When He Dongchen saw Li Wensong's toughness for the first time, he couldn't help but be speechless in his heart, and he silently prayed for Bai Rifei.

"What's the use of talking about you?"

As soon as he walked out of the café, Li Wensong threw off He Dongchen's next door and looked at him with a look of hatred for iron.

"Aren't you usually a stinky fart? Put on a face all day long, as if the whole world owes you five million. Why did you get instigated when you met Yang Moran? A few words from him made you angry like this?"

He Dongchen was scolded by Li Wensong and had no temper at all, and he lowered his head and was silent for a long time.

"Alright, don't be discouraged. People have misses, horses have stumbled, just remember this *** discipline."

Li Wensong waved his hand generously, saying that he had forgiven He Dongchen and would keep the secret of this gaffe for him.

"How? Did you think of a way to save Qianyue?" Li Wensong took out a cigarette from his bag and put it to his mouth.

Seeing this, He Dongchen took out a lighter and lit it for her, shook his head and said, "Not yet."

A trace of disappointment and sadness welled up in Li Wensong's eyes. She took a deep breath on her cigarette and then snuffed it out and threw it in the trash.

"Qianyue's business, leave it to you to find a way. I'll help her take care of her grandfather."

He Dongchen nodded, walked to the side of the road and gave Li Wensong a car, and watched her leave, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Li Wensong was the first woman to give him a sense of oppression.

Although, this woman has nothing to do with him.

He Dongchen returned home listlessly, and saw a person wandering under the street lamp at the door of the villa from a distance.

His heart suddenly became vigilant.

He stopped the car and watched it covertly for a moment.

The man was dressed in a black trench coat, cap and mask, and looked anxious, looking towards the end of the road from time to time.

It seems like...... Are you waiting for him to come back?

He Dongchen parked the car and went around the man's back, and grabbed it with a small hand.

Unexpectedly, the other party had no kung fu foundation at all, and he screamed after being suddenly caught by him.

"It hurts, it hurts...... Mr. He, lightly, it's my ......."

He Dongchen felt that the voice was a little familiar, and he ripped off his mask and found that it was Wang Zidong.

He let go of his hand, and Wang Zidong hurriedly took a few big steps back, rubbing his almost broken arm, grinning in pain.

"What the hell are you doing on my doorstep?"

"Mr. He, I'm here for Sister Qianyue's business."

He Dongchen knew that Wang Zidong was no threat to him, so he let him into the house.

His indifferent attitude made Wang Zidong subconsciously want to stay away from him.

"I...... Can you get some to drink? I've been waiting for you at the door for a long time, and I'm a little thirsty......

Wang Zidong didn't mean He Dongchen to be polite at all, so he took the initiative to offer the rights he should enjoy as a guest.

Seeing that He Dongchen didn't say anything or say anything, he walked to the kitchen by himself, took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator and poured it a few sips.

"Speak quickly."

"Actually, it's not that I want to see you, it's my dad who wants to see you." Wang Zidong saw He Dongchen's impatient look, and added, "It's about Yue Bin taking a lethal drug."

A strange light flashed in He Dongchen's eyes.

Wang Zidong took out his mobile phone and dialed the video, and soon, a slightly obese but kind face appeared on the other end.

He is Wang Zidong's father, Wang Hui, the former owner of a famous pharmaceutical company.

"Mr. He, I'm glad to see you again. Thanks to you, I was able to get through it safely."

"You're welcome, I took the money to do it." He Dongchen didn't want to waste too much time with politeness, so he asked bluntly, "Mr. Xiao Wang said, about Yue Bin's lethal medicine......

"Those medicines...... It's a new drug developed by our company."

Wang Hui's words made He Dongchen a little surprised.

If these drugs are the new drugs developed by Wang Hui's company, then all the clues can be connected.

The source of the medicine is Yang Moran.

"How do you know?"

"I've always been paying attention to the news in China, not to mention that Yue Bin and I had a relationship abroad three years ago. I saw the detailed post-mortem report through a friend in China."

"In those forensic drug tests, I saw several ingredients that were unique to our new drug. I have been involved in the development of this new drug, and I am very clear about its pros and cons, as well as its complications and sequelae."

"I went to look up Yue Bin's case, and in his condition, if he had taken the medicine normally, he would never have died of sudden heart failure. There is only one possibility for this to happen, and that is that Yue Bin injected insulin before he died."

He Dongchen's brows furrowed slightly, and the forensic autopsy report showed that he had almost memorized it, and the insulin component was not detected in Yue Bin's body at all.

"Mr. He, insulin is also called traceless in medicine. It dissolves quickly after entering the human body, so it may not be detected during a forensic autopsy. What's more, if you want to make heart disease medicine and insulin rush together, you only need a small amount of it."

Wang Hui's words gave He Dongchen a glimmer of hope.

"Mr. He, now you only need to prove two things to prove Miss Yin's innocence."

Wang Hui said methodically: "First, find out that Yue Bin had injected insulin eight hours before his death; Second, Yue Bin has obtained new drugs that have not yet been marketed through certain channels."

"I see. Thank you, Mr. Wang." He Dongchen's mind had quickly formed a countermeasure, and his expression was no longer so serious. "When you return home, I'll treat you to dinner."

"My life and Adong's lives were saved by Mr. He. What's the point of this little thing? Mr. He, I wish you good luck."

hung up the video call, and Wang Zidong also drank the mineral water.

He looked at He Dongchen still looking at him with unwelcome eyes, and he stood up and said goodbye very interestingly.

He Dongchen returned to the study and lit a cigarette, silently sorting out all the clues in his heart.

Wang Hui's thinking is not wrong, but it is not easy to prove these two things.

As far as he knew, Yue Bin did not have diabetes before his death.

That being the case, why did he inject insulin?

As for the new drugs obtained by Yue Bin through what channels......

Go without saying.

It was definitely done by Yang Moran through Mo Xiao's help.

Yang Moran is cautious in his work, maybe there is no third person who knows, how can he prove it?

Time is running out.

He Dongchen took a deep breath, quickly calmed down, and sent a series of investigation tasks to his henchmen.

He originally thought that the investigation would take a few days, but he did not expect to receive a report the next day.

It was confirmed from Yue Bin's family doctor that Yue Bin had indeed injected a small amount of insulin five hours before the performance.