Chapter 62

"Minor injury, second degree."

The conclusion Wu Jun gave was exactly the same as what Jiang Yuan had guessed.

This is a very straightforward judgment; regardless of where the person's hairline used to be, you can't find it now anyway.

Since you can't find it, you can only follow the standard three-part division—shaving the head bald is useless; the hairline still exists.

"You guys come back later to pick up the report. It won't be ready today." Wu Jun pointed outside the window and said, "Come directly here tomorrow and just call the number on the wall."

"Okay." The injured person agreed.

The injured person's mother still seemed somewhat unwilling and said, "Minor injury, first degree is more serious than second degree, right? Can it be rated as first degree?"

"It can't be rated as such." Wu Jun pointed to the injury and said, "It just barely meets the standard for a second-degree minor injury. If you feel it's inappropriate, go to the city and have another one done."

"His head was cracked open; you didn't see what it looked like at the time, blood was flowing all over the ground." The injured person's mother said, taking out her phone, wanting to show Wu Jun the videos and pictures.

"In the standards for injury assessment, we mainly look at the area and severity of the injury; the amount of bleeding is not taken into consideration. Moreover, the difference between first-degree and second-degree minor injuries isn't that significant in court; it still depends on the circumstances. Showing these videos and pictures to the investigating police officer or the prosecutor would be more useful than showing them to us." Wu Jun persuaded them to leave with a lot of effort.

Once they were far away, Wu Jun let out a sigh, turned his head, and taught Jiang Yuan, who hadn't spoken the whole time: "Look at me just now; your attitude can be firm, but your tone should be softer. When it involves injury assessment, it's a big deal for ordinary families, and many people are anxious and hot-headed."

Jiang Yuan understood and said, "Those who come for injury assessment are in cases that haven't ended yet; many people might already be full of pent-up anger they want to vent."

"Right, that's exactly how it is." Wu Jun slapped his thigh and said, "As forensic doctors, we can be tough when performing autopsies, but when doing injury assessments, we have to know a bit about human relations."

Jiang Yuan laughed and said, "So, the doctor-patient relationship for forensic doctors isn't simple either."

"Those who only do pathology have it simpler, but in our small county, we don't have that luxury." Wu Jun tapped the table twice and said, "Besides, the people you meet doing injury assessments are much more complicated than the patients doctors encounter. You have to know, when a patient says they'll beat a doctor, it might just be a threat, but those doing injury assessments have all just participated in a fight."

"They could also be the ones who were beaten," Jiang Yuan said.

"At the very least, their courage has grown, and they've learned a bit of forensic clinical medicine; they all know where to hit you."

Jiang Yuan was speechless, but upon closer thought, he felt Wu Jun was right.

Wu Jun sat down at the computer himself, started filling out the form, and called Jiang Yuan over to watch.

Nowadays, injury assessment reports are all printed by computer and then stamped.

Wu Jun filled in the injured person's name, age, ID number, and other information in several blank fields, and finally, in the box for the assessment opinion, wrote: "In summary, the injury of the person assessed, Li Bingxiu, is determined to be a minor injury of the second degree."

Once the printer started working with a whir, the first half of the injury assessment was finished.

Jiang Yuan stopped thinking at this moment and asked, "So, where should one hit?"

"What?" Wu Jun was older, and his brain couldn't keep up with Jiang Yuan's shifts.

"So, when fighting, where should you hit to have an advantage during the injury assessment?" Jiang Yuan summarized the question.

Wu Jun didn't think much and said, "Thick-fleshed places, like the stomach or the butt."

"Isn't that the same as fighting with children?" Jiang Yuan shook his head. "Ordinary people wouldn't fight like that, would they?"

"Well... if you want to distinguish it 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 clamp the other person between your thigh and elbow, and then hit their butt."

"That's still a child's tactic... oh..." Jiang Yuan suddenly realized and couldn't help but give Wu Jun a thumbs up.

Thump, thump, thump!

A police officer led someone in and greeted, "Wu Wu Fa Yi Wu, someone is here for an injury assessment."

"Oh." Wu Jun was just about to go back, but had to sit back down and let the person in.

"They say it's a traffic accident, you guys take a look, I'm going back." The police officer waved his hand and turned to leave.

A man of about fifty or sixty years old entered the door, looked left and right, then leaned on the table and said, "I was hit by someone, they won't pay, should I come to you guys?"

"We only do injury assessments, which is to look at the severity of your injury; you fill out the information first." Wu Jun explained briefly.

The man cursed while filling out the form, shouting, "I was hit by a car, I'm so dizzy, my head hurts, and it hurts so much at night I can't sleep."

"The head, huh. Which part? Let me see." 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 with his finger.

"Okay, sit still." Wu Jun supported his head with his hand, looked left and right, then pressed on it, saying, "No external injury, no swelling..."

The man stood up with a "whoosh" and said, "Such a big car hit me directly, can there be no injury? Can I not be hurt? It hurts so much at night I can't sleep."

"We forensic doctors only assess objective injuries, which are things like external wounds. You saying your head hurts or you feel dizzy are subjective feelings and cannot be used to judge the injury." Wu Jun explained kindly.

The man frowned and said, "So it only counts if there's a wound, right?"

"That's about the size of it." Wu Jun saw the other party's emotions were slightly agitated, so he stood up and said, "Let me check your eardrum to see if there's a problem."

"Okay." The man quickly sat up straight.

Wu Jun took an otoscope and leaned over to look at the man's ear canal for a while.

"The eardrum is intact, no injury." Wu Jun said truthfully.

The man stared at Wu Jun, frowned, stood up with a "whoosh," and walked out the door.

Seeing this, Wu Jun was a bit worried, grabbed Jiang Yuan, and followed him out, trailing far behind.

After walking only a few dozen steps, before even leaving the annex building area, they saw the man jog two steps, then charge at the wall and hit it with a "thump."

The impact made a sound; the man leaned against the wall with both hands and hit the wall three more times with force. Blood immediately flowed down from his forehead.

These four impacts left the man dizzy and disoriented, and the sight left Jiang Yuan and Wu Jun dizzy and disoriented as well, unable to call out in time.

"You want an external wound? That's easy!" The man muttered to himself, staggering toward the injury assessment room.

He kept his head low, covering his forehead with his hand, his steps unsteady, his emotions agitated.

When he walked past the stunned Jiang Yuan and Wu Jun, he even reached out and pushed them aside.

"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 amazement, while the expression on the man's face changed again and again.

Everyone was a bit embarrassed.

"Fine, I'm going back." The man who had just cracked his forehead ultimately bore it all.

Jiang Yuan, who had just returned from Changyang City and suspected his mental state was at its peak, suddenly grabbed the man's other hand and said enthusiastically, "Since you're already here, let's do a drug test before you go back."