2244: Unexpected Situation
Lin Yi opened the sealed bag, took out the pills inside, and examined them repeatedly in his hand.
Indeed they were Betalek, a medication also stocked by cardiac surgery, with no issues whatsoever.
But now, the biggest issue was the lack of issues.
The absence of issues meant that Ma Dehong had died normally.
Yet Lin Yi’s instinct was telling him that there was something abnormal about the matter.
If there indeed was a doubt, it likely lay with the prison guard who delivered the medication.
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“Ow~~~”
As Lin Yi contemplated these issues, he suddenly heard a sound of retching and noticed it was Ling Han.
He saw her holding her chest continuously, looking quite unwell.
“What’s wrong?”
“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Ling Han waved her hand while holding her chest, “just a bit nauseous, no big deal. Nothing serious.”
Lin Yi was about to speak, but at that moment, Wang Mei Jia stood up.
“You, always pushing yourself like this, stop and come with me.”
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“It’s okay, I just need to take some medicine,” Ling Han said.
“Still pretending it’s okay, let me tell you, don’t think a stomach cold is a minor illness. It can easily lead to serious problems,” Wang Mei Jia’s tone hardened, and then she touched Ling Han’s forehead.
“Also, right now we’re just guessing you have a stomach cold based on your symptoms. It might be a virus causing fever and nausea. If you don’t pay attention, it could develop into pneumonia or encephalitis, and then you won’t be so smug.”
Ling Han smoothed over her chest, seemingly adjusting her condition.
“I understand my situation, it won’t become that serious.”
Lin Yi stood on the side, remained silent, and didn’t take it too seriously.
It wasn’t that he didn’t care about Ling Han, but he felt it couldn’t be that severe.
People like them were pretty much immune to colds.
Although Ling Han had only just reached E-level, her physical constitution was much higher than an average person’s. Catching a stomach cold was actually quite rare for her.
Regarding a worsening condition, that was an unfounded concern for ordinary people.
“All right, stop talking, come with me. I’ll take a blood test and see what’s actually wrong, give you some IV drips in my department.”
Ling Han could not argue with Wang Mei Jia and was forcibly dragged out.
But before leaving, Wang Mei Jia didn’t forget to say:
“Officer Lin, wait here for me, we’ll have a chat later.”
“Okay.”
The two left, and Lin Yi was alone in the office. He looked around and finally picked up the handover log shared by Wang Mei Jia and the prison guards.
The logbook was new, consisting only of three pages. Most of the time, a person named Tang Yongjun was responsible.
However, every five days, another person named Ma Dongdong would take charge, and he did so very regularly.
It seemed that when Tang Yongjun was off, this Ma Dongdong would take over.
However, from the time Ma Dehong was imprisoned until his death, Tang Yongjun was in charge, which narrowed down the scope.
But looking at this logbook, there seemed to be no issues.
Lin Yi picked up the small packet of medication and examined it carefully for a good while but couldn’t find any problems.
At this point, there was no meaning for him to stay here any longer.
Just as Lin Yi was preparing to leave, Wang Mei Jia walked in from outside.
“How is Ling Han?”
“I took a blood sample from her. The results will be out in a while. I gave her something to reduce the fever, and when the results come, we’ll treat her accordingly.”
“You two seem to have a pretty good relationship,” Lin Yi asked with a smile.
“We’ve known each other for many years.” Wang Mei Jia touched her hair, “I came here before she did. Thinking about it, it must have been four or five years now.”
“That’s quite a long time.”
“Isn’t it? She’s such a foodie. My husband cooks well, and every time I bring lunch, she comes to mooch off me every day.”
Talking about their relationships, Wang Mei Jia revealed a smile, “Alright, let’s set aside personal matters and talk about official business.”
Lin Yi nodded, “I wanted to ask about Ma Dehong’s physical condition before he went to prison.”
“Besides high blood pressure and mild diabetes, everything else was fine,” Wang Mei Jia said, taking another look at a notebook.
“His blood pressure, when not on antihypertensive medication, was 169 diastolic and 221 systolic during the prison intake exam—quite dangerous, so he couldn’t stop taking his blood pressure meds.”