Special Forces Medic-Chapter 640 - 597 is 4 lives

Hua Muyun burst into laughter. "Lao Wu has trained a good officer." Hua Muyun pulled his chair in a little and looked back at Wu Shuang. "If you were as timid as the average person, I really wouldn't dare to entrust this matter to you. There's a high likelihood that Minister Tang's case is connected to a prohibited drug sale."

"Does Secretary Hua already have a suspect?"

"I do, but I can't reveal the person's name just yet." Hua Muyun's fingers tapped on the table. He hadn't taken his eyes off Wu Shuang, observing her closely. From the subtle muscle twitches on her face, he could detect hints of emotion, but he was satisfied that Wu Shuang showed no reaction upon hearing his words.

"Secretary Hua, I have a question I'd like to ask."

"Go ahead."

"The car accident on the highway, where the perpetrator Liu Wei was transferred to the traffic bureau to be treated as a regular traffic accident, is it related to this case? I suspect so because in the timeline, a person named Ah San is also linked to a serial murder case I'm handling."

Wu Shuang paused, flipping a few pages forward in her notebook. "Minister Tang is suspected of taking prohibited drugs, and my current case is also tightly related to these drugs. If Secretary Hua wants me to investigate Minister Tang's case, I hope you'll allow me to link the two cases for investigation."

Hua Muyun silently watched Wu Shuang, his expressionless face causing Wu Shuang to lower her head guiltily. "If it were someone else, they might interpret what you just said as a threat." Hua Muyun's words startled Wu Shuang, making her realize she had taken this influential figure's politeness too seriously. "Officer Wu, you still need some honing in political affairs."

Unable to decipher Hua Muyun's meaning, Wu Shuang merely nodded in agreement. "Is your proposal based on your personal wishes or because of Hua Qingyi?"

"Both." Wu Shuang began to choose her words carefully, avoiding sensitive terms. "There have been three consecutive murders in the northern district, two of which are related to prohibited drugs, and Young Master Hua seems to be following up on this matter. I aim to complete my tasks without unnecessary misunderstandings."

"If the case implicates several officials, what will you do?"

"I haven't thought about that yet, but from my perspective, I won't be lenient."

"Officer Wu, I'd like to ask you a more personal question, but you don't have to answer." Secretary Hua pondered over Wu Shuang's response without showing any opinion. "What's your impression of Hua Qingyi?"

"A playboy, hedonistic." Wu Shuang answered without thinking. For a moment, it seemed like there was a hint of suppressed laughter on the usually stoic secretary's face. "However, after these past few days of interaction, my view has slightly changed, yet he still fits those eight words."

"Oh, let me correct one mistake for you." Hua Muyun adjusted his posture. "There are four victims in the northern district cases, not three."

"What?" Wu Shuang exclaimed in surprise, then sat up straight, her eyes wide open.

"While you were on your way here, another person died."

"Who?"

"A drowned police officer. The police station in the northern district has already reported this case to your City Police Department. Even if I don't agree to merge the cases, it now seems impossible not to."

"Thank you for your understanding, Secretary Hua." Wu Shuang stood up, ready to leave and hurry back. "Secretary Hua, which hospital is Minister Tang being treated at now?"

"The city psychiatric hospital."

After bidding farewell to Secretary Hua, Wu Shuang urgently drove to the city psychiatric hospital. She was only allowed to see Tang Xiaoxia after showing her badge, and even then, it was under isolation conditions.

"I need to ask the patient some questions face-to-face." Wu Shuang made a request to the doctor beside her from behind the door. The once overbearing Minister of Propaganda was now tied up on the bed with white straps like a mummy, muttering something unknown, looking absolutely terrifying.

"I'm sorry, but this patient has severe schizophrenia and shows violent tendencies. For your safety, we cannot allow you further contact with her." The doctor next to Wu Shuang wore a white coat and smelled of cologne, but for some reason, Wu Shuang disliked him intensely. "Besides, she cannot answer any of your questions right now."

"Why?"

The doctor pressed a speaker button on the door, and through the loudspeaker, Wu Shuang could easily hear Tang Xiaoxia shouting things like "Let me go, none of you will die well, I'll kill you," and other rude expressions. However, to Wu Shuang, they sounded more like expressions of anger rather than violent threats.

"Who instructed you to tie her up like this?" Wu Shuang glanced at the doctor next to her, observing Tang Xiaoxia's futile struggling.

"When she was sent here, it was repeatedly emphasized that she was very dangerous and needed special handling."

The feeling of dislike grew intensely as Wu Shuang left the doorway and headed to the doctor's office. "Is there any chance of recovery for Minister Tang?"

"To be honest, it's really hard to say." The doctor rubbed his chin, looking troubled. "Her nerve tissues have been severely damaged, causing her to imagine herself as another person, which is a symptom of dissociative identity disorder, but..."

"But what?" Wu Shuang pressed on, suppressing her anger, following the doctor's unfinished statement. The doctor seemed to enjoy this process, smiling slightly when Wu Shuang asked. "The patient does have periods of calmness, but these periods vary, and recently, the normal periods have become shorter and shorter."

"Are you saying she has normal moments?"

"Yes, from over an hour when she first arrived to now only a few minutes, her lucid moments have gradually become shorter." The doctor himself seemed perplexed by this condition.

"Who is her caretaker?"

"A doctor from our hospital. I'm her attending physician. Is there an issue?"

"Thank you very much for your cooperation!" Wu Shuang extended her hand to express her gratitude, and the doctor politely shook it. "If the patient becomes lucid again, please notify me immediately."

"Well... personally, I think there's not much point. Her lucid moments last only a few minutes, and by the time I call you, it's over. Even if you rush over, you'll see what you're seeing now. I believe it will be futile, but I will notify you anyway." (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to recommend and vote for it. Your support is my greatest motivation.)