Text Chapter 339: Rebellious Son and Killing Father
Seeing that the situation was almost under control, Qin Haodong stepped towards the crystal coffin.
"What are you going to do?"
Yang Baozhong opened his arms to block Qin Haodong.
"I want to see the deceased and determine how he died. If he really died from taking precious blood pills, I will give him a life."
Yang Baozhong shouted: "Do you need to say this? My father just bought the precious blood pills from you this morning and died after eating them when he came home. It must be you, a quack doctor, who cured people to death."
Qin Haodong said coldly: "Since you are so sure, what does it matter if you let me take a look?"
"He is buried in peace. My father is dead, so why are you looking at him?"
"Do you really want to be laid to rest? If so, you wouldn't have brought him to me!" Qin Haodong said, "Since you are so sure that my precious blood pill killed your father, let me take a look.
What does it have to do with it? Do you have some shady tricks here?"
"Yes, is there some shameful deed..."
"I don't even dare to let Dr. Qin take a look, maybe he will be another cheater..."
"He has a guilty conscience. I think this guy is afraid that Doctor Qin will find out something..."
Hearing this, Ma Sanbao and others started shouting.
At this time, Yang Baolian, who had been silent until now, spoke up, "Brother, just let him take a look, so that they won't admit it..."
"I..." Seeing that there was no way to stop it, Yang Baozhong said helplessly, "Well, just watch and don't take too long."
Qin Haodong came to the crystal coffin, raised his hand and patted it gently, pushing open the coffin lid, exposing Yang Sanqiang's body to the air.
He first stretched out his hand and put it on Yang Sanqiang's wrist. Yang Baozhong said next to him: "You are pretending to be a ghost, and everyone is dead. Why are you pretending to take a pulse!"
Qin Haodong ignored him and opened Yang Sanqiang's eyelids to take a look. He reached out and pressed a few times on his neck and heart, and frowned. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and tore Yang Sanqiang's shirt open with a stabbing sound.
Yang Baozhong seemed startled by this action and shouted from the side: "What are you doing? My father is dead, why are you taking off his clothes?"
Qin Haodong threw the torn clothes aside, pointed at Yang Sanqiang and asked, "What are the injuries on the deceased's body?"
Everyone looked along his fingers and saw several scratches on Yang Sanqiang's chest and bruises of varying degrees on his left and right arms.
Yang Baozhong licked his lips and said nervously: "How do I know? It may have been my father who fell. My father has been very weak since he got sick. A fall is nothing..."
Qin Haodong looked at him with cold eyes and said, "Didn't you say you didn't know? Why did you say that your father fell? Do you know or don't know?"
Yang Baozhong hesitated and said: "I...I guess he just fell..."
Qin Haodong asked Yang Baolian next to him: "Do you know what's going on?"
Yang Baolian said with some surprise: "I don't know, it's hot these days, and my dad is often shirtless, but I don't see any scars!"
Qin Haodong's eyes returned to Yang Baozhong, pointed at Yang Sanqiang and said: "You said that the deceased was injured by a fall, but this was not an injury at all.
If a person fell down normally, the first injuries would be to the forehead, elbows, and jaw. But now these parts of the deceased were intact, and the injuries were to the chest and arms. These were obviously injuries sustained during a fight with someone.
"
Yang Baozhong said: "You...what are you talking nonsense about? How could my father fight with others?"
Yang Baolian also said: "Yes, this is impossible. My father has a good temper and never fights with others. Besides, he is a patient now. How can he start a fight with others?"
"Having a good temper doesn't mean that he doesn't resist when others feed him poison." Qin Haodong turned his head fiercely to look at Yang Baozhong and said angrily, "Your father didn't die from taking precious blood pills at all, but was poisoned by you, a traitor like you, with poison."
Dead."
As soon as these words came out, the crowd was in an uproar.
"Is it possible? This man may be the biological son of the deceased. Would he really kill his own father?"
"I'm just telling you, the Precious Blood Pill has cured so many of us, and no one is fine. How could he die after taking it? It turns out he was poisoned to death by his own son!"
"You are really worse than a beast. You actually poisoned your own father to death!"
Yang Baozhong's face was full of astonishment at first, and then he shouted loudly: Nonsense, you, a quack doctor, just to evade responsibility, you even put a shit basin on me, how could I poison my father..."
Yang Baolian also said: "Dr. Qin, I have heard of your name, and I have admired you very much in the past, but you can't just say that my brother killed my father just to shirk responsibility."
Qin Haodong glanced at her and said, "If I guess correctly, you weren't around when your father died."
Yang Baolian was slightly startled and said: "That's right, after my father took the Precious Blood Pills and checked that everything was normal, he wanted to eat soy milk and fried dough sticks after he got home, so I went to the street corner to buy them for him, but when I got home, I found that he was no longer breathing.
."
Qin Haodong said: "That's right, your brother poisoned your father while you were away. Originally, your brother put the poison in the water and wanted to trick your father into drinking it, but your father just waited to drink it.
Soy milk, no water.
Your brother was afraid that things would be exposed when you came back, so he forcefully poured it into him, so you have these scars on your body from the fight."
"You...you..." Yang Baozhong looked at Qin Haodong with horrified eyes. He could never imagine that what Qin Haodong guessed was exactly the same as what he did.
