In the conference room of the main administrative building of the largest maternal and child hospital in Beijing, everyone from the director to the attending doctor looked gloomy.

In the past week, the inexplicable death of newborns has caused the hospital to be shrouded in horrific low pressure from top to bottom. If there is no reasonable explanation, everyone will have no doubt that the angry family members will definitely smash the hospital.

"After so long, hasn't there any progress?" Vice President Li spoke first. He is the director in charge of clinical practice. He has the greatest responsibility for such a big thing in the hospital.

"Director Li! It's not that we don't do our best, there's no sign of it! The Ah-haired scores at the time of birth are very good, and there's no sign of sudden death!"

Director Wang, who was in charge of the newborn room, looked at the leaders present with a wrongful look. She had been working as a newborn for so many years and had never encountered such a thing. Seeing so many cute little babies die inexplicably, the pressure in her heart almost crushed her.

"And after the first case of such a newborn, we have been alert. The number of inspections every night has increased to once every half hour, but it is useless! At one o'clock in the middle of the night, another newborn suddenly had respiratory distress. After more than an hour of rescue, it still failed."

Director Wang, who had been on duty for three consecutive days, felt that he was almost exhausted. She followed up with the rescue last night. All the latest special medicines and methods to restore breathing and heartbeat were used. All the tests that could be done were done, but they had no effect.

"I heard that similar situations have occurred in Beijing First People's Hospital. I wonder if they have found anything there?" asked Nurses Zhang from the newborn room. Her husband was working in the internal medicine department of Beijing First People's Hospital and has also talked about several similar cases in the past few days.

"No, I just called the First People's Hospital and asked, and it was a headache there too!"

President Feng shook his head. This time the incident was not only a sudden incident, but also a wide range. Basically, several hospitals in Xicheng had similar situations, but there was a slight difference in the number of deaths.

Director Wang looked at the same frown of the leaders, and was about to ask whether to try to communicate with his family and perform anatomy after the pathology, but the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open.

"Hello, Dean Feng! My name is Rong Wengui. This is my document. I will take over the investigation of this newborn death."

A man in a black suit looked quite young and walked in, followed by another big boy who looked like a college student. As soon as he entered the door, he walked towards Dean Feng who was sitting in the main seat, took out his ID from his arms and handed it to Dean Feng.

The gray-haired President Feng looked at the man who introduced himself strangely, took the ID in his hand, and a huge national emblem on the dark red cover made him stunned. He opened it and took a look, and his face changed immediately.

But this was only a moment, and he immediately reacted and waved his hand to everyone in the conference room:

"Everyone, this comrade is Comrade Rong who was sent by his superiors to investigate this incident. I will receive it first and leave the meeting!"

After Dean Feng finished speaking, he took the two of them out of the conference room without waiting for everyone to react.

As he walked, Rong Wengui had already spoken:

"Director Feng, I won't say anything polite. We need to take a look at the newborn room first."

"Okay, OK, I'll take you two here now. I wonder what we can help with?"

President Feng hurriedly agreed, but he was muttering in his heart, which department is this special affairs management office? Why don’t you hear about it? However, the national emblem and the official seal of the National Security Bureau do not look fake.

As President Feng walked into the inpatient department, both the patients and the family members had strange expressions on their faces. From time to time, you can see a serious policeman on duty. Looking at the young man following Rong Wengui with a curious look on his face, President Feng explained helplessly:

"This time the incident was too big. The hospital was afraid of some vicious incidents, so it called the police. These police comrades came to maintain order."

"Understand! This incident will be resolved soon, so don't worry, Dean Feng." Rong Wengui glanced at the already worried dean, and understood his current mood very well.

"That's good! That's good!"

The neonatal room of the obstetrics and inpatient department should have been the place where people feel the most hope. Looking at the birth of young little lives here, people can always feel the greatness of life.

But at this time, the newborn room with pink and fresh color was quiet. There was no child on the neatly arranged newborn bed. All the children were taken away by their families and were no longer willing to take care of them. The autumn sun shone in the empty newborn room and gave birth to a little bit of depression.

Dean Feng had nothing to say about this situation. After all, this time the incident was indeed in the newborn room, and the hospital could not explain it. It is normal for the family to distrust the hospital.

"It's this?" Rong Wengui turned to look at Dean Feng and confirmed.

"Yes!" Dean Feng nodded.

Rong Wengui didn't speak anymore, turned around and looked at the interior layout. His fingers with thick joints slid across the fences of cribs with his steps, and stopped on the fourth bed when he entered the door.

"Is this bed?" Rong Wengui looked at Dean Feng and continued, "Is this bed the child who happened last night?"

President Feng looked at Rong Wengui in surprise, and without saying a word, he nodded directly.

"Xiao Tao! It seems that our speculation should be correct." Rong Wengui's fingers gently tapped on the crib, making a gentle "knocking" sound.

The young man named Xiao Tao by Rong Wengui was Tao Mengchu from the Department of Religion of University B. He did not expect that he would answer his father's call in the morning to keep in touch with Director Rong, and he would be arrested by someone in the afternoon.

However, he nodded after hearing Rong Wengui's words. The house was very yin and a little bloody smell. It was obviously a room facing south, but now the sun was just right. Standing here, he always felt cold behind his back and his hair was about to stand up.

"Can we see the dead children?" Rong Wengui turned to Dean Feng and said.

"Yes...but, those children have families guarding them, so it may be a little trouble."

President Feng was a little embarrassed. The bodies of the children who died these days were stored in the morgues of the hospital. The family members of the mother were basically staying there all day long. It might not be so easy to see the children.

"It's okay, you take us there and I'll communicate with the family."

Rong Wengui waved his hand and ignored it. As the leader of the hospital, the patient's family was in opposition to his position, and it was reasonable not to accept his words when he was emotionally unstable. It would be different for Rong Wengui, a third party.

"If it is an autopsy, I'm afraid the child's family will not agree!" Dean Feng thought about it and reminded him.

The hospital actually thought about doing a pathology, but the family members didn't even ask for it.

"No, we just take a look." Tao Mengchu said quickly, waving his hands repeatedly.

What a joke? He is not a forensic doctor! He can’t tell the truth even after dissection! Besides, isn’t he seeking death by mentioning an autopsy at this critical moment?
Chapter completed!