Mrs. Wen said in the tone of a mother who feels sorry for her daughter.
If Li Mingxi continues to be unyielding, I am afraid that he is both right and wrong.
After all, she prevented a patient from resting and ignored a mother's pleas.
Wen Ning also said weakly: "Sister Mingxi, it's all my fault. I won't pursue this matter. I know you didn't do that. I...I believe you didn't mean to harm me."
When she said this, not only did she fail to clear Li Mingxi's innocence, but it seemed to further solidify Li Mingxi's guilt.
A good move to turn retreat into advance!
Xiao Lang frowned coldly. He had to find a way to find out the truth. He couldn't let Li Mingxi be framed like this.
Otherwise, who would dare to seek medical treatment from her in the future?
The reputation she had built so hard was ruined.
Ignoring Wen Ning's words, Li Mingxi smiled and said: "Mrs. Wen, you are right, Miss Wen needs to rest. However, I want to confirm one thing, and I hope you can agree."
Mrs. Wen asked doubtfully: "What do you want to confirm?"
Li Mingxi didn't speak. She walked to the bed, wrapped it in a tissue, and picked up the infusion tube.
"Whether Miss Wen did anything of her own, you will know if you have her fingerprints identified. If there are Miss Wen's fingerprints on it, then the truth is that Miss Wen deliberately speeded up the dripping to frame me."
When Li Mingxi said this, he did not forget to observe Wen Ning's expression.
After hearing her words, the corners of Wen Ning's mouth curved almost imperceptibly.
After suffering the loss of fingerprints last time, did Li Mingxi think she would still be that stupid?
Mrs. Wen subconsciously asked, "What if there are no Ning'er's fingerprints on it?"
Xiao Lang spoke for Li Mingxi: "If there are no fingerprints of Miss Wen on it, then there are no fingerprints of my wife. There is only one truth. Someone wiped off the fingerprints, so no one's fingerprints were left."
Xiao Lang firmly believed that Li Mingxi was innocent.
Wen Ning's eyes glazed over, how could she forget this...
The nurse said weakly: "When I came in, the drip was almost finished. I pulled out the needle directly, and there was no fingerprint of mine on it."
Mrs. Wen was very smart. She said with a cold face, "It's not excluded, Mingxi, you wiped off your fingerprints yourself! If you have the intention to harm my daughter like this, you will definitely wipe it off!"
Li Mingxi nodded: "What Mrs. Wen said makes sense. However, I think there must be my fingerprints on the intravenous drip bag. I want to wipe it off. Why not make it cleaner?"
Also, you all know that I gave Wen Ning the intravenous drip. Wouldn’t it be unnecessary for me to wipe off my fingerprints?
What can I cover up that I didn’t do myself?
But I did it myself, so there is no way to cover it up.
To cover up the evidence that I deliberately murdered Wen Ning?
Wouldn't it be easier for me to expose myself by trying to conceal myself? I, Li Mingxi, am not a fool until today. I can't do such a stupid thing, right?
It can only show that some people are smart but are misled by their cleverness.”
Li Mingxi looked at Wen Ning and asked with a slight smile: "Is my analysis correct?"
Wen Ning placed his hand under the quilt and squeezed it tightly.
Mrs. Wen continued to help Wen Ning bravely: "Mingxi, I don't rule out that you deliberately misled everyone like this. And Ning'er has never known about fingerprints. How could she have thought about fingerprints? Only a doctor would know."
Li Mingxi really sneered.
She threw away the infusion tube and said rudely: "Last time, Ms. Wen sent a courier to my husband, in order to sow discord between our husband and wife.