Chapter 913

"Arsenic?" Chu Yunyao paused, as if a layer of frost had gathered between her brows and eyes: "If it is true as you said, the patient is indeed a sign of poisoning."

Chu Yunyao asked again: "Where did the patient die?"

"In an old house in the suburbs." Su Chenxi was full of decadence, his fingers tightly grasping the iron railing: "Cousin, cousin, you believe me, I really didn't poison him.

I have no grievances with that patient, and I dare not touch poisons such as arsenic. "

Su Chenxi has always been a person who cherishes his life, and Mo Lingyuan has long known this.

"Of course we believe in you. The Su family is fine, and you will be fine soon." Mo Lingyuan patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, "Stay for a few more days, and you will be able to come out soon after the truth comes to light. .

Take care of yourself in there. "

Chu Yunyao's face was determined, and she swore: "Your cousin is here, she will not let you have trouble, so don't worry."

What's more, Su Chenxi was implicated because of his own pharmaceutical factory.

Su Chenxi: "..."

He looked at Chu Yunyao's firm face of "I'm covering you", and the corners of his lips twitched uncontrollably.

In his heart, although his cousin-in-law had a stunning face and superb medical skills, her words and deeds did not match that little face at all.

This patient has been dead for a long time, and the truth has long since rotted like a corpse.

Su Chenxi has long lost hope of life: "Now that the Su family is fine, I have nothing to worry about."

After a while, he will pay for that person's life.

…

After walking out of the cell, Chu Yunyao turned to look at Mo Lingyuan: "I want to see the file of this case."

"Take you there." Mo Lingyuan took her to the yamen.

Chu Yunyao flipped through the records on the file, and slid her fingertips across the writing on it one by one until she reached the last line, and saw the judgment on the file.

The death penalty will be executed a month later.

The evidence is solid, Su Chenxi is dead? !

Chu Yunyao angrily put the file on the table and threw it away: "Have you checked everything out?"

The judging officer nodded in fear and trepidation: "Yes, the deceased was indeed poisoned, the deceased's son can testify, Dr. Zuoren and Wu Zuo can testify that the deceased did take arsenic.

The patient has been suffering from abdominal pain and has a bad stomach, except for clear soup and rice porridge, he can't touch anything, and his stomach is empty..."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Yunyao interrupted his words: "In that case, you can follow us to the patient's home, if it is true that there is something wrong with the pills that Su Chenxi gave him and it hurt the patient.

We can also give some money to the elderly and children in the families of the sick. "

The judge had no choice but to follow Chu Yunyao and Mo Lingyuan out of affection.

To the patient's old house.

I saw withered grass growing in front of the door and behind the house, withered leaves and withered leaves, desolate and dilapidated.

The wooden door was half-closed, and there was no smell of fireworks.

Mo Lingyuan knocked on the door politely: "Is anyone there?"

No one answered.

Mo Lingyuan pushed open the door, took Chu Yunyao's hand, and stepped into the courtyard.

A thick layer of ashes was spread on the wooden table, and there was a memorial tablet in the hall, in front of which was an offering of burnt incense.

Chu Yunyao glanced at it, and the name of the deceased Zhu Dazhuang was written on it.

"Why is there no one living in this house?" Chu Yunyao looked around, a little puzzled: "Zhu Dazhuang died for almost two months, why is this yard so desolate?"

The judge explained: "Perhaps the family of the deceased was too sad and moved out of here."

Although she could barely explain it, Chu Yunyao was still confused: "Since the family members are so sad, why didn't they take away his tablet?"

Judge: "This..."