint lock clicked open, the man in the polo shirt revealed half of his swollen face.

Qi Fei revealed his identity, and the man was stunned for a moment: "I am Chen Shan, a criminal police officer? I haven't broken any law..."

Qi Fei pressed his police ID against the crack of the door, a cold gleam on his face. "We need your cooperation in the blood sample blunder at Nancheng Hospital." He glanced at the entrance. Beneath a decorative painting framed with Hermès scarves, a lone man's slipper had frayed edges. "The police aren't here because someone broke the law. We're investigating a medical dispute involving you."

"Doctor-patient dispute?" Chen Shan was even more puzzled when he heard it. "I don't have anything to complain about."

Qi Fei showed him Nancheng's test report: "We found out that Nancheng Hospital mixed up your blood sample with another patient. Did you get diagnosed with leukemia?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Shan's panicked and confused face finally showed some clues, followed by confusion and shock: "Wait! What did you say?"

Qi Fei had no choice but to repeat what he had just said.

After hearing this, Chen Shan stood at the door in a daze for a long time.

"How about we go inside and talk?" Wu Shanqiu suggested.

The three of them had been standing at the door for a long time.

Chen Shan finally reacted after hearing this. He kept saying sorry for the impoliteness and invited Qi Fei and Wu Shanqiu in.

Qi Fei looked at the room. It was decorated very exquisitely, and the furniture looked very valuable. However, whether it was slippers or cups, there was only one set of the commonly used ones.

　I wish you happiness

　　
　
(End of this chapter)