I'm such a bear

(29) What is family affection?

"Haven't come home yet?" Zhang Fang came to Qi Yihang's dissection room.

The little lights in the dark made Qi Yihang look very lonely, which made Zhang Fang feel for the first time that Qi Yihang was not as cheerful as he appeared.

"Ah? Not yet...he should be a lovely child." Qi Yihang looked at the baby's body lying on the autopsy table, feeling sad for a while.

"Maybe, maybe I will become a very good person like you." Zhang Fang patted Qi Yihang on the shoulder. In fact, Zhang Fang knew that Qi Yihang was already very weak when he saw the child's body, but Qi Yihang is the only forensic doctor here.

"Hehe, yes, I'm very lucky." Qi Yihang smiled a little bleakly, but Qi Yihang was really glad that although his parents had a bad attitude towards him, they never thought of killing him or abandoning him. Own.

"Did you find anything?" Zhang Fang really couldn't believe that such a weak-looking woman drowned her child with her own hands.

"The cause of death was drowning. The liquid in the lungs was the same sample as the liquid in the washbasin. There were bruises on the back of the neck and bone fractures." After Qi Yihang finished speaking, he didn't look at Zhang Fang, but just silently covered the body with a white cloth.

"No more? Is there no trace of cardiopulmonary resuscitation?" Zhang Fang felt very disappointed.

"No, there are no bruises from other parts of the body, and no one pulled him out of the sink, and..." No one wanted to save him, so Qi Yihang couldn't say these words no matter what.

"That mother is suffering from postpartum depression." Although Zhang Fang felt that this was all an excuse for the murderer, the facts in front of her made everyone sigh.

"Isn't it schizophrenia?" Qi Yihang is very strange. Generally, patients with postpartum depression are more inclined to hurt themselves. ...

But there is no such long-term, close-contact killing.

"Why do you say that? That mother didn't show any remorse." Speaking of this, Zhang Fang clenched her fists, and that indifferent attitude deeply hurt Zhang Fang's bottom line.

Hearing this, Qi Yihang also knew that those were just normal circumstances, and there were always exceptions to everything.

"Okay, it's up to you guys, just ask if you need anything else." Qi Yihang felt that this child was so innocent.

"Well, you should go back early, do you want me to see you off?" Zhang Fang told herself intuitively, as long as she left, Qi Yihang would definitely stay here.

"Ah? Okay." Qi Yihang knew that Zhang Fang was doing it for his own benefit, but some things always backfired.

It was already eleven o'clock when Qi Yihang got home, and his parents should have gone to bed at this time.

In fact, Qi Yihang didn't want his parents to live in Leng Lang's house at the beginning, because there would definitely be a lot of inconvenience, and this was not Qi Yihang's own house after all.

It's just that since Leng Lang agreed to let his parents live in, Qi Yihang can't say anything more, and Zhang Fang's enthusiastic appearance, Qi Yihang doesn't want to frustrate Zhang Fang's wishes.

Since when has it become a "luxury" for Qi Yihang to communicate with his parents?It seems to start from junior high school, what is the specific intensification point?

No matter how hard Qi Yihang tries to recall, he still has no clue...

Doors open, dim lights?

"Mom, you haven't slept yet." Qi Yihang was surprised, he had never felt the feeling of being expected to go home.

"Well, I can't sleep, are you hungry?" Qi's mother saw that Qi Yihang should have just returned home from work, and seemed a little tired.

"Yeah." I didn't feel hungry at first, but when Qi's mother mentioned it, it seemed that there was a feeling of her chest sticking to her back.

"I'll cook the noodles, it'll be ready in a while." When Qi's mother walked by Qi Yihang's side, she realized that Qi Yihang was already this old...