Weiyuan asked again. The imperial doctor who came from the palace shook his head and said, "The breathing has stopped and there is no sign of pulse anymore. He is indeed dead."
After so much trouble, the sun has already set a bit. The evening wind suddenly picks up, and the coolness sweeps away the warmth of spring and blows away the peach blossoms. The pink petals are flying in the wind. This is a very eye-catching scenery, but no one is enjoying it at the moment. , everyone is guessing how Song Wan will respond.
This is a real life. How else can Song Wan prove his innocence?
Ye Minglan kept holding her breath. Finally, when the imperial doctor said this, she felt that Song Wan had been sentenced to death. She looked at Song Wan and said, "Colonel Gu is sincere to you. Not only does he not dislike your past, but he also Although you are so honorable, I didn¡¯t expect you to be so despicable and do such a shameless thing, what kind of dignity do you have in this world?¡±
Ye Minglan¡¯s voice was loud, and the pitch got higher and higher, taking the opportunity to vent all the frustration she felt during those days of being grounded.
As soon as Song Qiuse saw her face, he couldn't help but want to teach her how to behave. Song Wan noticed her movement immediately, grabbed her hand, then blocked her with his body, and looked at the imperial doctor to ask : "May I ask, sir, where is this man's fatal wound?"
Song Wan was still as calm as at the beginning. Ye Minglan only felt that she was making a useless struggle and sneered: "The person is already dead, you still want to quibble?"
Song Wan ignored Ye Minglan and only said to the imperial doctor: "Thank you for your hard work, please check again."
This matter was such a big fuss that when these people left the Governor's Mansion, there would be an uproar in the city immediately. The imperial doctor also knew that there was no reasonable explanation, so he accepted Song Wan's thanks and continued to check, but after careful inspection, it was found that Something was wrong.
"really weird."
The imperial doctor in charge of the examination muttered, and Wei Yuan asked, "Where is the weirdness?"
The imperial doctor pointed to the wounds on the lame man's body and said, "This man looks covered in blood, but the wounds on his body are not deep, and they did not hurt his vitals. Logically, there would not be so much blood."
Wei Yuan is also a martial arts practitioner, so he naturally understands the techniques, and immediately asked: "Isn't this blood his own?"
Ye Minglan didn't want the situation to turn around, so she said, "This man looks very young. He may have other diseases and cannot stand the excitement. He died of fear of being chased."
The imperial doctor nodded and said: "It is not impossible, but the old man is not a traitor. Looking at the appearance alone, we can't find the real reason. Your Highness, you should call the traitor from Dali Temple to check it out."
Most of the people present were delicate ladies from aristocratic families, and no one wanted to be with a corpse at night.
Everyone was whispering to each other, and they all wanted to go home. This was the trouble caused by Song Wan, and they had no obligation to stay here all the time.
Just when the discussion became more and more chaotic and noisy, a timid and inconspicuous voice sounded: "There is no need to ask me to do an examination. The daughter of the people can prove that Mrs. Gu is innocent."
The discussion continued for a moment and then disappeared without a trace. Everyone was looking around to see who the speaker was. A woman wearing a green dress had lowered her head and walked to Wei Yuan and Zhao Yi to kneel down.
The hem of her skirt spread out on the ground like emerald green lotus leaves, and the woman knelt there delicately, like a white lotus that had just bloomed, pure and moving.
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