Feng Qingchen was not a person without winks. She knew that Xie Sandong was serious. She shrugged indifferently, stood up straight and said calmly: "Take me to the scene. Since you're here, I don't care whether I can help or not."
If you can help me, I have to take a look."
While speaking, Feng Qingchen did not forget to throw a look at Mr. Wei, wanting to take advantage of me? He looked like I was dreaming.
A chill ran through his body, and the new Lord Yiwei opened his eyes in disbelief.
Did Feng Qingchen actually see his intention?
Master Wei touched the cold sweat on his forehead and secretly regretted in his heart. If he had known that Feng Qingchen was so difficult to deceive, he should have been more polite to her just now, held her up a little higher, and let her ride a tiger that was hard to get off.
Fortunately, most of the people who serve as officials are thick-faced and evil-hearted, and their reputation and conscience were bitten by dogs hundreds of years ago.
Lord Wei Xueliangwei immediately put away his dark face and walked towards Feng Qingchen with a smile: "Miss Feng, thank you very much for your help. I have heard about Miss Feng's treatment of Second Young Master Su. I cannot allow it today."
Mr. Xie and Mr. Wang are disappointed."
"Master Wei has said before, Qingchen doesn't have that ability." Feng Qingchen said with a smile as he walked.
"Hahaha, Miss Feng, please don't be so modest. I understand Miss Feng's ability. I just spoke a little more harshly because I was worried about a murder case." Mr. Wei laughed and laughed. Just as he was about to say a few more words, he had arrived in the inner room.
When he stepped into the room, the smell of blood hit his nostrils. He lowered his head and saw a woman fainting on the ground, her white clothes stained with blood.
The case is being tried right here in this room.
This Xie Mansion is too arrogant.
Feng Qingchen shook his head.
The privileged class is really enviable and jealous.
Also, the scene was well protected. It looked like these people were really determined to wait for her.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
As soon as the middle-aged man came, I immediately fell in love with him.
It turned out that the middle-aged man who humiliated Feng Qingchen with generous gifts was the second master of the Xie family, a side wife, and his status was not as high as that of Xie San.
"Okay, don't cry. Miss Feng is here. With her ability, she will definitely get to the bottom of it." Mr. Xie twitched his lips lightly, with a sarcastic look on his face.
If Lord Wei hadn't praised Feng Qingchen so much, Xie Qi and Wang San wouldn't have invited him in person.
Of course, he knew very well that Xie San and Wang Qi went to invite Feng Qingchen mainly to please the royal family.
The Wang Xie family is a big family, and of course they won't play dirty tricks. But as long as Feng Qingchen makes a mistake, they can use it as a crime and put her in prison, preferably until death.
Of course, if Feng Qingchen was really capable, the Wang and Xie families would not do anything to her.
It's a pity that a woman like Feng Qingchen can stand up to the sky no matter how capable she is?
This is a big family, and even a dead person can be used without mercy. Today's matter is no longer just a matter for the second wife, and he has no right to interfere.
"I don't have it, sir, I don't have it anymore..." The tortured woman was lying on the ground, wailing in a low voice.
Feng Qingchen heard this and felt sad in his heart.
Women in this era are really pitiful. Not only do they have to smile and watch their husbands have sex with other women, they also have to accept the children their husbands have with other people. Once something happens to that child, they become the object of suspicion.
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Feng Qingchen closed her eyes silently and told herself.
Now that I'm here, I have to do something, even if it's for the dying woman who insists on her innocence.
Women, why bother women!
When she was in medical school, she also attended several forensic courses, which might come in handy today.
"Give way."
Now that he decided to intervene, Feng Qingchen had no dissatisfaction. After all, working with emotions was a taboo for doctors.
Feng Qingchen pushed everyone away with a serious face and walked towards the small bed.
The baby's crib is made of gold and silver, which is very rich. The wealth of the Xie family is really unimaginable.
On the bed, the pink baby had a bruised face and stiff body.
Feng Qingchen's eyes were slightly sour, and then his face became expressionless again.
Xie San and Wang Qi shook their heads.
This Feng Qingchen is really cold-blooded.
When they saw such a young child die tragically, they couldn't help but feel heartbroken, but Feng Qingchen didn't even frown.
Feng Qingchen didn't care what others thought of her. When she entered a working situation, she would automatically ignore the people around her.
Feng Qingchen took out the small bag tied to his feet, ignoring everyone's surprise and confusion, and laid out a row of stainless steel knives, tweezers, medical cotton, small bottles of potions, and bandages one by one.
Ahem...
Do not misunderstand.
I put these out not because I need them all, but to make myself look more mysterious and professional.
There are some things you can do with modern medical skills and some things you can't. When you put these special tools on display, no one will call you a witch, they will only call you mysterious.
At this time, as long as she doesn't open her body and get stitches, no one will suspect her.
And if one day, she becomes famous all over the world, then she will no longer worry about it.
Because when you reach a height that no one can reach, you can display even the most evil things.
At that time, no one would call you a monster, they would just call you a god.
This is human nature.
Sure enough, Feng Qingchen took the time to glance at everyone and found that everyone looked at her differently, but...
The concubine with the dead child seemed to freeze for a moment, and her voice was a little wrong, as if she was howling, which is generally called fake crying.
There's something fishy about it.
Feng Qingchen had a sudden thought in her heart.
This woman wouldn't be like Wu Zetian, who killed her son with her own hands in order to win favor, right?
Thinking of this, Feng Qingchen felt her hands and feet feel cold.
If this is the case, then she really feels sad for this child, who was reborn in the womb of a vicious woman.
Breathing... taking a breath, Feng Qingchen began to give herself hints.
Feng Qingchen, you are a doctor and a professional. Don't let your personal feelings affect your judgment. What you have to do now is to concentrate on the examination.
After rubbing her hands together and waiting for the blood to recover and her fingers to become moderately soft, Feng Qingchen put on medical gloves and a mask and began to examine the child's body.
The child's body was cold and stiff, and the color on his face proved that he died of suffocation. There were several bruises on his arms. Judging from the color of the marks, they should have been left there after death.
Feng Qingchen inspected it very carefully, and everyone was too angry and didn't dare to reveal it.
Xie San and Wang Qi couldn't help but wonder, is Feng Qingchen really capable?
If they are really capable, they won't play dirty tricks. Everyone should just meet each other so that they can meet each other easily in the future.
Feng Qingchen was unaware of the psychological changes of these two noble gentlemen. All her thoughts were focused on the corpse of Ying Qian.
"Huh?" Feng Qingchen looked at the child's nails and saw a few cotton threads, picked up the tweezers and carefully picked them up.
"What's the use of this?" Xie San asked.
In fact, he had wanted to ask for a long time.
Feng Qingchen's actions were incomprehensible.
Is it necessary to be so careful during an autopsy?
Those works don't seem to be like this.
Feng Qingchen turned around and glanced at Xie San calmly without saying anything.
That look seemed to say: Could you please stop asking such idiotic questions?
Turning his head, Feng Qingchen picked out the cotton threads from his nails one by one and placed them on a small piece of black cloth.
Xie San got a cold stare, but for some reason, he didn't get angry.
There was nothing I could do about it. Feng Qingchen at this time gave off a very sacred and authoritative feeling, making people involuntarily convinced.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Qingchen's small tweezers came to the child's nasal cavity. As if he had known it for a long time, he also picked out a few cotton threads in the child's nasal cavity, which were the same as those in the fingernails.
"Huh? Why is there something in the nose? What's the use of it?"