Nie Xiaohu turned his head to look at the young man who was standing beside Pang Rushui, the young man was dressed in a blue robe, his hair was in a high bun, and his complexion was fair, giving people a feeling of childishness.

At this moment, the young man's eyes were full of horror and fear, his body seemed to be trembling slightly, and his hands tightly hugged Pang Rushui's left arm.

"What's your name?" , Nie Xiaohu looked at the young man and asked.

"Master, I'm afraid," the boy whispered in a trill.

"Xiao Heng, don't be afraid, if the adult asks you anything, you can answer truthfully", Pang Rushui comforted softly.

"Hmm."

The young man nodded lightly, looked at Nie Xiaohu and replied timidly, "My name is Wang Yeheng." ”

"How old are you this year?"

"Ten... Fifteen years old. ”

"How long have you been a medicine boy here?"

"It's been a month."

"A month?" , Nie Xiaohu looked at Pang Rushui with questioning eyes.

"Oh, that's right, my former medicine boy's family moved to Puyang, Xiaoheng was newly hired by me a month ago, speaking of which this child is pitiful enough, his family is in Ruyang County, his parents are gone, he begged and wandered here alone, I saw that he was lonely, and I just lacked a medicine boy, so I left him.

This kid is smart, very fast learner, and diligent in his hands and feet, I really like it! ”

"I see, man, what about the people in your family?" , Nie Xiaohu nodded and asked.

"Alas! My wife left three years ago, and I have no children or daughters, so I'm left alone! Pang Rushui sighed.

Nie Xiaohu also sighed slightly, then looked at Wang Yeheng and continued to ask, "Wang Yeheng, did you hear any unusual movement last night?" ”

"No", Wang Yeheng shook his head and said, "After I fed that uncle last night, he fell asleep, and I never went in again, and I didn't see anyone coming, and I didn't know he was dead until now." ”

"When did you go to sleep?"

"Hmm... It's about the time of the year", Wang Yeheng replied after thinking about it.

Nie Xiaohu frowned slightly and thought for a while, and then asked Pang Rushui: "Huge husband, who are the two patients you are talking about?" ”

"Oh, one of them is called Wei Runtian and the other is called Meng Hongqiang, both of whom live in this neighborhood. Wei Runtian is fifty-six years old this year, suffering from angina, half a month ago because his son fell to his death on the mountain, he suddenly heard bad news, which caused angina, if it wasn't for the timely treatment, I'm afraid he would ......", Pang Rushui shook his head gently.

"Why did you fall down the mountain again?" , Nie Xiaohu was stunned.

"Oh, that's right, his son's name is Wei Changming, and Zhou Zhiming are good friends, half a month ago the two went up the mountain together, according to Zhou Zhiming, it was Wei Changming who saw a tree bearing fruit on the edge of the cliff, so he wanted to pick it, but his feet slipped, and he fell, Zhou Zhiming hurriedly went to pull him, but not only did he not pull up, but he also fell down together, and finally the two died and were seriously injured."

"That's right", Nie Xiaohu nodded slightly.

"What about Meng Hongqiang?"

"Meng Hongqiang is 54 years old this year, he has a serious asthma, and he has been attacking very frequently recently, I am afraid that if he is alone at home, if he has an asthma attack and no one around him to take care of it, the consequences will be serious, so I let him live here more than half a month ago."

"Is there no one in his house?"

"No, but speaking of which, he also has some connections with Zhou Zhiming", Pang Rushui seemed to remember something, and the expression on his face seemed to be smiling.

"Oh? What is his connection to the deceased? ”

"Zhou Zhiming's wife was originally his daughter-in-law, but because his only son died of illness last year, and he did not leave a son and a half daughter, so his daughter-in-law Luo remarried to the Zhou family and became Zhou Zhiming's wife, but this is also what Meng Hongqiang himself meant."

"It's kind of interesting!" , Nie Xiaohu couldn't help but smile.

"Can I go see them?"

"Of course, it's time for them to get up too," Pang Rushui nodded.

"Master, then Grandpa Meng's medicine should be decocted!" , Wang Yeheng suddenly thought of the medicine that was still on the stove, and hurriedly said.

"Then you hurry up and brew the medicine, give it to him while it's hot, go quickly!" , Pang Rushui waved his hand outward.

"Hey!" , Wang Yeheng nodded in agreement, turned around and went out.

"Let's go, let's go see Wei Runtian first!" , Nie Xiaohu stood up and walked out of the living room of the main house and came to the courtyard.

The doors of the two side rooms on the east side were open at this time, and an old man with gray hair was standing at the door of the room on the north side, with a depressed expression and a melancholy look on his face telling people that he had just experienced a great pain and blow.

Seeing Nie Xiaohu and the others coming out of the main room, Wei Runtian was stunned, and he didn't know why there was an official here.

"You are the old man Wei Runtian Wei, right?" , Nie Xiaohu asked with a smile.

"Don't dare to be, it's the old man, the old man has seen all the officials!" , Wei Runtian bowed to Nie Xiaohu and the others.

"Do you know Zhou Zhiming?"

"Humph!" As soon as he heard this question, Wei Runtian snorted coldly, and the expression on his face immediately turned cloudy.

"What? Didn't he go to save your son and get seriously injured? You should be grateful to him, how could he react like this? ", Nie Xiaohu asked.

"God knows if it's him who saves my son or my son who saves him! Anyway, my son is gone, he can say whatever he wants! Wei Runtian's eyes turned red, and an expression of pain and anger appeared on his face.

Nie Xiaohu was silent for a while, and then said: "Zhou Zhiming died last night, he was killed, do you know?" ”

"What!?"

When Wei Runtian heard this, his eyes suddenly widened a lot, he almost couldn't believe his ears, and looked at Nie Xiaohu in astonishment and asked, "You... You repeat? ”

"I mean Zhou Zhiming was killed in his room last night", Nie Xiaohu stared at Wei Runtian's eyes and said lightly.

"My God! How so? Wei Runtian was visibly stunned.

"Lao Meng! Lao Meng! ”

After a while, Wei Runtian reacted, shouting loudly and running to the next door.

"What to shout early in the morning! I'm not deaf! There was an angry shout from the next room, and then Wang Yeheng walked out of the room with an empty bowl and a smile.