Zhou Xiangdong: "I had someone check, and it turned out that he cut his wrist with a piece of soup spoon. Apart from the original injury, there were no other abnormalities on his body!"
Ruan Qingling thought for a moment and asked, "Can I take a look?"
Zhou Xiangdong said, "There's nothing interesting about dead people."
Isn't she afraid?
Ruan Qingling said, "I've been studying anatomy recently, and I want to see if I can verify this."
Zhou Xiangdong: "..."
He could only look at Song Shiting.
Ruan Qingling insisted on going to see it: "I just want to take one look to confirm my doubts."
Song Shiting nodded in final agreement.
Zhou Xiangdong had no choice but to take Ruan Qingling with him.
The people have just been moved to the morgue.
The body is still soft.
Ruan Qingling tried to find some clues, but after checking, she realized that Li Weixin's fatal injury was indeed due to excessive blood loss, which was also the open wound on his wrist.
Aside from the existing wounds, there were no new injuries on his body.
Moreover, the skin on the body is normal, and there is no sign of poisoning.
In the early hours of the morning, when everyone was exhausted, he smashed a soup spoon and cut his own wrist.
No one noticed, and since he was already injured and bleeding, he died even faster and more completely.
Ruan Qingling did not find any other clues.
I had no choice but to leave.
Zhou Xiangdong waited on the side, while Ruan Qingling treated the corpse as if she were looking at a sleeping person.
He had spent many years on the battlefield, so he was immune to corpses. But Ruan Qingling, an intern doctor who had no chance to come into contact with corpses, actually had such audacity!
He asked, "Sister-in-law, have you found anything?"
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