The seven hundred and nineteenth chapter dare to gamble?
"Little brother, you can't see anything like this. If you can see what the cause of death is if you touch it, what do we need forensic doctors to do?"
Doctor Qin shook his head, not a professional forensic doctor came to join in the fun.
"Everyone said that the cause of death was potassium cyanide."
Others also looked at Ye Qiu to see the joke.
They don't even know that there is another thing in this world called Inner Family Kung Fu.
Ye Qiu retracted his hand and flicked his fingers, and the blood on his fingers was shaken away by Zhen Qi. It might be cleaner than washing with detergent, but no one saw it.
Doctor Qin said, "Team Li, I'm still busy here, you see?"
"What do you look at! Pretend! If so, I would also be called a forensic doctor!" Wang Weiming said with disdain.
Li Donghe couldn't hold his face, he nodded as if he hadn't heard Wang Weiming's words, and said, "You continue to be busy."
He just wanted to pull Ye Qiu away when he heard Ye Qiu say to Wang Weiming: "Do you think I can't see the cause of death?"
Wang Weiming was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed: "If this can be seen, aren't those doctors who have studied for more than a decade? You are dreaming."
"Yes, I can't tell." Ye Qiu shook his head.
Wang Weiming laughed and said with a mockery: "You really dare to say it, wasting our time."
Li Donghe's face was hot, and he felt that bringing Ye Qiu here was a wrong decision. After thinking about it, he would take Ye Qiu away.
But Ye Qiu said: "I really can't see it, but you just said that I was praying and transcending, and you were right. Although I don't know, I asked Chaoqiang's ghost and found out the cause of his death."
"Uh." Wang Weiming stunned, and then laughed loudly: "You are too capable of pretending, and you asked, you told me what came out."
"I don't pretend to be like that. Can there be ghosts in this world?"
"Even if there are ghosts, they are all gone. Haven't you heard that you cannot become a demon after the founding of the People's Republic of China?"
"Does this guy have a problem with his head?"
The others murmured.
Ye Qiu stretched out his hand and opened Chao Qiang's eyes to look at it, and said to himself, "Of course Chao Qiang told me the cause of his death."
Wang Weiming was taken aback, then shook his head and said, "I think you should go to a psychiatric hospital."
"You think I'm mentally upset, but what if it's true." Ye Qiu said, "A scientist once did an experiment to weigh people before and after death, and they found that their body was lighter after death. The weight of 28 grams, and in ancient Egyptian legends, 28 grams is the quality of the soul. Do you think there is a soul in this world?"
"You are crazy!" Wang Weiming shook his head.
Ye Qiu said, "It's better than we make a bet."
Wang Weiming was taken aback: "What are you betting on?"
"What do you want to bet on, you have the final say." Ye Qiu said.
A trace of disdain appeared on Wang Weiming's face: "Do you really want to bet? Do you have money?"
Ye Qiu touched his pocket, but unfortunately he had no money, so he found out a fifty cents coin.
"You just have the money?" Wang Weiming laughed and laughed: "I'm sorry, I have always gambled for tens of thousands of hundreds of thousands. I am not interested in a pauper like you at all."
The others laughed in a low voice: "Five cents also bet."
"This guy won't even have a dollar."
"Tai Chi too."
"Sorry, I didn't bring any money." Ye Qiu said.
"It's okay, it's nothing to a pauper like you." Wang Weiming laughed.
"I didn't bring the money, but there is a car, do you gamble?" Ye Qiu threw out the Aston Martin's car key.
"Uh."
Wang Weiming was stunned when he saw the key. He was shocked. He didn't expect this pauper to have a sports car.
No one else knew the car key, but after asking Wang Weiming, they were all in an uproar. They couldn't see that this guy was actually a rich man. When I thought of laughing at Ye Qiu just now, my face was hot. Everyone has a sports car, and all the cash they bring when they go out is all credit cards!
Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Do you gamble or not?"
Wang Weiming hesitated for a while.
Ye Qiu said, "You don't dare to gamble? If you don't dare to gamble, don't force me in front of me. You can't afford to gamble on a sports car. There are people with money. I will pay for a rich pauper like you. I haven't seen it before."
"You! I bet!" Wang Weiming flushed.
"Wang Weiming, don't mess around."
"He is a radical approach, don't be fooled."
Li Donghe wanted to persuade him, but he opened his mouth and still didn't speak.
"Forget it, there is no interest in bullying children," Ye Qiu said.
Wang Weiming got angry on his face and threw out his key: "I have a Ferrari in the parking lot outside the police station. As long as you win, it will be yours."
Ye Qiu grinned and said, "Fucking rich."
Wang Weiming sneered: "It's just a sports car, I can afford to lose. How would you like to bet?"
Ye Qiu said, "I tell the real cause of Chaoqiang's death. If you say it is right, I will win. If you say it wrong, you will lose. How about?"
Wang Weiming said: "I have to add another condition. You must prove the cause of death!"
"This..." Ye Qiu's face twitched, and he hesitated.
Wang Weiming's heart moved, this guy really seemed to be pretending, with a smile on his face: "If you dare not call me grandpa three times, that's it."
Ye Qiu flushed, and hurriedly said, "Yes!"
"Now you can say the cause of his death." Wang Weiming showed a playful expression on the corner of his mouth.
Others also looked at jokes. If they could know the cause of death at once, it would really be a hell.
Ye Qiu calmed down at this time, and smiled: "Then I really said it?"
Wang Weiming suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and said unnaturally, "Just tell me, if it is wrong, that car will belong to me."
Ye Qiu said: "The cause of death is very simple, Chao Qiang's heart veins are all broken."
Doctor Qin was taken aback, shook his head and said, "It's impossible. I've seen it. The blood vessels around Chaoqiang's heart are all intact."
"Haha, I won." Wang Weiming stretched out his hand to grab the car key.
The others shook their heads, and this guy was really dazzled. A multi-million-dollar sports car was gone, but it was also self-inflicted.
"Wait." Ye Qiu stopped him, "I haven't proved yet, what are you worried about?"
Wang Weiming paused, then sneered: "I want to see what other tricks you have."
"Give me the scalpel."
Ye Qiu grabbed a pair of rubber gloves next to him and put it on, then said to Doctor Qin.
Doctor Qin was taken aback, and handed the scalpel over: "What are you going to do?"
"Prove the cause of death." Ye Qiu said, and then took the scalpel, turned around to grasp Chaoqiang's heart, and then slashed it down, cutting the heart valve cleanly, and then a jet of black blood spewed out. .
"This, this is..."
Seeing the **** water, Doctor Qin's face immediately changed.