Chapter 110: Murder pays for life
"Then what is your justification for what Wang Zhaoshu said?"
"I don't believe that my medicine will kill people, this prescription is in Wang Zhaoshu's hands, you can take a look, my lord, there are no strong medicinal materials in it at all."
The prefect nodded and asked Wang Zhaoshu, "Is there a prescription?" β
"Yes." Wang Zhaoshu took it out, and the master on the side handed it to the prefect.
The prefect swept it over and frowned, "This prescription, the official doesn't understand it very well, but he just looks at the medicinal materials on it are indeed ordinary medicinal materials." β
"But my cousin is really dead, and he will be seventy years old in two years, and his children have been earning a living in a foreign country all these years, and he has entrusted him to my care. He said that he would celebrate his 70th birthday together, but now how do I explain it to his children? Wang Zhaoshu said, emotionally wiping away tears.
The prefect thought for a while, "Then let me ask you, Wang Zhaoshu, do you still have the rest of the medicinal food that your cousin has drunk?" β
"Yes, yes, at home."
"Okay, come on, go and bring over the leftover medicinal food that Wang Fugui has drunk. In addition, go to Feng's Medical Center and Abandoned Disease Medical Center to find two well-known doctors, and let them see if there is any problem with this recipe and medicinal diet. β
"Yes, my lord!"
Several officials walked quickly out of the lobby door.
Luo Qingqing stood straight on the ground, she was sitting upright, she didn't believe that anyone could do anything to her.
After a while, several of the officials returned.
First, a basin of unfinished medicinal food was served, and two doctors entered the lobby.
The prefect himself sniffed it first, but couldn't smell a reason, so he looked at the two doctors, "I'm tired of the two of you, can you show me if there is any problem with this medicinal diet and recipe." β
When the medicinal diet and the recipe were brought to them, they looked and smelled, and looked at the recipe carefully.
The two of them shook their heads at the same time, "My lord, there seems to be no problem with this medicinal diet, and the prescription is also decent." β
Hearing this, Luo Qingqing tugged at the corners of Ma Fu's lips. She knew that there was no problem with her recipe at all.
Ma Fuyuan also hugged his arms, "My lord, it seems that Dr. Luo is innocent, it is clear that this Wang Zhaoshu is making false accusations!" I beg you to blame this guy who falsely accused her! β
The prefect lowered his eyes and pondered.
Suddenly, one of the doctors stood up, "My lord, on the way to the grass people, I heard from the officials that this recipe killed people?" β
The prefect nodded, "That's right, that's what Wang Zhaoshu said, the corpse on this hall is his cousin." Now the official is also confused, since there is no problem with Fang Zi, how could Wang Fugui lose his life. It seems that if you want to find out the truth, you can only ask for an autopsy. Wang Zhaoshu, can you agree? β
Wang Zhaoshu hesitated, "Okay, the grass people agree." β
"Come on, Xuan Cheng will come up for an autopsy. In addition, please ask the two doctors to help you take a look. β
The prefect's voice fell, and after a while, he came in and examined Wang Fugui's body on the spot with the two doctors.
Luo Qingqing didn't know much about the autopsy, so he waited quietly.
After a long while, the prefect waited a little impatiently, "You guys, can you find out anything." β
Those three people, you look at me, I look at you, and each returned to his original position.
He said, "My lord, when I started the autopsy, the little one was really a little confused. Then, fortunately, the two doctors mentioned it, and the little one suddenly became enlightened. β
"Don't be verbose, how did this Wang Fugui die?"
"Lord Hui, this Wang Fugui did drink Dr. Luo's medicinal diet and died."
"How is that possible?" Ma Fukite gasped, "Don't talk nonsense! You've all seen it just now, and there's no problem with that prescription at all! β
"Yes, it's really not a big deal." A doctor opened his mouth, "However, there is one thing, this Wang Fugui should have eaten more than this pair of medicinal food. β
"That's right!" Wang Zhaoshu slapped his thigh, and suddenly remembered, "My cousin is sick, and he has drunk a lot of medicine." β
"That's right, that's the reason, there is no problem with this recipe, but some of the medicines in it are highly poisonous when put together with other medicines,"
When these words fell, Wang Zhaoshu stood up, rushed towards Luo Qingqing, and pinched her neck, "It's you, a liar doctor with poor medical skills, don't you ask my cousin if he drinks other medicines?" You actually messed up and killed my cousin, I'm going to strangle you! β
Wang Zhaoshu pinched Luo Qingqing, it was so sudden, before she could react, she already felt dizzy.
"Get out of here!"
It was Ma Fukite and the officials who pulled Wang Zhaoshu into the distance.
Ma Fuyu's face turned pale with fright, and he leaned down to look at Luo Qingqing, "Are you okay?" β
Luo Qing Aomu shook his head and said categorically: "No, my medicinal diet will not kill people." Since calling my doctor, I have been able to tell you all about the patient's medical history and the medications they are taking. And even if he doesn't say it, I can diagnose the pulse. So if Wang Fugui was really seen by me, there would never be such a mistake! β
That Wang Zhaoshu was so ruthless, as if she was really going to strangle her, she was dizzy and her ears were buzzing.
But her mind was still sane, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she began to argue for herself.
"If it's not your prescription, how can your name be written?" Wang Zhaoshu glared and scolded, "Luo Qingqing, you irresponsible liar, you killed my cousin, one life is worth one life, you have to die for me!" β
For a while, there was a commotion in the lobby.
"Enough!"
Bang!
The prefect scolded angrily, "Don't scream!" β
Wang Zhaoshu knelt back, "My lord, killing people pays for your life, this Luo Qingqing must pay for my cousin's life." β
Luo Qingqing shook his head vigorously, "No, I won't make such a mistake, as a doctor, I have always had my own guidelines." β
"But do you have a way to prove your innocence?" The prefect asked solemnly.
This question directly choked Luo Qingqing.
Admittedly, she doesn't know how to prove it now.
"My lord, killing people pays for your life!" Wang Zhaoshu began to kowtow again.
The prefect's eyes flashed with a fierce color, "Come on, put this Luo Qingqing in a prison cell, and waitβ"
"Wait!"
A voice as cold as a scabbard burst through the air, interrupting the prefect's words.
Everyone looked back suddenly, only to see that outside the lobby, Wei Yang was sitting in a wheelchair in ink and was pushed over.
"Yes, it's Young Master Wei."
When the prefect saw him, the expression on his face changed.
In the end, the official rank of the prefect is still subject to the first order of Taishou.
"See the prefect for the grass people." Wei Yang's thin lips opened slightly, and he gave the prefect a salute first.
Then, his gaze fell on Luo Qingqing's body.