The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor - Chapter 53
[Chapter 56 Self-harm]
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Free autopsy, free to help solve the case, but also to send gifts, what is the reason?
Ran Yan was not very happy, but there was nothing she could do. Fortunately, Liu Rang was one of the four provincial governors, and the number one in Suzhou city. It was rare for him to look down on a little girl like her. At the gate of the government office, Liu Rang always believed in her.
After seeing the two patients, Ran Yan went to the clothing store to buy a men’s uniform with round neck and narrow sleeves to put on for the autopsy.
“Mother, where are we going?” Shao Ming looked at Ran Yan’s outfit and asked in confusion.
“Do you want to learn medicine?” Ran Yan asked without answering.
Ran Yan needs one or two assistants, no matter if it is a job or a doctor, even if it is only a little help, it can reduce a lot of burden.
Shao Ming’s eyes lit up, and he quickly replied, “I want to.”
“Then don’t talk for a while, just watch carefully.” Ran Yan also wanted to try Shao Ming’s courage and potential, if he and Sang Chen’s rabbit In the same way, no matter how loyal and potential, it is all in vain.
There is nothing shameful about the autopsy, after all, Ran Yan is not afraid that anyone will know.
The two got into the carriage and arrived at the Fuya Mortuary shortly before.
The weather was not very good, gloomy and gloomy, as if it might rain at any time, the soft branches of willows beside the river bank at the entrance swayed gently in the breeze, there were almost no pedestrians in front of the morgue, even if there were one or two people passing by, they would keep their heads down. , in a hurry.
There were two carriages parked in the alley on the left. Ran Yan guessed that Inspector Liu might have arrived, and walked to the gate of the morgue. Before he could open his mouth to ask questions, the yamen asked, “But what happened to the autopsy?
” Yes.” Ran Yan said.
Shao Ming, who was following behind, was startled. He thought that he would go to another family to see a doctor, but he didn’t expect to come to the mortuary of the government office, and his mother turned out to be a fake!
Before he had time to think about it, Ran Yan had already entered through the side door, and Shao Ming was busy carrying the box and followed.
The peculiar smell of carrion in the morgue floated faintly, the clouds in the sky were low, hot and humid, making people feel uneasy, Shao Ming felt a little scared, and kept following behind Ran Yan, while Look around cautiously.
The yamen led the two to the door of a morgue, “This is it.” After saying that, he walked back without looking back.
Shao Ming’s heart trembled
when he looked at his appearance as if he was being chased by a ghost .
Ran Yan glanced at him through the power fence soap yarn, “If you are afraid, you can wait at the gate.”
Shao Ming swallowed, he wanted to wait at the gate, but he knew in his heart that Ran Yan wanted to test him , so he had to bite the bullet and said, “I’m not afraid.”
Ran Yan gave a faint hum, and pushed open the door.
A gloomy and cold breath rushed towards his face, Shao Ming shivered and his head shrank even more.
Contrary to Ran Yan’s expectations, there were more than one or two people in the room. In addition to Liu Shishi, who was wearing a red official uniform, there was another young man in a red official uniform. Four were wearing light green official uniforms. Han stood on one side with his arms folded, and the other huddled old man was Feng Xun, whom Ran Yan had met before.
Ran Yan’s eyes were slightly opened, staring at the young man in the official uniform in the red robe, and her heart suddenly receded.
At the same time, there are some doubts, how did he appear here?
Sometimes purple, sometimes red, how many officials are they?
Xiao Song’s current description is quite different from the lazy appearance last night. He is dressed in a dark crimson round-necked official uniform, wearing a black hijab, a small group of flowers, and a grass-gold hook belt. He is imposing and intimidating. full of oppression.
Ran Yan thought to herself that it would be good to bring such a person to ward off evil spirits during the autopsy.
Thinking of this, Ran Yan felt a little more relaxed, bowed to the crowd, and motioned Shao Ming to put down the box.
“Seventeen girls, everything is ready for you.” Liu Rang greeted her with a smile and put the box in front of her.
When he said “Seventeen Mothers”, Ran Yan clearly felt a substantive gaze swept over, she saw that her scalp was numb, and for some reason, she felt a little guilty.
“Thank you Liu Shishi.” Up to now, he had no choice but to continue with gritted teeth.
Opening the box, Ran Yan first took out the mask and put it on, then took off the power fence and put on gloves.
Although she knew that doing so was meaningless and could not hide from the man, she had already done everything subconsciously.
Ran Yan sorted out the gloves and wondered to herself, why should I be afraid that he would know?
If you can’t figure it out, don’t think about it anymore.
Ran Yan didn’t say a word, and went straight to the corpse at her feet.
This time, the corpse was placed on a wooden table, which happened to be as high as standing and bending down slightly. There were very few tables of this height in the Tang Dynasty. At first glance, they knew that it was specially customized. Ran Yan secretly scolded Liu Shishi. One word: Damn old fox.
Uncovering the plain cloth, a terrifying female corpse appeared in front of everyone.
This corpse is still relatively fresh, just as Liu Inspector said, the skin on the face was cut open and the flesh was smeared with blood. According to the visual inspection, there were at least 11 or 2 incisions. The wounds were mainly distributed on the cheeks and jaw, and the forehead was only stained with blood. Not hurt.
The face was bruised and swollen, Ran Yan reached out and opened the corpse’s eyelids and found the expected bleeding under the conjunctiva.
