Ahhhh, the shrill and sharp screams resounded from the sky, frightening away the birds staying in the forest.
On the official road, the first people to stop on the road were Mrs. Ding and her entourage. They trembled when they heard the screams coming from far away.
"What's wrong?" Mrs. Ding frowned, her face was full of fatigue, and she was playing rosary beads in her hand.
A servant woman went to inquire, and the manager of the Ding family came over and replied: "The ones following us are the Xie Xiucai and his party from yesterday. This cry must have come from them. Madam, do you think?"
Mrs. Ding pursed her lips and said, "Send someone to go see what's going on. Let's continue moving forward."
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Ding Suman looked at his grandmother and asked: "Grandma, can we help if we stop and see them?"
Mrs. Ding glanced at her and said, "We don't have a doctor with us on this trip, what can we do for you? Let's go."
It's just a scholar and a merchant girl. If she hadn't seen Qi Qian at the inn yesterday, she wouldn't have come forward to deal with them. They weren't worth it.
In particular, this interaction not only failed to leave a good impression on Qi Qian, but also made him use words to express his feelings, which made him lose his good impression.
It's like stealing the chicken but losing the rice. It's a loss.
Mrs. Ding looked worried, closing her eyes and picking the rosary beads quickly. Seeing this, Ding Suman did not dare to say anything, but just glanced back.
But on Zhou's side, when she saw Xie Qikang suddenly collapsed in front of her and took his last breath, she screamed in horror, rolled down from the carriage, and shouted for help.
The Zhou family's team was in chaos.
Qi Qian and his party came slowly, and Mrs. Zhou was reminded. She turned around and stumbled towards Qi Qian and his party. She knelt down in front of the team and shouted to the little doctor for help.
Qin Liuxi opened the curtain and looked out.
Her eyesight was very good, and she could already tell that Zhou's face had changed. There was a new funeral in the family, and she looked at their carriage from a distance. Ling Rong stood there holding her son in her arms, staring into the carriage, and she understood.
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"Then Xie Qikang is dead, and the case against him needs to be investigated, but he will die without any evidence." Qin Liuxi said to Qi Qian, with a rather gloating tone.
Qi Qian looked ugly.
Qin Liuxi got off the carriage, raised his hand, and Huolang and others let him go. Then Mrs. Zhou got up from the ground and rushed over: "Doctor, help, my husband..."
"The doctor only saved people, but couldn't save lives. He died." Qin Liuxi said calmly.
Zhou's body stiffened and her lips moved.
Before she could say anything, there was the sound of rapid hoofbeats again, and several fast horses came running. The yamen servant wearing a black yamen uniform with a red belt first came to Huolang and held his hands in front of him. He followed the instructions and looked at Zhou and his party.
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"Where is Xie Qikang from Huixian County? We have received a report and it is suspected that Xie Qikang is involved in several human life lawsuits. He needs to come back with us for a thorough investigation."
It seemed as if fireworks were exploding in Zhou's head, and he subconsciously looked at his carriage.
The door of the carriage was open, and Xie Qikang fell on the side of the carriage, facing the door and everyone, his eyes wide open in fear, and he could not close his eyes.
Qi Qian looked at Qin Liuxi, his eyes somewhat unpredictable and profound.
The guards sent by the Ding family watched the whole process, swallowed their saliva, left quietly, and caught up with the convoy to report back.
After hearing this, Mrs. Ding pulled hard, and the beads broke. The beads were scattered in the carriage. Her eyes were a little horrified. Actually, she really couldn't survive more than three days?
Ding Suman's face also turned pale, and she spoke tremblingly: "Grandma, grandma..."
That young man clearly approved the results without diagnosing the man's pulse. What does this mean?
