An Tingyu hurried into the palace and came to the palace where Mr. An and An Donglin were placed.
Inside the hall, the imperial physicians, led by Doctor Zhong and Yang Qingwei, gathered around two beds, while Long Xunyi paced anxiously by the side. When he saw An Tingyu coming, he immediately went to greet her.
"Sister An, I'm sorry. I really didn't know this would happen. A jailer who was delivering food was bribed. I sent people to investigate, but he had already died suddenly at home. There were no signs of a fight, so we found nothing."
"How are my grandfather and my father?" An Tingyu simply ignored Long Xunyi's words. When she came here, she had thought about the ways in which everyone could be poisoned, and poisoning the food was the most likely possibility, so she was not too surprised by what Long Xunyi said, but she did not expect the murderer to die so soon. It seemed that someone was behind this.
"Doctor Zhong and Yang Qingwei are performing rescue work." Long Xunyi said.
An Tingyu stopped talking and walked directly towards Doctor Zhong and Yang Qingwei.
"Teacher!" Seeing An Tingyu, the imperial doctors from the Imperial Medical Bureau respectfully called her "Teacher", then stepped aside to let An Tingyu pass.
"How is it?" An Tingyu asked calmly, looking at Mr. An and An Donglin lying side by side. She had no expression on her face, but her slender hands were secretly clenched into fists. Her sharp eyes were as cold as the frost in December, extremely chilling.
"It's just an ordinary poison, and the dosage is not fatal. It is obvious that the murderer did not want to kill Mr. An and An Chengxiang, but why the murderer did that is incomprehensible." This was Yang Qingwei's voice.
Hearing this, An Tingyu still had a cold face, but her heart gradually calmed down. As long as her life was not in danger, otherwise...
"Apart from the jailer who delivered the food, are there any other clues?" An Tingyu asked.
Long Xunyi shook his head. "No, I ordered people to check the jailer's house several times, and the results were the same."
An Tingyu supported her chin, thinking secretly. After a moment, she said lightly: "Doctor Zhong, I'll leave this to you. Yang Qingwei, come with me. I want to perform an autopsy!"
A person will not die suddenly for no reason unless there are other reasons.
In the morgue, as soon as the door was opened, a foul smell of decay hit them in the face. An Tingyu and Yang Qingwei quickly put on their masks, and then, led by a coroner, came to a corpse.
"That's it. However, I have checked again and again. The jailer really died of an ordinary sudden death, so there is nothing to check." The coroner said with some pride.
He was the emperor's personal coroner. In Tianmen, if he dared to claim second place, no one would dare to claim first place. But he had just checked again and was about to leave when these two people arrived. They really didn't know their place! They didn't think about where this place was. Even though one of them was Yang Qingwei, known as a miracle doctor, and the other was An Tingyu, the world-famous nineteenth concubine, examining the dead was the domain of coroners. The people lying inside were all dead, not living people who needed their treatment.
An Tingyu saw the disapproval in the coroner's eyes, but she didn't say anything. As the saying goes, whether it's a mule or a horse, take it out for a walk. In front of a "frog" that has never seen the sea, why should she argue? She just needed to defeat him with her real ability.
"Yang Qingwei, you've dissected a frog before, and you've also learned about the internal organs of the human body. Now you dissect a human, and I'll be by your side to guide you."
Following An Tingyu's words, Yang Qingwei immediately took out a set of surgical tools, lifted the white cloth covering the corpse, and then skillfully cut...
"You...you guys..." The coroner had never seen such a scene before, so when Yang Qingwei cut down with the knife, the internal organs that had begun to rot were exposed. The coroner vomited and quickly ran out the door to vomit.
However, inside the house, An Tingyu and Yang Qingwei acted as if he didn't exist, and didn't react at all to his reaction. They cut when they should and reminded when they should.
"Dive a little deeper."
"Yes!" Yang Qingwei obeyed the order and answered, increasing the force of his hands slightly. "Based on the body temperature and the time when Mr. An and the others were in trouble, the jailer should have died between one and a half and two hours ago. However, judging by the degree of decay of his internal organs, he must have been dead for at least two days. Therefore, it is preliminarily concluded that it is unlikely that the jailer is the murderer. In other words, he is just a scapegoat."
"Check what the deceased had eaten before his death." An Tingyu said again.
Yang Qingwei immediately checked the stomach. After a while, he said in surprise: "Master Nineteen, this jailer's stomach is a bit strange. Logically, his internal organs have begun to rot, so the contents of the stomach naturally can't be intact, but you can still tell what the food is."
Hearing this, An Tingyu not only did not frown, but smiled, "That's the problem!"
"Master Nineteen, what on earth is going on?" Yang Qingwei was confused.
"Let me ask you, if you put poison in food, will the food rot immediately?"
Yang Qingwei shook his head, "No, at least not for a certain period of time."
"Then let me ask you again, what happens if the human body absorbs poison from food?"
"He died immediately from poisoning." Yang Qingwei's eyes lit up. He understood what An Tingyu wanted to express. If food is mixed with poison, the food will not rot immediately. However, if the human body is poisoned, the first thing to rot will be the internal organs that have absorbed the poison. That is why you can still tell what is in the stomach.
"And then what?" An Tingyu raised her eyebrows lazily and asked in a low voice.
"I understand!" Yang Qingwei responded, then immediately took out a silver needle and stabbed it into the stomach of the deceased without hesitation. When he took it out, the silver needle had turned black.
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