"Wait a minute!" Just as everyone hugged Feng Qingyang into the morgue, the little Duke of Hansen followed and shouted, "Duke Bilcan controls five percent of the national resources of Britain and is in a high position, so his body is not something anyone can touch!" We respect who you Huaxia people are looking for to do the autopsy, but at least let us know! ”

"Okay, let me introduce you, this is Dr. Fengqing Yangfeng, a leading figure in our Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine, with a chief physician's license, so if he makes a mistake, we Huaxia will bear the consequences!" It was Secretary Gu Tan Gu who came up to answer the phone.

For this little duke of Hansen, he has also done an investigation, the son of the Duke of Bilcan, the son of the Duke of Bilcan, otherwise where did he get the title of little duke.

In fact, the little duke is not a title, there is no such thing, but for the sake of Duke Bilcan, everyone has always called Hansen this kid.

This kid is idle on weekdays, and he doesn't even come back to his father's birthday party, and now that his father is dead, he puts on a cautious posture, which is not normal at first glance!

But this is the British's own business, and Secretary Gu is too lazy to ask.

"It's better to be like this, or we'll never give up!" Hansen snorted coldly, with a condescending posture.

But the tone softened a little, presumably still didn't remember where I had heard of Feng Qingyang.

Chinese traditional Chinese medicine master? Chief physician? He doesn't understand any of this, as long as it doesn't threaten him, it doesn't matter what kind of master he is, what kind of doctor he is!

"My first instinct tells me that Duke Bilcan did not die accidentally, but he killed him, and the murderer is this kid!" When everyone rumbled into the morgue together, Zheng Weiwei leaned into Murong Tianxin's ear and whispered.

"Don't talk nonsense. This kid seems to be the son of the Duke of Bilcan! Although Murong Tianxin was also suspicious, he booed Zheng Weiwei, the atmosphere here seemed to be more tense, if Zheng Weiwei made a conclusion without evidence, it would cause trouble for Feng Qingyang.

"That's not far from ten! The son killed Lao Tzu to rob property, there are more cases in this case! Zheng Weiwei said, and turned her head to look at Hansen, presumably to see what else she had discovered.

", Lao Tzu's property will belong to his son sooner or later, as for killing him and robbing him?" Murong Tianxin retorted casually. In fact, she also knows that there are many such cases, especially in rich families, but she is afraid that if she responds to Weiwei's little propacy, this prodigal girl will come to her heart, and then maybe she will arrest that Hansen on the spot and ask how it will end up then.

"You don't understand this, many people want Lao Tzu to die early, so that they can get the inheritance in advance. And if Lao Tzu is alive, he will always control them, and they can't do anything wrong, so most of them will have bad intentions! Zheng Weiwei explained matter-of-factly. There are too many reasons for this kind of case, such as the conspiracy between the son and Lao Tzu's little wife, and the daughter-in-law who had an affair with her father-in-law, so that her husband had to act in advance.

I agree with her. There is indeed something wrong with this yellow hair, and when I got closer, the exorcism bell rang. It shows that this man has a ghost in his heart! Without waiting for Murong Tianxin to answer, Xue'er on the side interjected.

The ghost exorcism bell is said to be a ghost exorcism weapon, in fact, it can not only predict and scare away ghosts, but also detect the yin energy in a certain area.

As soon as Xue'er spoke, Murong Tianxin and Zheng Weiwei immediately stopped arguing and looked at each other instead, obviously wondering, this arrogant guy is really strange today, first he suddenly stopped fighting against Feng Qingyang, and now he wants to mingle with them, is it lost and returned?

But after a while, Zheng Weiwei raised her willow eyebrows at Murong Tianxin, obviously wanting to say, look, even Xue'er said that she was reasonable.

"Comrade Qingyang, it's up to you!" Secretary Gu led Feng Qingyang directly into the morgue.

The morgue is large, but the actual morgue is not large, so it is not possible for everyone to go inside.

Of course, not letting everyone in is also to avoid business trips, and there are too many people in the morgue, which is inconvenient for Feng Qingyang to inspect, and second, it is not conducive to the preservation of the body.

Therefore, even Secretary Gu stopped, and as soon as Secretary Gu stopped, many people naturally stopped.

Only Murong Tianxin and the three girls followed in, they were Feng Qingyang's people, and no one dared to say anything when they went in.

The little Duke Hansen wanted to go in too, but probably couldn't stand the smell of the morgue, so he didn't take two steps before he turned back again, and took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and put it on his nose.

"What kind of natural death, this person was sealed by someone, so the internal organs dried up quickly, and it looks like a person who died of old age quickly!" As soon as she saw Bilcan's body, the grinning Cher made up her mind.

"What do you say, girl, do you have any basis for saying this?" These words undoubtedly stirred up a thousand waves with one stone, not only the laymen were stunned, but even the people who had done an autopsy on Duke Bilcan before were inexplicable, because although what Xue'er said was reasonable, they did not see the symptoms of exhaustion of internal organs from Duke Bilcan!

