Zhang Dongxu rubbed his nose and glanced at the autopsy room behind him, "But the smell is so strong. How many days has the person been dead?"
"It's been three or four days. If it had been delivered another day later, it would probably be a hodgepodge in the stomach."
Meng Yao didn¡¯t even raise his head to reply to him, completely ignoring the psychological impact his words would have on Zhang Dongxu.
And Zhang Dongxu, who was successfully disgusted, stood up directly after thinking about it and walked out while talking.
"Bureau Su asked you to go home and rest after your work. All the test results will come out tomorrow morning, and we will hold a meeting to study them."
With a hum, Meng Yao put the information in his hand on the table, and then began to write the autopsy report.
Just when Zhang Dongxu walked out of her office, Meng Yao suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute, send the contents to the laboratory, and ask them to hurry up and get the results out tonight."
As soon as she said this, Zhang Dongxu's face fell instantly when he walked to the door. He was about to pretend not to hear and escape, but Meng Yao said something calmly again.
"You said Bureau Su and I asked you to come over and be an assistant for a few days. Will he agree?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Dongxu stepped back without thinking. When passing by Meng Yao, he snorted viciously to express his dissatisfaction.
With his head lowered and the pen in his hand not stopping, Meng Yao twitched the corners of his mouth happily.
At seven o'clock in the evening, after washing, Meng Yao lay lazily on the sofa like a salted fish. He stretched out his hand and took a grape from the plate on the coffee table and put it in his mouth.
Just after she ate several grapes happily, there was a rustling sound at the door, as if someone was talking.
She stood up in confusion, wearing a grass green dress that directly covered her knees, making her look much thinner.
Just when I was about to lie down on the peephole to see what was going on outside the door, I heard the door lock click open, and Liu Xiaoqin and Meng Haoli walked in with several bags in their hands.
When they saw Meng Yao standing at the door, the old couple was stunned for a moment, and then Liu Xiaoqin stared at her displeased.
"Why are you standing here and not opening the door for us? Are you doing something wrong?"
Listen, listen, is this what a gentle and virtuous mother should say?
Meng Yao rolled his eyes, took a step to the other side, leaned directly on Meng Haoli's shoulder, and kept casting provocative glances at Liu Xiaoqin.
"Has Dean Meng's tutoring been relaxed recently? I think Ms. Liu's ideas are very dangerous. You should educate her more when you are free."
With her joking words, she took Meng Haoli's arm and sat on the sofa. Then she took a grape and stuffed it into Meng Haoli's mouth, coquettishly.
"Dean Meng, it's been a long time since I last saw your little lover. I miss you so much."
While she was talking, she deliberately rubbed her head on Meng Haoli's shoulder, making Liu Xiaoqin stare.
Seeing that Meng Yao was still as playful as when she was a child, Meng Haoli smiled gently, and raised his hand to pat her face lovingly.
"I think, not only Comrade Lao Meng misses you, but Ms. Liu also misses you so much that she doesn't even think about food and drinks. The troubles every day make my class uneasy."
Although he sounded complaining, the look he looked at his wife was extremely gentle.
After washing a few fruits and putting them on the coffee table, Liu Xiaoqin came over and directly took Meng Yao off her husband's body, and hung him up as if to declare her sovereignty.
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