Yang Baolian turned to look at Yang Baozhong and asked in shock: "Brother, what are you talking about? It's not really the father you poisoned to death, right?"
Only then did Yang Baozhong come to his senses and shouted: "Sister, don't listen to this bastard's nonsense. He just wants to shirk responsibility and blame me. How could I poison our father to death!"
Yang Baolian looked at Qin Haodong and said: "Although my father is injured, although what you said seems a bit coincidental, I can't believe what you said anyway. It is not easy for my father to raise us two brothers and sisters. My brother is no matter what."
Nothing will poison him to death."
At this time, some people in the crowd also questioned:
"I don't think it's possible either. It's a bit confusing..."
"I guess he just wants to shirk responsibility. How could his own son kill his own father..."
Afterwards, Ma Sanbao and others immediately retorted, "You are talking nonsense. Doctor Qin is always very accurate in what he says. What he says must be true."
Qin Haodong ignored the arguments around him. He glanced at Yang Baozhong coldly, and then said to Yang Baolian: "You don't believe what I say, but you will believe what your father says, right?"
"My dad, my dad is dead, how can he speak?"
Yang Baolian said with a look of astonishment.
Yang Baozhong shouted: "You can see, this is a crazy man talking nonsense. My father has been killed by him, and he actually said that he should let my father speak."
Qin Haodong sneered: "You don't understand Chinese medicine, let me tell you a brief medical theory. In the final analysis, leukemia is a manifestation of blood poisoning, and the mechanism of Baoxue Pills to treat leukemia is to remove blood toxins. From another perspective, Baoxue Pills
Blood pills have detoxifying properties.”
After listening to Qin Haodong's words, Yang Baolian seemed thoughtful, and Yang Baozhong shouted: "Why are you telling me this? I only know that your medicine killed my father, and I don't want to know how it works."
Qin Haodong said: "I just want to tell you one thing," that is, the Precious Blood Pill has a certain detoxification function. For this reason, the poison you fed did not kill your father.
It put him into a state of suspended animation."
Yang Baozhong's face first showed panic, and then he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, you are deceiving me!"
"I don't need to lie to you, and you don't need to deny it. I'm going to wake your father up now and let's see what he says!"
Qin Haodong said that he took out the silver needle and was about to give it to Yang Sanqiang who was lying on the ground.
Yang Baozhong immediately stepped forward to stop him and shouted: "No, my father is dead. You can't hurt his body anymore."
Seeing his panicked expression, Ma Sanbao and others immediately shouted: "This is obviously a guilty conscience. This kid must have poisoned his father."
"That's right, look at his panicked look, it must have been him..."
"It is unjust to poison one's biological father with one's own hands..."
Yang Baolian looked at Yang Baozhong coldly and said, "Brother, you are not really guilty, are you?"
Yang Baozhong said with a stiff expression: "How is it possible! Sister, what are you talking about? How could I be guilty? I don't want this guy to hurt our father again."
"Then let Dr. Qin give it a try, just in case he can save dad!"
As she spoke, Yang Baolian pushed Yang Baozhong away, and then said to Qin Haodong: "Doctor Qin, as long as you can save my father's life, I, Yang Baolian, will do anything to repay you."
Qin Haodong nodded and stepped in front of Yang Sanqiang. He held the golden needle in his hand and shot it like lightning. In the blink of an eye, more than twenty golden needles penetrated the large acupuncture point on Yang Sanqiang's chest.
He had just seen that what Yang Sanqiang was poisoned was another kind of genetic toxin, but it was much more toxic than the one the man ate last time. This time he really wanted to poison Yang Sanqiang to death.
Fortunately, the Precious Blood Pills offset part of the toxicity, so Yang Sanqiang could not die immediately. However, if this state was not relieved as soon as possible, he would still die sooner or later. Fortunately, he met Qin Haodong.
Five minutes later, Qin Haodong took out the golden needle and slapped Yang Sanqiang on the lower abdomen.
With a "wow" sound, Yang Sanqiang opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of black water, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
"Dad, are you really okay?"
Yang Baolian cried with joy and rushed over to help Yang Sanqiang up.
"Alive, the dead are really alive..."
"It's amazing. It's amazing. Dr. Qin can really bring the dead back to life..."
"Of course, how else can I be called a medical saint? He can save the dead!"
The onlookers were excited for a while, but Yang Baozhong turned pale and his body began to tremble. He turned around and was about to run away, but was kicked back by the sharp sword that was already guarding him, and fell down in front of Yang Sanqiang with a thud.
When Yang Sanqiang saw Yang Baozhong, he immediately pointed at his nose and cursed: "Beast, you beast, I have raised you for so many years, and you actually fed me poison. Aren't you afraid of thunder?"
As soon as these words were spoken, it was equivalent to confirming Qin Haodong's speculation just now. It turned out that it was not Yang Sanqiang who was poisoned by Baoxue Pill, but his own biological son who poisoned him. Fortunately, he met Qin Haodong, otherwise the old man would really have been poisoned by this
The traitor was poisoned to death.
"I...I..." Yang Baozhong wanted to defend, but he couldn't say a complete sentence. He was nervous and scared, and his whole body was shaking into a ball.
"You bastard!" Yang Baolian slapped Yang Baozhong on the face, pointed at his nose and said angrily, "You can even do such a thing. Have you forgotten how dad raised us?"