The forensic way of thinking about death is to kill first before committing suicide, first from external causes and then from internal causes, first from injury and then from disease. Seeing such a brutally disfigured corpse as Cuimei, Ran Yan will first examine it from the angle of homicide, while the external cause of injury It is clear.
However, after a series of inspections, according to the arrangement of the scars and the direction of the knife edge, Ran Yan came to a very puzzling result-the scars on Cui Mei’s face were actually caused by the deceased.
There is also only one strangle mark on the neck under the throat. The streak marks are divided into eight characters at the back of the head, but they do not intersect. This is a manifestation of suicide, not someone who strangled her first and pretended to hang herself.
In order to verify this result, Ran Yan quickly untied the corpse’s clothes, and there was nothing left.
Cui Mei had only died one night, her body was well preserved, her skin was fair and delicate, her raised breasts were round and plump, and her legs were straight and slender. It was a man, and it was the first time that he gathered with others to watch a woman’s body, and he couldn’t help feeling a little embarrassed.
Liu Rang coughed twice, then glanced at Xiao Song from the corner of his eye, and saw that his face remained unchanged, and he stared at Ran Yan’s movements on the corpse without hesitation. The concentration of movement, even he can’t match.
Ran Yan carefully inspected the entire body and said, “There are ten scars on the deceased’s face. The edges of the incision are neatly everted, and there is slight inflammation. It was caused by the deceased while she was alive, and it is very likely that she scratched it herself.”
“How is it possible? No one would scratch their face like that!” Feng Xun immediately questioned, he judged it to be murder, if it was easily overturned , his reputation in Suzhou City plummeted.
Liu Rang also always believed that Cuimei died of murder, and he was a little puzzled: “Why is this?”
“First, apart from the stab wounds on the face and the strangulation marks on the neck, the deceased had no obvious wounds on other parts of the body. If it was done by others, how could the deceased let others slash her face without moving? At least, the murderer would hold her down firmly, and the strength must be not small, how could there be no trace at all?” Ran Yan explained road.
Feng Xun retorted in a cold voice, “If the murderer tightly wraps her so that her limbs cannot move, it is very likely to cause such a phenomenon.”
Ran Yan nodded, “It is indeed possible, but I suspect that she self-harmed. , There is another reason, because people will feel pain, when committing suicide or self-mutilation, the knife will feel pain, and the pain will become lighter, so generally the knife is heavy, and the knife is light, so that the depth of the knife edge is different. If the number of knives is large, the knives of different depths will generally be arranged in a more even way. You can see the wound on Cuimei’s face, which is completely in line with this.”
“It’s good, why do you self-harm?” Feng Xun said with a frown.
“Good?” Ran Yan looked at him, and said without hesitation: “The state of suffering that people fall into is often related to feelings, and the mental state of a suicide victim when committing suicide, self-mutilation, and self-abuse behavior cannot be measured by ordinary people’s psychology. You must have also found out that she has been pregnant for nearly a month. She is a prostitute in Caixiuguan. She is not a prostitute. She was suffering from flower willow disease, something that should not have happened, why did it happen to her? Of course, at present, there are only some characteristics that prove her self-harm, and the specific situation can only be determined after the autopsy.”
Feng Xun was stunned. He has been working for decades, and has dissected very few corpses. First, the family of the deceased did not allow it. Second, unless it was a major injury, such as a ruptured liver, there was no guarantee that the cause of death would be found after the autopsy.
This is basically the case for the Tang Dynasty’s work.
Even if a little girl is dissected, will she be able to see something?
Feng Xun didn’t believe it, so he stopped and waited.
Since it was suicide, Ran Yan began to dissect from the hanging scar on the neck. When she cut open the skin of the deceased’s neck and exposed the muscle tissue, she immediately found that there was bleeding in the tissue and muscles under the skin of the neck. She kept moving, but she had to explain to the laymen beside her. Otherwise, it would be of no use if she only knew, “Everyone, please see, there is bleeding in the skin and muscles, which is one of the manifestations of hanging.”
Ran said, Yan used tweezers to point out the bleeding site for everyone, and then cut open the part that had never been hanged for them to compare.
After doing all this, Ran Yan raised her head and suddenly met a pair of black eyes, she was slightly startled, and saw Xiao Song nodded with interest.
Feng Xun was shocked when he saw Ran Yan’s skilled swordsmanship. Although he was reluctant to show it, when Ran Yan began to explain, he had a kind of secret joy in his heart. UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com So listen very carefully.
The rest of the people were pale and blue, and they pursed their mouths tightly to prevent vomiting and gaffe. Even Xiao Song’s guard looked uncomfortable.
Now that someone understands it, Ran Yan continued to dissect and cut to the vicinity of the hyoid bone, and said, “The carotid artery ruptured transversely, the hyoid bone was ruptured, and there were blood spots and congestion under the mucosa of the posterior pharyngeal wall…”
Ran Yan said while pointing out these parts one by one for them to see. Ran Yan knew that even if the rest did not dare to watch, at least Feng Xun and Xiao Song.
The scalpel continued downward, peeling off the attached muscles, exposing the white bones. “The cervical spine is fractured, dislocated, and bleeding.”
After checking these, Ran Yan did not stop, and then began to dissect the chest and abdomen. The knife in her hand seemed to have Just like life, it is well controlled. Wherever it is cut, and how deep it is, it is very precise. With one cut, the skin and subcutaneous fat will be cut, and the internal organs will never be damaged.
Xiao Song’s gaze couldn’t help shifting to Ran Yan’s face.
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[End of this Chapter]
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