Chapter 62 It’s all here
"Minor injury level 2."
The conclusion given by Wu Jun was exactly the same as Jiang Yuan's guess.
This is a very straightforward judgment. It doesn’t matter where the person’s hairline was before. Anyway, you can’t find it now.
Since you can't find it, you can only do it according to the standard three equal parts - shaving your head is useless, the hairline is still there.
"Come back and get the report. You can't come out today." Wu Jun pointed out the window and said, "Just come here tomorrow and call the phone on the wall."
"Okay." The injured person responded.
The mother of the injured person still looked a little unwilling, saying: "A minor injury of the first degree is more serious than a minor injury of the second degree, right? Can it be rated as a minor injury of the first degree?"
"It can't be assessed." Wu Jun pointed to the injured person's injury and said, "That's the standard for assessing minor injuries to Level 2. If you feel it's not appropriate, go to the city and get another one done."
"This head is open. You haven't seen what it looked like at that time. The blood is all over the floor." The injured mother said, taking out her mobile phone and wanting to show the video and pictures to Wu Jun.
"The standard for injury appraisal mainly depends on the area and degree of the injury, and the amount of bleeding is not considered. Moreover, the difference between minor injury level one and minor injury level two is not that big in court, and it still depends on the circumstances. Showing these videos and pictures of yours to the police handling the case or to the prosecutor will be more useful than showing them to us." Wu Jun persuaded the person to leave.
When the people walked away, Wu Jun breathed a sigh of relief, turned to teach Jiang Yuan, who had never spoken, and said, "Look at me just now, my attitude can be tougher, but my tone should be softer. When it comes to injury assessment, for ordinary families, For me, it’s a big deal, and many people are anxious to get angry.”
Jiang Yuan understood: "Those who do the injury assessment are all cases that have not yet been concluded. Many people may have a belly of evil fire that they want to vent."
"Yes, that's what it is." Wu Jun patted his thigh and said, "We are forensic doctors. We can be tougher when doing anatomy. When doing injury assessment, we have to know a little bit about the world."
Jiang Yuan listened with amusement and said: "So, the doctor-patient relationship of forensic medicine is not simple either."
"It's easier to do pathology. We don't have that kind of conditions in our small county." Wu Jun knocked on the table twice with his hand and said: "Moreover, the people you meet when doing injury assessment are much more complicated than the patients that doctors meet. You know, when the patient said he would hit the doctor, he might just be threatening him, but the people doing the injury assessment had just been involved in the fight."
"Maybe he was beaten," Jiang Yuandao said.
"At least I've become bolder, and I know a little bit about forensic clinical science, so I know where to hit you."
Jiang Yuan was dumbfounded, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that Wu Jun was right.
Wu Jun sat down in front of the computer and began to fill in the form. At the same time, he called Jiang Yuan to come over and take a look.
Today's injury appraisal certificates are printed on a computer and then stamped.
Wu Jun filled in the name, age, ID card and other information of the injured person in several blank columns. Finally, in the box of appraisal opinions, he wrote, "In summary, the injury of the appraiser Li Bingxiu was assessed as minor injury level two." ".
When the printer starts working, the first half of the injury assessment is over.
Jiang Yuan ended his thinking at this time and asked: "So, where should we fight?"
"What?" Wu Jun is old and his brain can no longer keep up with Jiang Yuan's movements.
"So, when fighting, where do you hit and take advantage when doing injury assessment?" Jiang Yuan summarized the problem.
Wu Jun didn't think much and said: "It's the thicker parts, like the belly, buttocks and so on."
"Isn't that like fighting with children?" Jiang Yuan shook his head: "Most people don't fight like this, right?"
"Then... if you want to distinguish yourself from children." Wu Jun thought seriously for a moment and said: "Then find a way to control the other person's body. You can use one arm to sandwich the other person between the thigh and elbow, and then Spanking.”
"That's not a child's trick...oh..." Jiang Yuan suddenly reacted and couldn't help but give Wu Jun a thumbs up.
Boom, boom, boom!
A policeman led the people in and said hello: "Forensic Doctor Wu, there is someone here to assess the injury."
"Oh." Wu Jun was about to go back, but he could only sit back and let people come in.
"It was said to be a traffic accident. Just take a look. I'm going back." The policeman waved his hand and turned away.
A man in his fifties or sixties came in. He looked around first, then held on to the table and said, "I was hit by someone, and they don't give me money. Are they looking for you?"
"We only do injury assessment, which is to see the extent of your injuries. You fill in the information first." Wu Jun explained briefly.
The man was cursing and filling in something. As he was filling it in, he yelled, "I was hit by a car. I feel dizzy. My head still hurts. It hurts so much that I can't sleep at night."
"Head. Let me see where it is." Wu Jun waited for him to finish filling out the information, put on his gloves and stood up.
"Right here. Right here." The man pointed to his forehead.
"Well, sit still and don't move." Wu Jun held his head with his hand, looked around, then applied pressure, and said: "There is no trauma, no swelling..."
The man stood up with a cry and said: "Such a big car hit me directly. Can it be uninjured? Can it be uninjured? I am in so much pain that I can't sleep at night."
"Our forensic doctors can only assess objective injuries, which are similar to trauma. If you say you have a headache or feel dizzy, these are subjective feelings and cannot be used to judge the severity of the injury." Wu Jun said nicely. Explained in slang.
The man frowned and said, "It has to be a wound, right?"
"That's about it." Wu Jun saw that the other party was slightly agitated, so he stood up and said, "Let me check your eardrums to see if there is any problem."
"Okay." The man sat upright quickly.
Wu Jun took out the ear speculum and leaned over to look at the man's ear canal for a while.
"The eardrum is intact and not injured." Wu Jun said truthfully.
The man stared at Wu Jun, frowned, stood up with a sigh, and went out.
Wu Jun was a little worried when he saw this, so he pulled Jiang Yuan and followed him out, staying far behind.
After walking only a few dozen steps, before leaving the annex building, I saw the man jogging for two steps, and then he hit the wall with a bang.
There was a crashing sound. The man held the wall with both hands and hit the wall three times, and blood started to flow from his forehead.
These four collisions made the man dizzy. Jiang Yuan and Wu Jun were also dizzy and couldn't help themselves.
"Trauma? It's not easy to get trauma!" the man muttered, staggering towards the injury assessment room.
He lowered his head and covered his forehead with his hands, his steps were frivolous and his mood was high.
Walking to Jiang Yuan and Wu Jun who were stunned, he reached out and pulled them.
"That..." Wu Jun grabbed his hand, but didn't know what to say.
The two looked at each other, Wu Jun's eyes were full of wonder, and the expression of the man opposite him changed again and again.
Everyone was a little embarrassed.
"Okay, I'm going back." The man who had just broken his forehead finally managed to bear everything.
Jiang Yuan, who had just returned from Changyang City and was suspected to be at the peak of his mental state, suddenly took the man's other hand and said enthusiastically: "You're here, let's take a drug test before going back."