"you say."

Lin Erdan looked confident.

When he started to examine the body just now, he already understood how the other party died.

"If you can't write down the correct cause of death, then you and Director Long should leave my autopsy room immediately!"

Qin Ming raised his chin, as if he didn't think Lin Erdan could find the correct answer at all.

Long Junhui frowned. He glanced at Lin Erdan and then at Qin Ming.

For a moment, he didn't know whether it was better to agree or not.

"What if I write out the correct answer? Dr. Qin, you should give some indication, right?"

When Lin Erdan asked, Qin Ming immediately said, "If someone like you, who doesn't look like a doctor at all, can write the answer! I, Qin Ming, will no longer be a so-called forensic doctor immediately!"

"No!" Long Junhui shouted quickly. Although Qin Ming did not obey discipline management and repeatedly contradicted him.

But he really can't live without this guy!

Because although he has a bad temper, his skills are really excellent!

Several troublesome cases in Yuncheng were solved with the help of his skills.

If Qin Ming really gives up, he will be in trouble in the future.

"It really doesn't work. What kind of skill do you have when you just run away after losing?" Lin Erdan also shook his head.

In response, Qin Ming chewed his teeth and said, "Trouble! What do you want me to do? You can't come up with the correct answer anyway, just make a request."

It can be seen that Qin Ming really dislikes Lin Erdan.

You can even say this.

Seeing this, Lin Erdan said with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't make any demands for men. After all, we are not enemies, right? Well, if I really come up with the correct answer, then you will

How about we cooperate well with Director Long’s work arrangements?”

Qin Ming didn't even react when he heard this, and directly agreed, "This is no problem! Come on! Let's get started!"

Qin Ming directly handed a piece of paper and a pen to Lin Erdan and said, "Let's get started."

After finishing speaking, Qin Ming turned his back and wrote a few words on another blank piece of paper.

Lin Erdan didn't hesitate at all and wrote down his answer on his piece of paper.

Both of them were confident about the answer.

So in just ten seconds, Long Junhui got the answers from the two of them.

Long Junhui glanced at Lin Erdan helplessly. He really didn't expect that things would develop to this point.

"Please, Director Long, let's see which answer is correct between mine and Dr. Qin's?"

Lin Erdan smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

Long Junhui had no choice but to open Qin Ming's answer first. There were only four words on it, and Long Junhui read out, "Myocardial deficiency."

Qin Ming nodded and said, "This is the answer after the autopsy. It is obvious that this person died from a lack of myocardium. In other words, a piece of his heart was missing, so that the heart lost power and died."

After Qin Ming finished explaining, he looked at Lin Erdan's answer.

Long Junhui did not hesitate, took out the piece of paper and opened it, and then he was stunned.

"Mr. Lin, you..."

"What's wrong?" Qin Ming stepped forward and took the paper from Long Junhui's hand. He just glanced at it, and a look of anger appeared on his face.

Because what is written above can no longer be said to be nonsense.

Instead, they are completely treated like children and teased!

"Mr. Lin, right? What do you mean? The conclusion you finally came to is indeed correct, but what do you mean by these things you added before?!"

It turns out that Lin Erdan not only added the cause of death from heart damage at the end, but also wrote how he was injured at the beginning!

"The foreign internal energy rushes into the meridians from his wrist, and goes all the way to the heart." Qin Ming exhaled a long breath, "What is the internal energy? The meridians? I said, Mr. Lin, are you not a Chinese medicine doctor?

Even if we are Chinese medicine, we must pay attention to reality, right? Tell me about something that can reach from the wrist to the heart? Aren’t you afraid of being laughed at if you tell me?!"

After saying that, Qin Ming threw the piece of paper on the ground, pointed to the door and said, "Okay, please go out! I'm going to continue working!"

"Wait a minute, didn't I write the answer correctly?" Lin Erdan said helplessly, "I not only wrote that this man died from heart damage, but also how he died of heart damage.

Isn't this more complete than Dr. Qin's answer? Why do you still let us go, Dr. Qin?"

Long Junhui frowned and said, "Mr. Lin, this..."

Although Long Junhui was on Lin Erdan's side, he really wanted to watch Lin Erdan frustrate Qin Ming's spirit.

But……

What Lin Erdan did was really not very good.

It's like when you write a high school entrance examination paper, you can clearly write the correct answer, but you have to use a problem-solving method that ordinary people can't understand.

You can’t blame them for not giving you points, right?

"What do you mean? Do you think there really is something called inner strength in this world?" Qin Ming looked like he didn't believe it at all.

He is a top medical student and received Western medical education from the beginning.

For him, there are no such things as meridians and internal energy in this world!

"Well, it may be a little troublesome to prove this thing. Even if I prove it, you will have other theories to refute it. Well, let me show you what kind of traces that inner energy left behind."

As Lin Erdan said this, he directly picked up the scalpel on the tool rack and walked towards the almost dissected corpse.

"What are you going to do? Don't touch my props or my body!"

Qin Ming's expression suddenly changed and he was about to pull Lin Erdan away, but he didn't expect that the moment his fingers touched Lin Erdan, he felt numb as if he had been shocked.

In just a moment, Lin Erdan had already grabbed the forearm of the corpse and started making signs on it with a knife.

"Dr. Qin, look there is a wound here."

Qin Ming was stunned for a moment. There was indeed a wound there. To be precise, it should be a bruise.

It looks like it's a new injury, but the bruises can't be said to be related to the fatal injury!

"What kind of trauma can this bruise be? It's not even a trauma."
Chapter completed!