"Miss Ye, how is my father?" Seeing Ye Qingqing's serious expression, Qianhe thought that his father's condition had worsened.

Ye Qingqing gave him a deep look and did not hide it, "Your father has died, and the time of death was at least three hours."

In other words, when Chiga came to check it in the morning, his father was already dead, but Chiga didn't notice it.

Qianhe's expression changed drastically, he looked at her in disbelief, trembling hands to touch Shengu Xijiu's breath, he was suddenly heartbroken, collapsed to the ground, and muttered: "How is it possible, last night my father also drank rice porridge. , He is in good spirits, he said that his body is much more comfortable, and he also said that he would have to drink miso soup in the morning, how could he die...Miss Ye, take a closer look, is my father in shock? Maybe he is not dead..."

Qianhe was reluctant to accept the fact and begged Ye Qingqing to help save people.

Although Ye Qingqing hated Kamiya Kijiu, he didn't feel bad about Chiga. This man was loyal, filial to his father, and was very loyal to his friends.

"Accept the reality. Your father is dead. These three days are a dangerous period, and accidents can happen at any time. If there were people around at that time, maybe they could be rescued."

Ye Qingqing thought it was strange that for a seriously ill patient like Kamiya Kiku, there must be a nurse who would accompany him around the clock.

Qianhe changed his face again, rushed to the door and shouted, "Where have everyone gone?"

A female nurse in her thirties trotted over, looking flustered. Judging by her demeanor and tone, she should also be from China, but she spoke English, which Ye Qingqing could understand.

"Where have you been? Why didn't you stay by my father's side? Did I pay a lot of money to invite you to play, Miss Risa?" Qianhe roared, changing his gentleness.

Miss Risa was so frightened that her voice trembled, "I went to the toilet, I only went for a while."

Ye Qingqing interjected and asked, "Apart from going to the toilet, have you always been guarding Mr. Kamiya?"

"Yes...Yes, I'll be on duty with Miss Miko at 7:30 and stay here until now." Miss Risa lowered her head, her voice not too loud.

Ye Qingqing raised her wrist and looked at the time, "It's half past nine, which means that you have been guarding the patient for the past two hours. Except for the few minutes when you go to the toilet, you didn't leave a single step?"

"Yes."

Miss Risa nodded, but she still didn't dare to raise her head, shivering.

"You're lying, if you keep guarding Mr. Kamiya, how can you not know that he is dead, you are a professionally trained nurse." Ye Qingqing reprimanded.

Miss Risa was startled and raised her head abruptly, "Dead? Impossible... Last night, Mr. Kamiya was still in good spirits. He said that he wanted to drink miso soup in the morning. His vital signs were very good, and it was impossible for him to die. Yes, absolutely impossible!"

At this time, she had the attitude of a professional nurse, and Miss Risa rushed into the room and reached out her hand, her expression turned desperate.

"No... This is unscientific. Mr. Kamiya is slowly recovering. He can't die. What is going on? This is unscientific..."

Miss Risa really can't understand, her business skills are absolutely nothing, she is the top **** nurse, otherwise she would not have been selected to take care of Kamiya Kiku.

Ye Qingqing's thoughts moved, and Miss Lisha vowed to say that it was unscientific. Could it be that the death of the old thief was strange?

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