"I'm very sorry. We have tried our best to investigate, but we can't find the cause of Miss Shen's illness at the moment." A female doctor replied apologetically.
Chen Xuan felt even more confused after hearing this. Could it be that Shen Binglan was not ill, but fainted for other reasons?
I remembered that since I received the inheritance of evil medicine, I have seen all kinds of strange people, practitioners, ancient warriors, Gu masters, head-dropping masters and other mysterious beings.
These strange people all have various evil methods, and perhaps among them there are methods to make people unconscious.
As for why Shen Binglan was the victim of the attack, Chen Xuan could make a rough guess without even thinking about it.
The first possibility is that the Shen Group has become so popular recently that it has become the business leader in the capital of Yundong Province, and Shen Binglan has also become the queen of business in the provincial capital.
The sudden appearance of such a dazzling star in the provincial capital has naturally harmed the interests of some people.
So some people used evil methods to harm Shen Binglan.
The second possibility is that Chen Xuan feels that someone wants to deal with him through Shen Binglan.
And the method used was something that Chen Xuan could not solve with medical skills.
"Chen Xuan, what's wrong with my cousin? Can't you check it out?" Zhang Zhicheng's eyes were red and she looked very worried.
If even Chen Xuan cannot revive Shen Binglan, Zhang Zhicheng feels that his cousin is in danger.
Although Chen Xuan was surprised in his heart, he still said calmly: "Zhicheng, don't worry too much. Although Binglan is unconscious, her life is not in danger for the time being. I will find a way to revive her soon."
"How can I help?" Zhang Zhicheng felt a little relieved after hearing what Chen Xuan said.
Chen Xuan pondered for a moment, then said, "You and Mi'er, think back. Has Binglan offended anyone recently?"
When Zhang Zhicheng and Xiangdiemi heard this, they looked at each other and began to think back.
Chen Xuan also replayed what he knew about Shen Binglan's recent situation over and over in his mind, trying to find out the key.
When the memory flashed back to the first day of the Lunar New Year, Chen Xuan suddenly had a thrill in his mind!
He remembered the strange expression on Mrs. Feng of Hongyuan Group standing behind Shen Binglan in the living room of the He family villa that day!
At that time, Chen Xuan felt that Mrs. Feng's expression made him very uncomfortable.
However, Mrs. Feng did not plot against Shen Binglan on the spot, so Chen Xuan let Mrs. Feng go.
Now thinking about it carefully, many details of Mrs. Feng's facial expressions and body movements that day appeared in Chen Xuan's mind.
For example, when Mrs. Feng saw him glaring over at her, she became very nervous and frightened, and lowered her head.
In addition, Mrs. Feng still held it tightly in her palms.
At that time, Chen Xuan thought that Mrs. Feng was very nervous, so she clenched her palms.
But looking back now, Mrs. Feng seemed to be holding something in her hand.
Thinking of this key point, Chen Xuan suspected that Shen Binglan's coma might have something to do with Mrs. Feng.
The top priority is to investigate Mrs. Feng immediately.
"Mi'er, I would like to trouble you to go to Mrs. Feng's residence to see if there is anything unusual about her, and then report it to me." Chen Xuan decided to let Xiang Diemi, a top female killer, go to investigate.
He himself stayed in the ward to look after Shen Binglan in case something unexpected happened to Shen Binglan.
Xiangdiemi nodded and said, "I will come back as soon as possible to report the results."
She also knew about Shen Binglan's situation and couldn't wait too long. The Bingshan CEO might die at any time.
"Be careful, Mrs. Feng has been in contact with an evil monk who possesses magical power before, and she may very well invite some evil figures." Chen Xuan warned.
Xiangdiemi chuckled and said, "Thank you, brother Chen Xuan, for your concern. I will not take action against Mrs. Feng rashly. I will only do pure investigation."
After finishing speaking, he walked out of the ward with a swaying waist.
Using Xiangdiemi's methods, she quickly learned the address of the Feng family's villa.
About forty minutes later, Xiangdiemi arrived near the Feng family villa.
It was nighttime at this time, and the sky was getting dark.
Xiangdiemi took off all her clothes in a dark corner where there was no one, and put on a black body-hugging jumpsuit, perfectly showing off her bulging front and back, hot and proud figure. At this time, she was a person who was about to sneak into the investigation.
Female detective.
After wrapping the clothes and hiding them, Xiangdiemi used her body movements as light as a butterfly to avoid the bodyguards, surveillance cameras and watchdogs of the Feng family villa. She went around to the back garden of the villa and then looked through the window into the living room of the villa.
I saw that the lights in the living room were not very bright, and the He family was having dinner on the dining table.
It was originally a very ordinary situation, but Xiangdiemi felt that there was something unusual about it.
Since Mrs. Feng's husband Feng Dongshan and son Feng Ruihang are dead, Mrs. Feng takes the seat at the dinner table.
The others should all be members of the Feng family whose status is inferior to Mrs. Feng's.
I saw Mrs. Feng looking at a maid and scolding in an unhappy tone: "Didn't I ask you to put an extra set of dishes and chopsticks? Why did you forget it again?"
"I'm sorry, ma'am, I'm going to prepare it now!" The maid was scolded and bowed her head repeatedly. She walked into the kitchen and took out a pair of small and cute dishes and chopsticks, which looked like they were used by a three or four-year-old child.
Then Mrs. Feng looked at a young man from the Feng family on her right: "Go and sit in another seat. From now on, no one is allowed to sit in the upper right seat!"
The young man quickly picked up the bowls and chopsticks and sat in the back.
The other Feng family elders and young people looked puzzled.
But Mrs. Feng was recently widowed and lost her son, so they did not dare to ask Mrs. Feng the reason for these actions.
When the maid placed the small bowls and chopsticks on the upper right table, a doting smile suddenly appeared on Mrs. Feng's face, and she placed a piece of meat in the small bowl on the upper right.
At the same time, he was still mumbling: "Eat, eat, you have worked hard today!"
This scene made the Feng family look at each other, and at the same time they felt a little cold in their backs.
The Xiangdiemi outside the window also felt chilly, but then I thought, Mrs. Feng vacated this seat and asked the maid to prepare an extra pair of dishes and chopsticks. Is it because she missed her dead son?
It's just that the set of bowls and chopsticks are too small, almost for babies. Feng Ruihang is a young man in his twenties.
Moreover, Mrs. Feng also said, "You worked hard today", which made Xiangdiemi even more puzzled.
Surprised, the S-class female killer continued to observe.
After Mrs. Feng filled the small bowl on the upper right with vegetables, she waved to a man in a black suit who looked like an assistant in the living room.
The man in a black suit trotted over, bowed slightly and asked, "What are your orders, madam?"
"Check to see what major news is happening in the Shen Group today." Mrs. Feng said in a cold voice.
The man in the black suit nodded and searched the Internet for news related to Shen Group on his tablet computer.
Three minutes later, the man in a black suit reported: "These are some business-related news. Madam, do you want to read it?"
"They're all commercial? How is that possible?" Mrs. Feng frowned immediately, as if she didn't believe it.
She grabbed the tablet and typed a keyword in the search bar of the website: "Shen Binglan's death."
However, the search results showed zero. Mrs. Feng threw the tablet back into the assistant's hand, and then looked at the empty space on the upper right.
