The little guy's body trembled. The little guy obediently lowered its head, grabbed Zhong Ziyu's hand, and pricked his middle finger.
After he was done, he asked in a soft voice, "Does it hurt?"
After Zhong Ziyu finished drawing blood, when he stood up, his eyes casually swayed for a moment.
This was the only feeling that Rong Ling had, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.
When all the blood in the hall had been extracted, Liu Wei looked at the densely packed test tubes in front of him. He stood up and said: "The test results will not be released until tomorrow.
Although many people had unhappy expressions, they still nodded and left first.
Once they left, Sun Qi asked: "Are you going to let them go?"
Liu Wei only laughed, "Don't worry."
With that, Liu Wei looked at Rong Ling and indicated with his eyes.
Rong Ling turned his gaze away, ignoring her.
Liu Wei was startled, she blinked her eyes, and touched his body again.
Rong Ling stood perfectly straight, and did not move at all!
What happened? Didn't we agree that she would do the previous job, but would he come later? Why did he suddenly stop moving at such a critical moment?
Liu Wei didn't really understand, but this man's ailments were only so few.
Liu Wei thought for a while longer and came up with the idea. He hurriedly pulled Rong Ling to the side and whispered, "I think there's something wrong with that Zhong Ziyu."
Rong Ling's eyes moved slightly as he looked at her. "Oh?"
Liu Wei nodded with certainty: "He doesn't look like a proper person!"
Rong Ling raised his eyebrows and looked at her.
Liu Wei's eyes were especially sincere: "It's a little strange, if we still interact in the future, you better stay far away."
The cold expression on Rong Ling's face relaxed slightly. After pausing for a moment, he said, "That's not right."
Liu Wei nodded again, and pulled at the corner of his clothes. "Let's talk about this later, then the culprit …"
"Yes."
Receiving her hint, Rong Ling agreed immediately.
Liu Wei heaved a sigh of relief. She was already very good at pleasing this General Rong, and the more she tried, the more experience she gained.
See, this time, she went extremely well.
Watching Rong Ling leave, Liu Wei was extremely satisfied with his results.
After Rong Ling left, Liu Wei and Xiaoli entered a small room, and locked the door, not allowing anyone to enter.
However, this room was closed for an entire day.
It didn't open until midnight.
At the same time, the voices of men and women came from a house at the end of Guyong Mansion's third street.
"Master, I've heard some news today." A young married woman was taking earrings from a bronze mirror as she spoke to a man sitting on the bed and reading a book behind her.
The man's facial features were ordinary, and his eyebrows were unmoving. He merely said with the tip of his nose, "Hm?"
"I heard that Shopkeeper Qian found a lot of people to the yamen today. He said that plague is a problem, and just in case, a doctor was invited to take a pulse. However, in reality, it's not a doctor, but something else."
The man who was reading the book was stunned for a moment. He put down the book and looked at his wife's face. "Something else?"
"Yes..." The young woman stood up, walked up to her husband and whispered into his ear, "It's about Qian Xi'er."
"Qian Xi'er?" The man frowned slightly.
The young woman nodded her head: "This afternoon, there were many rumors spreading outside, saying that Shopkeeper Qian went to look for Mister Xiang, that it was Qian Xi'er who had a rich life. Now that the rich bones are in the grave, those who harm Qian Xi'er should be punished!"
The man knocked on his wife's head with the book and said with a laugh, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Really." "Everyone is saying that Shopkeeper Qian sent someone to the yamen today. Not only his pulse, but also his blood, and that blood is a sacrifice. As long as there is blood, we will know who killed Qian Xi Er!"
The man raised his voice a little angrily, "You women only have long hair and short knowledge! What kind of nonsense is this, to be preaching randomly, what's the meaning of this? "
The young woman felt wronged, "It's not just me, everyone is talking about it. I also heard that Mister Xiang Fu said that Qian Xi'er's fortune was cut off and she was supposed to go down to the Underworld after death. However, because she died at the April Lake, the lake with the heaviest yin aura in the entire Guyong Mansion, and the lake with the deepest resentment, she was actually the one who bore the burden. Qian Xi'er not only didn't need to go down to the Underworld, she could also go back to the human world, until someone else did something and sent her to heaven. "
"It's both heaven and earth! Do you know what you're saying?" The man was thoroughly enraged. Throwing the book aside, he suddenly stood up.
The young woman called out from behind, "Hubby, I heard it from someone else too, I … "If I don't want to say it, then so be it. Husband, it's already so late, where are you going?"
Watching her husband walk further and further away until he disappeared from sight, the young woman sat on the bed sadly. She was extremely aggrieved.
However, that man walked out of his house in a fit of anger and walked onto the lonely and dark street. His body was filled with an indescribable coldness.
He raised his head to look at the sky. Tonight, there was a crescent moon hanging high in the sky, reflecting the light of the sun.
The man stood in the middle of the street, his eyes slowly moving forward, looking in the direction of April Lake.
It was unknown what his intentions were as he slowly lifted his foot and walked over.
It was no longer a secret in Guyong Mansion that April Lake was haunted. That ghost had killed Qian Xi'er and might have even killed someone else.
However, the man turned a deaf ear to him. He walked very straight and his steps were very firm. There was not a single trace of fear in his steps.
Along April Lake, the man climbed onto the bridge and stood in the middle. In the distance, he saw a wisp of white shadow standing in the middle of the bridge.
Frowning, the man quickly walked over and couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing here?"
The white figure stood at the end of the bridge, leaning against the railing and looking at the dark waters of the lake. He did not look back.
The man's voice grew louder. "What are you doing here?" As the man spoke, he slammed his palm on the woman's shoulder, turning her around.
The woman still did not move, but the man felt that her shoulder was very thin. When he touched her shoulder, he felt as if he could touch her bones.
In this breezy environment, even though he didn't believe in ghosts or gods, the man couldn't help but shiver. He opened his mouth and asked, "Xue'er, what's wrong?"
With that, the white-clothed woman still didn't move. She only tilted her head slightly to the side. However, because the moonlight was unclear, the woman's long hair covered her body, causing the man to not be able to see her face.
"Xue'er, didn't you say? If you don't come today, then come again tomorrow. "
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