Wei Zi turned her head, looked left and right, and finally lowered her head and ate obediently.
After eating more or less, Wei Zi burped after finishing the coconut milk rock sugar bird's nest with Feng Weihuan staring at her.
Fortunately, I didn't want to vomit.
Only then did Feng Weihuan retract his eager eyes.
Feng Shui stood up and stretched out his hand: "Walk around twice to eliminate food."
Wei Zi feels like the Queen Mother Lafayette.
As the three of them walked around the yard, Wei Zi asked Feng Shui: "If you live in the Imperial College next door and someone enters the dormitory of the medical school at night, will you be discovered?"
Feng Shui replied to her: "It depends on who comes in. Those who don't know kung fu or are ordinary thieves will definitely notice it. But if the other person's kung fu is not inferior to mine and he hides his aura, I probably won't be able to detect it."
Wei Zi frowned and said: "Feng Hong led people to the Guozi Supervisory Academy next door. If you go by what you said, there were only two situations last night: either no one came in, or the person who came in was a master, otherwise they would not have noticed it.
"
Feng Weihuan only knew that a female student died in the medical school. She didn't know exactly what happened, but after hearing Wei Zi's words at this time, she couldn't help but ask: "Sister-in-law, do you suspect that she was murdered?"
Wei Zi nodded: "The deceased's name is Sun He, and she is only sixteen years old. Every student who enters medical school has undergone a physical examination. At such a young age, the probability of death from sudden illness is really low. I think this is weird.
..."
Before Wei Zi could finish her words, she heard a scream from in front of her.
Her expression changed: "Go over and take a look."
Feng Shui quickly and carefully helped her.
It turned out that Sun He's mother, Mrs. Sun, arrived and saw her daughter's body with her own eyes. Mrs. Sun couldn't bear it and fainted.
Wei Zi sighed silently in his heart.
She generally understood Sun's mood.
In modern times, her parents died in a plane crash. She also felt that the sky was falling apart and the world was in ruins.
People with children present also had very heavy expressions.
Doctor Jiang and Doctor Gu gave Mrs. Sun some medicine, and Mrs. Sun slowly woke up, but as soon as she regained consciousness, her emotions became aroused.
She was not noisy, but she was shaking all over and holding back her grief and sobs. It was obvious that she was an educated woman.
Doctor Jiang patted her back gently and said comfortingly: "Don't hold it back, just cry if you want. Crying will make you feel better..."
Sun's crying became louder.
Mr. Luo walked up to Wei Zi and whispered: "Looking like this, it's not suitable to ask questions at the moment."
Wei Zi sighed softly: "The deceased has passed away. The living must live well and give the mother of the deceased some time."
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Sun pulled Dr. Jiang's sleeve and cried sadly: "How did He'er die? She, she was always in good health, how could...how could-"
Imperial Physician Jiang could only reply truthfully: "After preliminary examination by Dali Temple monks, Sun He died of some sudden illness..."
But Mrs. Sun denied it flatly: "It's impossible, He'er is not sick! Was she, was she harmed by someone?"
Doctor Jiang couldn't help but glance at Wei Zi.
Wei Zi came over. Feng Shui moved a chair and helped Wei Zi sit down opposite Sun.
Wei Zi and Sun's eyes were level, and she said, "Ms. Sun, I am the dean of the medical school and the imperial physician of the imperial hospital. My surname is Wei."
