"Miss Ye, how is my father?" Qian He's heart skipped a beat when he saw Ye Qingqing's serious expression, thinking that his father's condition had worsened.
Ye Qingqing gave him a deep look and didn't hide anything, "Your father is dead, and the time of death is at least more than three hours ago."
In other words, when Chiga came to check on him in the morning, his father was already lifeless, but Chiga did not notice.
Chiga's expression changed drastically. He stared at her in disbelief, his hand trembling as he checked Kamiya Kiku's breath. Overwhelmed with grief, he collapsed to the ground, muttering, "How could this be? Father drank rice porridge last night. He was in good spirits, saying he felt much better. He even said he wanted miso soup this morning. How could he be dead... Miss Ye, please check him again. Is Father in shock? Maybe he's not dead..."
Chiga refused to accept the facts and begged Ye Qingqing to save the person.
Although Ye Qingqing disliked Kamiya Yoshihisa, she didn't have a bad feeling about Chiga. This man was honest, filial to his father, and loyal to his friends. He was a good person, but unfortunately, his father was a heinous villain.
"Accept reality, your father is dead. These three days are a critical period, and anything could happen at any time. If someone had been with you at the time, perhaps you could have been saved."
Ye Qingqing found it strange. A seriously ill patient like Kamiya Kiku would definitely have a nurse by his side 24 hours a day. How could she not have noticed that Kamiya Kiku had died?
Qianhe's expression changed again, and he rushed out the door, shouting, "Where did everyone go?"
A nurse in her thirties came running over, looking flustered. Judging from her demeanor and tone, she was probably Chinese as well, but she spoke in English, which Ye Qingqing could understand.
"Where have you been? Why aren't you by my father's side? Did I spend a fortune to invite you here to have fun, Miss Risa?" Chiga roared, a far cry from her usual gentle demeanor.
Ms. Risa's voice trembled with fright, "I went to the restroom, I was only gone for a short while."
Ye Qingqing interjected, "Except when you went to the toilet, you've been watching over Mr. Kamiya the whole time?"
"Yes...yes, I handed over the shift to Ms. Miko at 7:30 and have been on duty until now." Ms. Risa lowered her head and spoke softly.
Ye Qingqing raised her wrist to check the time. "It's 9:30 now. That means you've been watching over the patient for the past two hours, and haven't left his side except for the few minutes you went to the bathroom?"
"Yes."
Miss Risa nodded, but still didn't dare to look up, trembling with fear.
"You're lying. If you've been watching over Mr. Kamiya the whole time, how could you not know he's dead? You're a professionally trained nurse," Ye Qingqing rebuked.
Miss Risa was startled and looked up abruptly. "Dead? Impossible... Mr. Kamiya was full of energy last night and said he wanted to drink miso soup in the morning. His vital signs were all good. He couldn't possibly be dead. Absolutely not!"
At this moment, she adopted the demeanor of a professional nurse. Miss Risa rushed into the room, reached out and touched the room, her expression turning to despair.
"No... this isn't scientific. Mr. Kamiya is slowly recovering; he couldn't possibly be dead. What happened? This isn't scientific..."
Ms. Risa really couldn't understand it. Her professional skills were absolutely top-notch; she was a first-rate caregiver. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been chosen to take care of Yoshihisa Kamiya.
Ye Qingqing's mind raced. Miss Risa had so confidently declared that it was unscientific. Could there be something fishy about the old thief's death?
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