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134: Chapter 133 There aren't even ulcers, how could there be a tumor?!

The atmosphere at the scene was awkward to the extreme.

Knowing that staying any longer would be beneath his status, Cheng Duxiu stood up with a cold face.

He pointed at Fang Yihong's nose, "Look at you, what have you taught your subordinates! If this continues, you will suffer for it!"

After a sharp rebuke, Cheng Duxiu left indignantly.

Fang Yihong, who had been inexplicably reprimanded, was stunned.

Why is it me again?

Why is it always me?

Why am I always the one getting hurt!

Yang Tian couldn't help but smile after seeing the chief's frustrated expression; he picked up his teacup to desperately hide his gaffe, but Fang Yihong still saw it.

Fang Yihong shot him a glance.

In the next second.

He cursed toward the doorway, "To hell with you! You're still not satisfied with them being taught like this?! Why don't you try training someone to earn a first-class merit?!"

Yang Tian chuckled to himself on the side.

After Fang Yihong finished cursing, he looked at Yang Tian, "Ignore him. Even a leader cannot stand above justice. Drink tea!"

-

After a while, Yang Tian left the office and went down to the office hall on the ground floor.

Then he saw Luo Yu's parents, Luo Qiang and He Guihua, sitting in the reception area of the hall, learning about the situation from Police Officer Luo Dichang.

Yang Tian walked over. Luo Dichang respectfully called out "Chief Yang," and the Luo Qiang couple immediately called out "Chief Yang" as well.

"Don't be so formal."

Yang Tian sat down beside Luo Dichang and asked curiously, "Uncle, Auntie, is there something you've come for?"

Luo Qiang, looking noticeably more haggard, responded softly, "We just came to find out about the progress of your investigation. How exactly did my son, Luo Yu, die?"

Yang Tian's expression stiffened.

In fact, he had known for a long time that Luo Yu did not die by suicide.

But the truth was something Luo Yu's soul had told him personally; he had no evidence to support it, so he had no way to give them that answer.

Yang Tian immediately responded, "The officers of our Public Security Bureau's Criminal Investigation Detachment are still investigating. If there are any results, we will notify you both as soon as possible."

Luo Qiang and his wife nodded.

After a few seconds of silence, He Guihua suddenly said, "If you really can't find anything, then let it be. We don't want to make things difficult for you comrades at the Public Security Bureau. We'll just consider that Luo Yu accidentally fell from the Complex Building!"

There was no longer any look of anticipation in the woman's eyes, only despair, as if she had passively accepted the fact that her son had committed suicide or died from an accidental fall.

Yang Tian gave Luo Qiang a puzzled look.

Luo Qiang sighed and said:

"Yes, we can't keep holding onto something that has no evidence. People have to look forward and keep living their lives, right?"

"We've also felt the attitude Yucheng Hospital has shown us; they were indeed very sincere. If it can't be found, then so be it. We won't investigate anymore."

He Guihua: "Yes, no more investigating..."

The two voices, compromising with fate and seeking to settle for the sake of peace, echoed in Yang Tian's mind.

He thought for a moment and called Wang Hao.

"Are there any results?"

"We investigated all the medical staff who went to the rooftop. More than half of them said he jumped off himself."

"What about the other half?" Yang Tian asked.

"The time the other half of the medical staff were on the rooftop conflicts with the time Luo Yu fell; they all said they didn't see anything."

"Okay, I understand. Thank you for your hard work."

On the other end of the phone, Wang Hao was startled for a moment after hearing Yang Tian's praise, and then he couldn't help but laugh.

Yang Tian put down his phone, looked at Luo Dichang, and said, "Since the uncle and aunt are no longer pursuing this, then have them redo a set of deposition materials."

Luo Dichang looked at Yang Tian in surprise, "No more investigating?"

Yang Tian nodded, "No more! Don't make things difficult for the leaders, and don't make things difficult for the uncle and aunt!"

--

Yucheng Hospital.

After Yu Zhen returned to the hospital from the Public Security Bureau, he rushed to the Gastroenterology Department immediately.

Just as he walked into the Gastroenterology Department office, he saw a middle-aged man going crazy inside.

"You are all a bunch of beasts! Vampires!"

"I'm requesting my own test reports, surgical materials, and chemotherapy records? How is that not in accordance with regulations!??"

"Could it be that you tampered with the test reports? Or that I didn't need surgery at all back then?!"

After the middle-aged man finished shouting, he slammed the table in front of him.

"If you don't find them for me, I'll smash your office! And then I'll kill you all one by one!"

The doctors in the office looked at him with some trepidation.

Just then, Yu Zhen walked up to the middle-aged man, pointed at his nose, and shouted sternly, "Try smashing it and see what happens!"

The middle-aged man glanced at Yu Zhen, and his violent emotions instantly subsided a bit. He clenched his fists and looked at Yu Zhen, "President Yu! I just want to get back the test reports that belong to me. Is there a problem with that?"

"There's no problem, but can you tell me why you suddenly want to get your test reports back??"

"Because..."

The middle-aged man was about to say it was because someone told him he hadn't actually suffered from colorectal cancer back then and didn't need chemotherapy or surgery, and told him to find another hospital to confirm it.

But he held back.

He just made up an excuse.

"Ever since I had the surgery last year, my stomach has been uncomfortable, with occasional blood in my stool and abdominal pain. I want to go to another hospital for a checkup and compare it with the previous test reports. That shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"No problem!"

Yu Zhen answered directly without even thinking.

Several doctors around looked at him strangely.

Yu Zhen then added, "But the previous test reports and surgical chemotherapy records have already been archived. It will take time to retrieve them. How about this, come to the hospital in two days to get them!"

"Fine, I'll come back in two days to get them!" The middle-aged man glared at the other doctors and left the office.

If it weren't for the fact that he had burned all the previous test reports and lab results, he wouldn't have come to the hospital to make such a scene.

-

At the same time.

Inside the Gastroenterology Clinic of Qianzhou City Peoples Hospital.

Chen Yongsheng took all the test reports, gastroscopy images, biopsy results, chemotherapy records, surgical records, and other materials he had collected and found the attending physician in the Gastroenterology Department.

"Doctor, please take a look for me. Did I really have cancer back then?"

The doctor took the various forms and glanced at them, finally fixing his gaze on the color gastroscopy images.

After a while, he looked up at Chen Yongsheng.

"This isn't right!"

Chen Yongsheng immediately looked at the doctor and asked, "What's not right, Doctor?"

The doctor pointed to the stack of test reports on the desk and then looked at the color gastroscopy photos in front of him, saying, "Your gastroscopy images show that except for superficial gastritis, everything in your stomach is normal. Did you take the wrong photos?"

Chen Yongsheng thought for a moment and immediately shook his head.

Because he had personally put these things away, keeping them in the wardrobe of his room back in his hometown.

"Then that's a bit strange!"

"Is there a tumor?" Chen Yongsheng asked again.

"There isn't even an ulcer, how could there be a tumor??"

Chen Yongsheng's expression instantly froze, and the fire of anger began to burn in his eyes as his hands involuntarily clenched into fists.

The doctor noticed this movement and couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's wrong?"

"Ah! It's nothing, thank you!"

He grabbed the stack of test and treatment reports, which was as thick as a book, and quickly walked out of Yucheng Peoples Hospital.

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