However, although everyone was skeptical, the voice was not very loud, mainly because Xue'er was brought by Feng Qingyang, and it depends on the owner to tick the hook, do they dare to yell at Xue'er?

"This ...... Are you right? "Cher scratches her head, basis? Can she say she could tell it at a glance? It must be the same as the last time in the Grass Valley, being regarded as a charlatan.

But in medical terms, she doesn't.

After all, she is a descendant of the Fu Sect, not a medical sect, and she can see the problem, but after all, she knows it but doesn't know the reason.

At this time, I could only ask Feng Qingyang for help, although I was very unhappy to beg him, who was she? The orthodox heir of the Xuanmen Fu Sect, the beloved disciple of the Fu King Zhang Zhenren, is quite prestigious in Kyushu City, and he still needs to ask for a decadent goods who are "not on the road"?

But no one but him seemed to be able to prove that she was right, because here the two of them were so high that they could see at a glance how the old straw beard died.

"No, this person obviously died of heart disorder, in today's words, he died of myocardial infarction!" Feng Qingyang replied with a smile.

"Myocardial infarction?" Hearing this, Xue'er was wide-eyed, Feng Qingyang actually said that what she said was wrong, really, she was obviously working against her!

The little family is angry, she is a girl's family, and she doesn't hold grudges against him, but he is a big man who actually holds a grudge and wants to do it against her.

The medical staff on the side also had straight eyes, as if they didn't believe their ears.

Myocardial? Isn't this, can they see myocardial infarction? Their medical skills are indeed not as good as Feng Qingyang, but if they can work in a provincial hospital, their medical skills will not be too bad, and they can't see any incurable diseases, but the normal cause can still be easily judged.

Is it because so many of them have made a mistake in judgment, or is it a mistake in the judgment of Feng Qingyang alone?

They are a little confused, the possibility of so many of them making a mistake in judgment is very low, Feng Qingyang is a master of traditional Chinese medicine, and the possibility of a mistake in judgment is not great!

Of course, some people have begun to question Feng Qingyang, this guy is a bit, is this guy a generation of famous doctors Feng Qingyang!

Earlier, when they heard that Feng Qingyang was coming to the provincial hospital, they were all in high spirits, and they pushed away a bit of a thing to see the idol style.

Just now, seeing that Feng Qingyang was about to start the autopsy, they all cheered up and wanted to open their eyes.

But Feng Qingyang gave such a conclusion, which made them unconvinced, and they were careful that their liver also fell into the basin of cold water with a thud, and they felt that Feng Qingyang's medical skills were like this, and they had heard people say how powerful he was, and they must have been fabricated.

"It is worthy of being the master of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine, and our doctors in Britain also think so! It's just that they say that patients with myocardial infarction will only get sick when they are very excited, which means that my father will be like this when he is stimulated in Huaxia, I don't know what kind of explanation you Huaxia wants to give us? I'm not an unreasonable person, and as long as you can convince me, I won't hold on to this! The little Duke Hansen applauded.

Because Feng Qingyang's argument is very much to his liking.

He wished that Feng Qingyang was talking nonsense, as long as he didn't get to the real cause of death, he could do anything.

It's just that he wants to blackmail Huaxia by taking advantage of the situation, his father is dead, and if he wants to stabilize his interests in Huaxia, he must first have a chain of interests.

This kind of compensation, in the end, can not only take benefits, but also sell favors, killing two birds with one stone, you are very good at playing this.

"The matter is still under investigation, and when the results come out, we will get in touch with you as soon as possible!" Secretary Gu answered, he had always been in chaos, and he had no doubts or complaints about Feng Qingyang's direct judgment.

Because of his intuition, Feng Qingyang has never been so hasty in doing things.

"I have a little opinion on the cause of death, I wonder if this mustache is interested in hearing it?" Sure enough, Feng Qing raised his voice and took a sip of wine.

"What do you call me?" The little duke of Hansen frowned, no one had ever dared to call him, even if he was a child of the royal family, he had to call the little duke with a smile when he saw him, this little Chinese doctor actually dared to call him a mustache, he really never died.

"Don't want to hear it? Well, I'll tell the police when I get back, and let them tell you in detail! Feng Qingyang didn't pay attention to Hansen's anger, but walked out with his back hand.

"Wait a minute, can we take a step to speak?" Without waiting for Feng Qingyang to leave the house, Hansen shouted loudly.

First, he was worried about himself, because he didn't know what Feng Qingyang had mastered and whether it would be unfavorable to him.

Moreover, the person who had been following Hansen gently nudged Hansen, as if to sue him and watch out for this person.

Although the man was dressed as a foreigner and had a rough beard, he knew that he was a Chinese, and he was not very old, but his eyes were deep and terrifying. (To be continued......)