Chapter 411 — Do You Take Me for a Fortune-Teller? Actually, Those Already Working Had Heard It Too, Only They All Misunderstood, Taking Wei Zhao for Qiu Lingshan's Legendary Boyfriend; Otherwise, Who Would Dare Talk to Qiu Lingshan Like That? Would She Still Have Kept Him Around?

"Wei Zhao, I have real business with you!" Qiu Lingshan gritted her teeth, pulled open the passenger door of Wei Zhao's car, and climbed in.

The previous cases — whether Wei Zhao had stumbled onto the answer or a blind cat had found a dead mouse, either way he had cracked them. So since Qiu Lingshan happened to run into him and the guy was still acting so insufferably cocky, she would use him one more time and see whether he could still solve a case!

"Oh? What is it?" Wei Zhao rolled his eyes. She had just finished berating him and now she was coming to ask for his help? This woman's mind worked in truly unusual ways: "If it's real business, don't come to me. My time is precious."

"..." Qiu Lingshan widened her big, dewy eyes. What did he mean, don't come to him for real business? Did she have to come to him only when it wasn't serious?

"I'll give you one minute. Talk." Wei Zhao parked the car in the hospital lot. Someone came to collect the parking fee, and Wei Zhao simply pointed at Qiu Lingshan: "This is Captain Song, we're here on a case..."

The parking attendant also knew there had been a case near the hospital, so he glanced at the police uniform Qiu Lingshan was wearing, casually stuck a free-of-charge tag onto Wei Zhao's windshield, and turned to leave.

Wei Zhao didn't begrudge the few yuan in parking fees — the problem was that this old woman had overcharged him five yuan the last time. Wei Zhao had parked for one hour, but she insisted he had parked for two, and had the gall to pull out the time-slip taped to the front of his car, jabbing a finger at the time written on it to show him.

Wei Zhao knew she must have deliberately written an earlier time when he parked, but he couldn't be bothered to argue with her. He just paid and left.

Still, his school's lunch break was only one hour in total — how could he possibly have parked for two? Now that Qiu Lingshan happened to be right beside him, Wei Zhao could finally ride on her coattails for once.

Qiu Lingshan didn't know any of this background. Seeing Wei Zhao use her to save five yuan in parking fees, she shot him a look of contempt: "Several cases have come up recently — beggars, vagrants, and disabled people kidnapped, their kidneys cut out, then dumped at hospital entrances. Have you heard about them?"

"I think I caught something about it on the news..." While driving that morning, Wei Zhao seemed to have heard a mention of it on the radio, but he hadn't paid attention. Wei Zhao rarely took an interest in things that had nothing to do with him.

"What do you think? Do you know who the killer is?" Qiu Lingshan asked.

Wei Zhao gave Qiu Lingshan an odd look: "I think you shouldn't be asking me that question..."

"Oh?" Qiu Lingshan was taken aback.

"You think I'm a fortune-teller who can see the future? A question like that, only a master mystic could answer." Wei Zhao shrugged: "Enough — talking to you is a real waste of time. I'm off."

"Wait!" Qiu Lingshan grabbed hold of Wei Zhao: "Then how did you catch those bank robbers last time?"

"I already told you how I caught them last time!" Wei Zhao was growing impatient, but if he didn't explain things clearly, Qiu Lingshan would never let him leave, so he had no choice but to say with forced patience: "You want my help catching criminals? Fine — but you have to give me a scope. Once you've narrowed things down, I can help! Otherwise I really would be a god!"

Qiu Lingshan thought it over — what Wei Zhao said wasn't wrong. If he knew everything, he really would be a divine fortune-teller!

"Then I'll come find you when I have a lead!" Qiu Lingshan reluctantly let Wei Zhao go.

"Good." Wei Zhao nodded, got out of the car, and walked into the hospital.

Qiu Lingshan also followed Wei Zhao toward the hospital. She wanted to check on Liu Bojia's condition and ask the doctor whether there was still any hope of him waking up.

The officers standing guard outside Liu Bojia's hospital room saw Qiu Lingshan arrive and all rose to salute her: "Captain Song!"

Qiu Lingshan waved her hand: "Is the doctor here?"

"The doctor is in his office. Shall I take you there, Captain?" one of the officers said.

Qiu Lingshan nodded and followed the officer to the doctor's office, where he introduced her: "This is Dr. Yang, Liu Bojia's attending physician."

"Hello, Dr. Yang. I'm Qiu Lingshan." She politely extended her hand, shook Dr. Yang's, then asked: "Dr. Yang, how is Liu Bojia's condition? Is there any chance he'll wake up?"

"I've done everything in my power, but there's still been no effect..." Dr. Yang smiled apologetically: "Captain Song, there's nothing more I can do. All I can do is maintain him for now..."

"So you're saying there's no chance of recovery at your hospital?" Qiu Lingshan looked at Dr. Yang with disappointment: "What about a transfer? Is there any hope?"

"Our First People's Hospital is already the best in Songshan City. If we were to transfer him, it would have to be to a hospital in another city — but I'm afraid the patient can't withstand the journey." Dr. Yang shook his head.

"So there's truly no hope at all?" Qiu Lingshan sighed inwardly. If this Liu Bojia had revealed the truth sooner, wouldn't the mastermind behind it all have been caught by now? And perhaps that madman killer would never have come looking for him again...

"It's not entirely without hope..." Dr. Yang hesitated for a moment, then said: "If you know Professor Guan Xuemin of the Medical Sciences University, you might try acupuncture — though Professor Guan doesn't take on cases lightly..."

"Professor Guan!" Qiu Lingshan had naturally heard the name. He was the most celebrated traditional Chinese medicine practitioner in Songshan City, known to all as Doctor Guan. Yang Huaijun had a good personal relationship with him and had been receiving treatment from him all along!

With anyone else, Qiu Lingshan might not have known what to do — but with Professor Guan, she was confident that with Yang Huaijun's help, she could certainly persuade him to take the case.

At this thought, a wave of relief washed over Qiu Lingshan: "Thank you, Dr. Yang. I think I have a way!"

"Hehe, it's nothing — I'm just doing what I can." Dr. Yang smiled and nodded.

After leaving Dr. Yang's office, Qiu Lingshan dialed Yang Huaijun's number.

"Little Song, another problem?" Yang Huaijun answered the phone with a laugh. He had been in excellent spirits lately — not only had he been promoted, but more importantly, the episodes of his internal injuries had noticeably decreased in frequency, from once a day to not a single episode in half a month!

This was only the first stage of treatment, and the results were already so remarkable. Wei Zhao had said that in one month he would change the medication and add acupuncture as a supplement — what kind of earth-shaking therapeutic effect would that bring? Yang Huaijun was full of anticipation!

"Big Brother Yang..." Qiu Lingshan felt a little awkward — Yang Huaijun had seen right through her, and she flushed with embarrassment: "There is indeed something I'd like to ask of you..."

"Go ahead. What is it?" Yang Huaijun had always treated Qiu Lingshan like a little sister, and so he looked after her with particular care.

"Do you know about the Liu Bojia case?" Qiu Lingshan said: "Today I spoke with the doctor, and he said they've done all they can — but he recommended someone to me, said it might be worth trying."

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