Chapter 1103: A love triangle in the hospital?

Air embolism is a general term for a series of clinical symptoms caused by air entering the blood circulation system, and the most common one is decompression sickness.

When the diving depth exceeds ten meters and suddenly rises to the sea surface, it is possible that the inert gas originally dissolved in the blood will form bubbles due to the sudden loss of pressure due to the sudden change in pressure.

These bubbles will block the blood vessels, and in severe cases, they will cause shock and death. For the same reason, nurses will stand up the needle to drain a little when injecting patients, in order to eliminate the bubbles that may exist in the needle.

However, it is not something that ordinary people can do to accurately inject air into the blood vessels and cause death on the spot. Even Jack needs a certain degree of practice.

He does not quite understand the murderer's approach. Since he can knock out the victim and has a needle on hand, it is easier to pierce the depression at the back of the head.

There, you can avoid the hard skull and directly destroy the medulla oblongata, and it is also not easy to leave traces.

"Given the poor medical insurance situation and the increasingly tense conflicts between doctors and patients, it doesn't seem strange that medical staff are murdered every day.

But it's a bit strange that medical staff kill each other."

Maybe because he is quite familiar with Jack now, Beckett didn't hide much when he complained privately.

The three of them have arrived at the county hospital. Maybe because it is a public hospital, the corridor here seems quite busy. Medical staff hurriedly pass by from time to time, and there are armed security guards who are eyeing them.

Cassell looks very experienced, and I don't know where his confidence comes from. "This place is full of betrayals, temptations, and messy relationships between men and women.

Doctors are the most likely to have office romances. They are keen to have sex with their colleagues after busy work. I bet that maybe at this moment, there are two doctors hanging out in a lounge in this hospital."

Jack withdrew his thoughts from a pink and charming memory, and cast a contemptuous look at him with Beckett.

"You must have watched too many medical dramas. Most doctors actually prefer to sleep with people outside their professional field, such as police officers. Am I right, Detective Beckett?"

"Who told you? Jiejie or Hannah, damn, it won't be Lanny? I'm going to kill her." The long-legged female detective covered her forehead and felt that she had made a mistake in making friends.

"What do you mean? One of your ex-boyfriends is a doctor? What doctor? Urologist? Anorectal doctor?" Cassel's smile was full of malice, and of course there was a sour taste underneath.

"Don't tell me he's a gynecologist?"

"He's a heart surgeon. We were both motorcycle enthusiasts, but these are all things that happened a long time ago." Beckett told him bluntly.

"Wow, a heart surgeon, that's really."

Doctors themselves have the highest social status among ordinary people in the United States, and heart surgeons are the highest-paid doctors in the United States.

If the identity of a best-selling author means being popular, then an excellent heart surgeon will not be much inferior in terms of income and respect, and can even be said to be more.

After all, the latter is a noble profession of saving lives.

Because they had made an appointment in advance, the three of them met a middle-aged black man in a suit and a golden bow tie in the dean's office.

"Even if the patient is dying of pain, every time he sees Dr. Monroe push the door, he will smile from the bottom of his heart.

Her death is a huge loss for us. The hospital will fully cooperate with the police investigation. If you need anything, just ask."

The dean took out a silk handkerchief and wiped his eyes.

Although his style was a bit official, he was very cooperative and provided Dr. Valerie Monroe's personal information in great detail, such as she had a brother living in San Diego and no boyfriend.

And the dean also mentioned one thing. Before leaving get off work last night, he saw Dr. Monroe talking alone with a nurse in their hospital. Although he didn't hear the specific content of the conversation, he noticed that the nurse looked a little flustered.

The dean also asked Dr. Monroe if anything happened, but the other party replied that it was just a little private matter and it had been resolved.

The three of them left the dean's office and waited for the nurse named McClintock at the nurse's desk. Cassel had already started to use his whimsical ideas.

"Having a private matter with a nurse, you should think the same as me, right?"

Beckett and Jack looked at each other and saw smiles in each other's eyes.

"I think it may be different." Although sometimes he would find this guy really annoying, Beckett never denied that this guy's whimsical ideas could indeed help him solve the case, but he just couldn't indulge him too much.

"The hospital love triangle, this is simply too obvious." Cassel's gossip fire was burning, which was almost visible to the naked eye.

"Just think about it, our Dr. Monroe was privately having a hot relationship with a certain 'dream lover' in the eyes of everyone in the hospital, until one day she ran into him and the playful and cute little nurse McClintock flirting in the lounge, you and me.

So inevitably, there was a quarrel between Dr. Monroe and the nurse, and it even developed to the point of life and death in the end."

"I know your life is boring recently, so I asked you to go to Las Vegas, but how many boring skits have you watched during this period?"

This time, even Jack frowned, the smell was too strong.

"This is the plot of your Shangri-La's new skit "Cool Doctor Naughty Nurse", is there a problem?" Cassel raised his eyebrows at him.

"Do you know how many more covert ways of killing than injecting air into the blood vessels I am proficient in? I guarantee that even Lanny will be helpless against this." Jack responded with a dangerous evil smile.

Cassel was scared and hid behind Beckett, but still held on, "Anyway, I insist that this Nurse McClintock is definitely a super sexy hottie."

"Excuse me, who is Detective Beckett?"

At this time, a sunny and handsome guy wearing a red T-shirt representing a nurse's identity, with red lips and white teeth, walked in front of the three people. He was in his early 20s at most. At first glance, he gave people the feeling of a young version of Tom Cruise, and he was over 180 cm tall.

Although he is not as handsome as Jack, he is at least as handsome as Leo.

"Who are you?" Cassel's sense of crisis was instantly aroused. He cleared his throat and stepped forward half a body to block Beckett.