Chapter 108
Ni Ruolan's face turned pale, and she staggered and almost fell.
Fortunately, Zhuang Pingchun supported her in time, saving her from falling flat on her face.
Zhuang Pingchun looked at the old director, whose face had lost its lifeless grayness on the hospital bed, and spoke quickly to ease the atmosphere.
"The old director is a great hero who serves the people. He must have good luck. Besides, I have great faith in Mr. Mu's medical skills. That result will definitely not happen."
Ni Ruolan pulled the corners of her mouth stiffly, her eyes sad: "I hope so."
"No matter what, thank you Teacher Mu for today. I will pay you the corresponding fees."
Mu Qingxuan pursed her lips and did not refuse.
After a while, Mu Qingxuan and Zhuang Pingchun left the ward together.
Zhuang Pingchun asked anxiously, "Qingxuan, is the acupuncture technique you just used a family inheritance?"
"Yes."
That is a kind of acupuncture method recorded in the secret book left by my grandfather, but in a critical moment, it can bring the dead back to life.
Even my grandfather once commented that as long as this set of acupuncture techniques is used, it can pull back a person who has one foot in the underworld.
But this needle method is very difficult to use.
Ordinary people probably can’t even understand it, let alone learn it.
Mu Qingxuan only used this once in her two lifetimes.
Fortunately, she succeeded.
Zhuang Pingchun suppressed his pounding heart and asked a little embarrassedly, "I don't know, can I see this set of acupuncture techniques?"
After saying this, Zhuang Pingchun finally realized how presumptuous his words were.
She knew that some families of traditional Chinese medicine treasured their family heritage very much and almost never passed it on to outsiders.
And what she just said was no different from trying to steal someone else's heirloom.
Zhuang Pingchun gritted his teeth, closed his eyes in regret, and immediately said, "I am sorry for being so presumptuous. I didn't think before I spoke. If it's inconvenient..."
“Convenient.”
"ah?"
Zhuang Pingchun suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Mu Qingxuan in disbelief.
Mu Qingxuan smiled and said, "That is the secret book left by my grandfather. His greatest wish is that all patients in the world can receive effective treatment, so I think he is willing to spread this set of acupuncture techniques."
If more Chinese medicine doctors learned this acupuncture method, more people could be saved.
Based on Mu Qingxuan's understanding of her grandfather, she was afraid that he would feel happy too.
What's more, in Mu Qingxuan's view, whether it is technology or acupuncture, they are all for the ultimate purpose of curing diseases and saving lives.
If you keep hiding something just to gain honor for yourself, then you are no different from a villain who seeks fame and reputation.
Zhuang Pingchun's pupils shrank, and his eyes were complicated: "I didn't expect that you are so open-minded at such a young age."
She is narrow-minded.
Mu Qingxuan said: "Dean Zhuang, if you need it, I will bring the secret book to school for you in a few days."
"In a few days?" Zhuang Pingchun asked back.
"I want to copy down the secret book." Mu Qingxuan touched her nose, "It turns out that the book belonged to my grandfather. I want to keep it with me forever."
This is one of the few things her grandfather left her.
It’s not that Mu Qingxuan doesn’t trust Zhuang Pingchun, but she doesn’t dare to take any risks.
If the secret book was lent out and was damaged in any way, Mu Qingxuan would feel that she was letting her grandfather down.
It would be better to spend a few days copying the secret book exactly as it is.
Zhuang Pingchun didn't mind and nodded quickly: "A copy is fine. Qingxuan, I would be very grateful if you are willing to lend me the secret book."
As the two were talking, Lu Jingfeng returned to the ward carrying a bowl of boiled medicine.
He handed the bowl to Ni Ruolan and asked her to feed the old director the medicine, then hurried out to look for Mu Qingxuan.
"Comrade Mu, is it convenient for me to have a few words with you?"
Mu Qingxuan was stunned and nodded in agreement.
She looked at Zhuang Pingchun: "Dean Zhuang..."
Zhuang Pingchun understood and said, "Then I'll leave first. Remember to contact Director Huo to pick you up later."
Don't let the last accident happen again.
Zhuang Pingchun's little heart couldn't withstand Huo Changfeng's repeated threats.
Mu Qingxuan smiled helplessly. After watching Zhuang Pingchun leave, she asked, "Officer Lu, is this about Mu Qianqian's matter?"
Lu Jingfeng nodded heavily: "That's right."
"After our investigation, we can't find direct evidence that Mu Qianqian drugged us. All the clues currently point to Sun Qiumei."
Lu Jingfeng rubbed his aching forehead, feeling full of frustration.
Mu Qingxuan frowned: "But I didn't have any contact with Sun Qiumei that day. Isn't the victim's testimony worthy of reference?"
"Of course it's worth it. But besides that, Mu Dashan and Mu Dongjie both said they saw Sun Qiumei playing with the medicine bottle many times, so..."
Mu Qingxuan understood.
Verbal testimony alone cannot serve as direct evidence for conviction.
However, all the clues in the police investigation currently point to Sun Qiumei, which makes things very difficult.
Mu Qingxuan frowned slightly.
She suddenly thought, if it was in her previous life, the country's science and technology had developed rapidly at that time.
State-owned restaurants are definitely equipped with surveillance cameras, and there will be fingerprints on the medicine bottles, which can be used to detect who the real culprit behind the incident is.
However, these technologies have not been applied yet, which undoubtedly creates great difficulties for police officers in handling cases.
"By the way, Sun Qiumei has been clamoring to see you."
Lu Jingfeng added another sentence.
Mu Qingxuan looked up in surprise: "She wants to see me?"
Her expression was a little strange.
Mu Qingxuan didn't think Sun Qiumei wanted to show her maternal love. Instead, she felt that Sun Qiumei wanted to plead with her.
After all, Sun Qiumei herself knew best that she had never done anything to drug anyone.
She was losing interest and was about to refuse the meeting.
Lu Jingfeng added: "From Sun Qiumei's tone, if you don't go see her, you may regret it for the rest of your life."
Mu Qingxuan raised the corner of her mouth: "I'm afraid if I go to see her, I will regret it for the rest of my life."
She had nothing to say to Mu Dashan and Sun Qiumei.
Lu Jingfeng scratched his head: "If you don't want to go, it's your freedom, but she keeps yelling about Mu Hongguo or something, and I don't know who that person is, and whether it can help the case..."
Mu Qingxuan's pupils shrank and a look of shock flashed across her face.
She pursed her lips tightly, her face solemn.
Why did Sun Qiumei mention her grandfather for no reason?
Once it came to grandpa, Mu Qingxuan couldn't just sit back and do nothing.
She looked at Lu Jingfeng: "Are you going back to the police station now? I'll go with you."
Lu Jingfeng looked up, a little surprised. He didn't expect Mu Qingxuan to change her mind so quickly.
"Then I'll take you to the police station." Lu Jingfeng thought for a moment and asked again, "Do you need to contact your husband first?"
Mu Qingxuan responded softly and used the hospital's public landline to call the research institute.
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