This wasn’t Unit 701’s own hospital, but the county People’s Hospital. Our hospital didn’t have an obstetrics and gynaecology unit, so any problem of that nature had to go to the county hospital for treatment. Our office was in contact with their obstetrics and gynaecology unit, so that any women comrades who had to go there would be guaranteed the very best treatment. That day when Huang Yiyi went to the county People’s Hospital for an abortion, the office arranged for her to be accompanied by a comrade with particularly good contacts at the hospital, so it goes without saying that she was treated well. Someone met her at the door, the operation was performed in the best theatre by the most experienced doctor, and the whole thing went without the slightest hitch. After the abortion, they put her in a single room to rest, and gave her a cup of sweet tea. Everyone did their very best, and they deserve only praise. Perhaps God wanted her to feel looked after in the moments before she died.

Having rested for about an hour, she started to feel better. It was already eleven o’clock, and seeing that time was getting on, she told Zhang Guoqing to collect her things and get ready to go while she went to the lavatory. She went in and didn’t come out, until the people waiting outside decided that something must be wrong and went in to look for her. She was half lying, half seated on the floor, and they could not wake her up. To begin with they thought it was an ordinary faint, but as her pulse got weaker and weaker they realized that it couldn’t be. In fact when they found her she was already past human aid.

It was a cerebral haemorrhage.

When she fell, she hit the back of her head on a bend in the pipework in the corner, which caused the haemorrhage.