Chapter 70 The Secret of the Past
"Shen Daqiang loves drinking, playing cards, and is generous even when he's poor, so he knows a lot of people, but the only ones he plays with are those three."
Li Guoxiang counted on his fingers, "Zhao Quezi, Tian Laosi and Xu Dayan."
"The three of them all worked in the same workshop as Shen Daqiang. The four of them had similar interests and were in cahoots with each other."
"When Shunzi of my family got into trouble, the four of them said almost the same thing, as if they had colluded with each other in advance."
"After Shunzi was buried, I went and gave the four of them a good beating to vent my anger on Shunzi's behalf."
"If it were based on their personalities, if they had done nothing wrong to Shunzi, they would have definitely made a scene and would have fought me to the death, but they all accepted it and kept hiding from me afterwards."
"A few days ago, I went out to dinner with Zhao Quezi, Tian Laosi and Xu Dayan. They didn't dare to let me pay and were still very polite to me. I deliberately mentioned that I would re-investigate Shunzi's matter, and they were all very flustered."
Yue Mingli recalled the interrogation contents of the three people recorded in the case file.
The three of them were in the same workshop with Li Guoshun, so Lao Pang, who was in charge of the investigation at the time, focused on questioning the three of them and Shen Daqiang.
It was indeed as Li Guoxiang said, the testimonies of the four people were surprisingly consistent.
That is, the four of them had not yet arrived at the workshop when Li Guoshun was killed. They gathered together to play mahjong after drinking the night before at Shen Daqiang's house and played until dawn.
Afterwards, the four of them went to have breakfast and then went to the factory together.
Lao Pang asked the neighbors around and they indeed heard the sound of mahjong. One of them even went over to watch for a while and saw that there were four of them playing.
I also asked the hotel waiter, and he said he had seen four people, and the time matched what they said.
When Lao Pang discussed the case with Yue Mingli, he said that he had also suspected the four people at the time and felt that something was wrong with them, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
They couldn't act based on their feelings, they had to rely on evidence. In the end, they didn't find any strong evidence, so they could only conclude that Li Guoshun's death was an industrial accident.
Yue Mingli had a general idea in mind, and he and Shen Zhiqiu said goodbye to Li Guoxiang's family.
Li Xing sent the two out of the hospital and walked to a secluded place. She called out to Yue Mingli, "Captain Yue, I have some ideas that I want to talk to you about alone."
Chen Zhiqiu didn't know why Li Xing was deliberately avoiding her, but she tactfully moved away and helped Li Xing and Yue Mingli keep watch.
"Xiao Li, what do you want to say?" Yue Mingli asked Li Xing.
Li Xing pursed her lips, looking embarrassed: "Captain Yue, I have read the autopsy report about my uncle. I suspect that my uncle may have been... suffered..."
Yue Mingli saw that Li Xing was having difficulty speaking, so he spoke for her: "Do you suspect that your uncle was sexually assaulted?"
Li Xing's eyes were red and she nodded vigorously.
"The bruises on my uncle's body are not normal. Normal people wouldn't have them in those places if they were in a fight."
"It was my teacher who examined my uncle's injuries at the time. He recalled that he noticed that my uncle's anus was torn and swollen."
Yue Mingli frowned: "But this is not written in the appraisal report."
Li Xing sighed helplessly: "My teacher was just like me now. There are some things that can't be helped."
"Xiao Li, what other news did you get from your teacher?"
Li Xing shook her head. "There's nothing else. My grandmother refused to perform an autopsy in order to keep my uncle's body intact."
"Okay, I understand."
The next day, Yue Mingli and Shen Zhiqiu went their separate ways. Shen Zhiqiu took the medicine residue and went to Hexi Village to find Dong Hesong.
"Grandpa."
Shen Zhiqiu learned from Dong Xiaomei that Dong Hesong loved calligraphy, so he specially asked Yue Guohuai for a Duan inkstone as a gift for him.
"Zhi Qiu, you are thoughtful."
Dong Hesong put the inkstone on the desk, sniffed, looked at the oilcloth bag in Shen Zhiqiu's hand, and said the ingredients of the medicine residue: "Rehmannia root, Angelica sinensis, White Peony Root, Chuanxiong, Siwu Decoction."
"Grandpa, you are amazing. You can smell what is in the food without even looking at the recipe."
Shen Zhiqiu put the oilcloth bag on the desk, opened it, and handed the prescription to Dong Hesong first: "Grandpa, these are some prescriptions that my mother used when she was alive. I came here to trouble you to help me see if there is anything wrong."
Dong Hesong looked at them one by one and found that all the prescriptions were similar, except that a few herbs were added or subtracted from the Siwu Decoction. They were neither outstanding nor extraordinary.
"As far as the recipe is concerned, there is nothing wrong with it."
Putting down the prescription, Dong Hesong explained the principle to Shen Zhiqiu: "Zhiqiu, we need to prescribe medicine according to the patient's condition and find the root cause."
"For example, if the patient's condition is dryness and heat, then it is necessary to reduce the heat and use some Yin-nourishing and cooling medicines. Generally, warm and nourishing medicines should not be used at this time.
But if the person suffers from lower body cold and upper body fire, with water and fire out of balance, then the fire should be guided downward and some warming herbs should be prescribed for foot soaking. ”
"So whether this prescription is appropriate or not depends on the patient's condition. If it is in line with the condition, then it is appropriate. But if it is contrary to the condition, then it is definitely inappropriate."
"Grandpa, can you help me take a look at these medicinal residues to see if there is anything wrong?" Shen Zhiqiu pushed all the medicinal residues in front of Dong Hesong.
Dong Hesong looked at it carefully and shook his head: "There is no problem."
Shen Zhiqiu was very excited: "How could everything be fine? If everything was fine, how could my mother die from taking these medicines?"
Dong Hesong thought for a moment and looked at Shen Zhiqiu: "Zhiqiu, tell grandpa when your mother took these medicines. Do you remember?"
After Shen Zhiqiu finished talking about Ye Yunshuang's situation, Dong Hesong read the prescription again and shook his head repeatedly: "No wonder, no wonder."
"Grandpa?"
Dong Hesong spread out the prescriptions one by one in front of Shen Zhiqiu, asked her to look at the date on the prescriptions, and explained to her: "Your mother's qi and blood are deficient after giving birth. It would be fine if she took Siwu Decoction at this time, but look at what she took? Taohong Siwu Decoction!"
"This Taohong Siwu Decoction can invigorate blood circulation and dissipate blood stasis. People with blood deficiency should not take it, as it will make their blood deficiency worse."
"She had been taking it for more than a year, which was enough to damage her body. Even if she took it again, it would not be able to make up for it, not to mention that the prescriptions she took afterwards all had one or two cold medicines added to them.
It seems to balance the heat of Rehmannia glutinosa and Chuanxiong in Siwu Decoction, but for your mother's physique, it is a death warrant. ”
Dong Hesong became angrier and angrier as he spoke. He pointed to the signature on the prescription and angrily cursed, "This Xu Lai, he only learned a little bit and dared to prescribe a prescription for someone. He really treats human life as a joke!"
"Grandpa, do you know this man?"
"More than knowing each other!"
Dong Hesong was so angry that his chest heaved: "Back then, he was very opposed to traditional Chinese medicine! He took the lead in criticizing me every day! He took away many medical books from me!"
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