Chapter 290 Disgraceful

"Old man, you left in such a hurry, how am I going to survive alone?"

Old Man Ma’s wife wiped her tears and cried so hard that she almost fainted.

Hongli was unsure, so he pushed Ningxiang beside him and said, "The person must be really dead, otherwise how could he pretend to be so sincere?"

Ningxiang also tended to think that the person was gone, but for Yan Jing's sake, she still said, "Sister Hongli, it's hard to say. When we watch a troupe perform, have we ever felt that it was fake?"

The Ma family has not yet split up, and a large amount of wealth is in the hands of old man Ma.

Now that the man is gone, the sons look unhappy. I don’t know if they are worried about the family inheritance or something else.

Yan Lin watched for a while and felt something was strange.

Most of the several kinds of pills sold in medicine shops are kept at home and have strict dosages and precautions.

To avoid misdiagnosis, there were two doctors in the medicine shop who took turns taking the patient's pulse, and the names of the buyers and the medicines purchased were all recorded.

"Even if it's an overdose, it won't kill people. It's not arsenic!"

The situation was unclear, and the Ma family immediately blamed Cheng Yao for killing someone, which made Yan Lin very angry.

After all, he is a descendant of the Yan family. How could there be any mistakes in preparing medicinal materials?

Jiang Yuzhu listened to the people around her and got a general idea: "Old Man Ma has a lot of money, but he is a miser and doesn't give a penny to his children."

"His wife said that whenever Old Man Ma has a headache or fever, he goes to Jishidiang for treatment. The consultation fee starts at at least fifty taels of silver!"

After Yan Lin finished speaking, he suddenly realized something and said, "Madam Xie, you see, Old Man Ma's eldest son is already thirty years old, and his clothes don't look like those of a wealthy family. Maybe the eldest son poisoned Old Man Ma to death in order to seize the family property?"

If you live a life of luxury and treat your children harshly, there is no guarantee that your children do not have other thoughts.

The Ma family members each had their own thoughts and looked exceptionally silent.

"If the pills were poisoned, it would be hard to explain."

Yan Lin pressed his painful forehead, and the more he thought about it, the more complicated it became.

At the door of the drugstore, two doctors who were seeing patients saw such a scene for the first time. They were completely confused and looked at each other, unable to explain what was going on.

"Today, the medicine shop must give the Ma family an explanation!"

Ma's wife refused to give in and demanded compensation from the medicine shop. "Even if there is nothing wrong with the herbs themselves, the doctor is still responsible if the dosage is not specified in detail!"

The two doctors were accused of shit, and their faces flushed as they tried to defend themselves: "Stop spitting blood. You won't die even if you take ten bottles of the medicine in the shop!"

It takes time for the medicine to take effect. If there are any reactions during the process, you can see a doctor and there will be a chance to remedy the situation.

Besides, the medicine shop had just opened, and in order to prevent one person from hoarding and reselling the goods, they had limited the quantity, with each person being limited to purchasing only one bottle of each kind.

Old man Ma is gone, and the blame is put on the medicine shop. Where is the evidence?

"Yeah, what medicinal herbs did Old Man Ma buy that made him die?"

"Old Man Ma was in good health. How could he have died if the medicine wasn't poisonous?"

The people gathered together and whispered, trying to guess the truth.

Jiang Yuzhu was sharp-eyed and noticed movement under the door. She curled her lips sarcastically and said, "Yan Lin, go and uncover the white cloth."

Didn’t they say that the person was already dead? The person under the white cloth moved. Was he faking his death or pretending to be dead?

Yan Lin hesitated for a moment and looked at the servant Xiao Wuzi beside him.

If there was blood on the body, Yan Lin was worried that he would have another attack and faint.

Xiao Wuzi was helpless and reluctantly said: "Wouldn't this be disrespectful to the dead?"

Unable to resist, Xiao Wuzi kowtowed three times, muttering something, then suddenly rushed forward and pulled away the white cloth.

There was an old man lying under the white cloth, his eyes wide open, staring at Xiao Wuzi. He obviously didn't react to Xiao Wuzi's sudden action.

"Ghost, ghost!"

Xiao Wuzi was startled and ran behind Yan Lin like a gust of wind to hide.

Now, the people were in an uproar again and started talking about it.

"This person is not Old Man Ma, but the doorman of the Ma family. Where is Old Man Ma?"

"Is old man Ma dead? Could he be here to scam me?"

The people couldn't understand why the Ma family's business had nothing to do with the medicine shop and there was no vicious competition.

In the midst of the noise, Hong Xiu arrived with officials from the yamen. At this moment, everyone in the Ma family obviously flinched.

"Officer, we didn't report it to the police."

Old Man Ma’s wife wiped her tears and glared at Hong Xiu fiercely.

Hong Xiu rolled her eyes and said quickly, "It's a matter of life and death. You don't want to seek justice for the deceased, but just want to ask for a huge sum of money to settle the matter?"

"Yes, is Mr. Ma dead?"

"What is the Ma family thinking of using a living person as a corpse to cause trouble?"

The people quickly changed their stance from initially sympathizing with the Ma family to questioning them.

The officer squinted his eyes and looked at the Ma family. He asked coldly, "Public affairs are official. Where is the body of Master Ma?"

The person is dead, and the specific cause of death must be handed over to the coroner of the government office for an autopsy.

If it has nothing to do with the medicine shop, a notice must be posted to give the medicine shop justice.

"this……"

When the Ma family members mentioned the corpse, their faces all looked grim.

The official saw that something was wrong and asked the two doctors, "What medicine did Master Ma buy?"

"Sir, all the herbs in the shop have been registered. Mr. Ma bought pills for treating colds and headaches yesterday."

The records are very clear and include the fingerprints of Mr. Ma himself, which can be used for verification.

"Sir, this..."

Mr. Ma's wife lost most of her momentum and smiled flatteringly, "Maybe there was a misunderstanding. Let's go back now."

"no!"

Yan Lin tried to stop him. Why should a rotten fish leave so easily when it has tarnished the reputation of the medicine shop?

The medicine shop also needs an explanation!

"Sir, I am one of the owners of the finished medicine shop. Now the reputation of the shop has been damaged. Please find out the truth and give us a clear name."

The officer thought the request was very reasonable.

At this moment, the Ma family members' expressions changed back and forth. Boss Ma lowered his head and could not utter a word.

The police officers took the lead and headed straight to the Ma family, followed by a large group of people who came to watch the fun.

When they arrived at the mansion, the servants of the Ma family were already trembling with fear and knew nothing about anything they were asked.

"Where is the body?"

The police also noticed something fishy and their tone became more serious.

Ma Laotou's wife stammered and couldn't say a complete sentence, while Ma Laoda pointed to the woodshed at home and said in a muffled voice: "Be prepared."

The person is definitely gone, but his death was not glorious enough.

The officers were puzzled. What kind of misery had they not seen?

Inside the woodshed, there was a bed covered with white cloth, and the sound of a woman sobbing could be heard.

The officers were startled and initially thought there was a ghost in broad daylight. They held their knives and ran towards the white cloth vigilantly.