031 Innocence

Feng Qingchen was not a person without tact. She knew that Xie San was serious, so she shrugged indifferently, stood up straight and said casually: "Take me to the scene. Since we are here, no matter if I can help or not, I have to take a look."

While speaking, Feng Qingchen did not forget to throw a dreamy look at Lord Wei, "Want to use me?"

His whole body went cold and the new Lord Yiwei opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

This Feng Qingchen actually saw through his intention?

Lord Wei touched the cold sweat on his forehead and regretted secretly in his heart. If he had known that Feng Qingchen was so difficult to deceive, he should have been more polite to her and praised her more, so that she would be in a difficult situation.

Fortunately, most officials are thick-skinned and black-hearted, and their face and conscience were eaten by dogs hundreds of years ago.

Lord Wei Xueliang immediately put away his stern face and walked towards Feng Qingchen with a smile: "Miss Feng, thank you for your help. I heard that Miss Feng treated the second young master Su. We must not let young master Xie and young master Wang down today."

"Lord Wei has said too much. Qingchen doesn't have that ability." Feng Qingchen said with a smile as he walked.

"Hahaha, Miss Feng, don't be so modest. I know Miss Feng's abilities very well. I was a little harsh just now because I was anxious about the murder case." Lord Wei laughed and was about to say a few more words when they arrived at the inner room.

As I stepped into the room, the smell of blood hit my nose. I looked down and saw a woman fainted on the ground, her white clothes stained with blood.

The case was actually being tried in this room.

This Xie family is too arrogant.

Feng Qingchen shook his head.

The privileged class is really something to be envied, jealous and hated.

Also, the protection of the scene was really good, and it looked like this group of people were really determined to wait for her.

"Wuuuu... Third Young Master, Master, you have to help me. Master was nearly forty years old and had this one son, and he's gone just like that..." A charming woman cried miserably, and when she saw the middle-aged man coming, she immediately fell limp on him.

It turned out that the middle-aged man who used generous gifts to humiliate Feng Qingchen was the second master of the Xie family, a concubine, whose status was not as high as Xie Sangao.

"Okay, stop crying. Miss Feng is here. With her abilities, she will definitely get to the bottom of this." Master Xie curled his lips slightly, looking sarcastic.

If Lord Wei hadn't praised Feng Qingchen so highly, Xie Qi and Wang San wouldn't have gone to invite her in person.

Of course, he knew very well that Xie San and Wang Qi went to invite Feng Qingchen mainly to please the royal family.

The Wang and Xie families consider themselves to be big families, so of course they would not play dirty tricks. But as long as Feng Qingchen makes a mistake, they can use it as a crime and throw her in jail, preferably until she dies.

Of course, if Feng Qingchen really had the ability, the Wang and Xie families would not be able to do anything to her.

It’s a pity that a woman like Feng Qingchen, no matter how capable she is, can she still do anything?

This is a big family. Even a dead person can be used mercilessly. Today's matter is not just the matter of the second house. He has no right to interfere at all.

"I don't have it, master, I have nothing left..." The tortured woman crawled on the ground, moaning softly.

Feng Qingchen heard this and felt sad.

Women in this era are really pitiful. Not only do they have to smile and watch their husbands sleep with other women, they also have to accept the children their husbands have with other women. Once anything happens to the child, they become objects of suspicion.

Feng Qingchen closed his eyes silently and told himself.

Now that I'm here, I have to do something, even if it's for the dying woman who insists on her innocence.

Women, why make things difficult for women!

When she was in medical school, she also attended several forensic courses, which might come in handy today.

"Make way."

Since he had decided to intervene, Feng Qingchen had no feelings of dissatisfaction. After all, working with emotions was a big taboo for a doctor.

Feng Qingchen, with a serious face, pushed everyone away and walked towards the small bed.

The baby's crib is decorated with gold and silver, which makes the Xie family look so luxurious. The wealth of the Xie family is really unimaginable.

**, the pink and tender baby's face was now purple and his whole body was stiff.

Feng Qingchen's eyes were slightly sore, and then his face became expressionless again.

Xie San and Wang Qi shook their heads.

This Feng Qingchen is really cold-blooded.

When they saw the tragic death of such a young child, they couldn't help but feel heartbroken, but Feng Qingchen didn't even frown.

Feng Qingchen doesn't care what others think of her. When she gets into work mode, she will automatically ignore the people around her.

Feng Qingchen took out the small bag tied to her feet, and ignoring everyone's surprise and confusion, she laid out a row of stainless steel knives, tweezers, medical cotton, small bottles of medicine, and bandages one by one.

Ahem…

Don't get me wrong.

The reason for displaying these is not because all of them can be used, but to make yourself look more mysterious and professional.

There are some things that modern medical techniques can do and some that they cannot do. When you display these special tools, no one will say you are a witch, they will only say you are mysterious.

At this time, as long as she didn't have her heart opened and stitched, she wouldn't be suspected.

And if one day, she becomes famous all over the world, she will no longer have any scruples.

Because, when you reach a height that is unattainable to others, you can display even the most bizarre things.

At that time, no one will call you a demon, they will just call you a god.

That's human nature.

As expected, Feng Qingchen took the time to glance at everyone and found that everyone looked at her differently, but...

The concubine whose child had died seemed to be frozen for a moment, and her voice sounded a little strange, as if she was howling, which is generally called fake crying.

There is something fishy.

Feng Qingchen was startled.

Would this woman be like Wu Zetian, who killed her own son with her own hands and put the blame on her wife in order to win favor?

Thinking of this, Feng Qingchen felt his hands and feet go cold.

If this was true, then she felt really sorry for the child, who was born into the womb of a vicious woman.

Huh... After taking a breath, Feng Qingchen began to give himself hints.

Feng Qingchen, you are a doctor, you are a professional, don't let personal feelings affect your judgment. What you need to do now is to concentrate on the examination.

Rubbing his hands until the blood recovered and his fingers became moderately soft, Feng Qingchen put on medical gloves and a mask and began to give the child a full-body examination.

The child's body was cold and stiff, and the color of his face proved that he died of suffocation. There were several bruises on his arms, and judging by the color of the marks, they must have been caused after death.

Feng Qingchen checked very carefully, and no one dared to make a sound.

Xie San and Wang Qi couldn't help but wonder, is Feng Qingchen really that capable?

If they are really capable, they won't play dirty tricks. Everyone should just treat it as a meeting so that they can meet again in the future.

Feng Qingchen had no idea about the psychological changes of these two noble gentlemen. Her mind was completely focused on the body of Ying Qian.

"Huh?" Feng Qingchen saw a few cotton threads on the child's nails, picked up the tweezers and picked them up carefully.

"What's the use of this?" Xie San asked.

In fact, he had wanted to ask this question a long time ago.

Feng Qingchen's actions are incomprehensible.

Is it necessary to be so careful during an autopsy?

Those coroners don't seem to be like that.

Feng Qingchen turned around and looked at Xie San calmly without saying anything.

That look seemed to say: Can you please stop asking such stupid questions?

Turning around, Feng Qingchen picked out the cotton threads from his nails one by one and placed them on a small piece of black cloth.

Xie San was met with a cold stare, but for some reason, he was not angry.

There was no way. Feng Qingchen at this moment gave off a very sacred and authoritative feeling, which made people involuntarily convinced.

Then, Feng Qingchen's small tweezers came to the child's nasal cavity again. As if she had known it before, she picked out a few cotton threads in the child's nasal cavity, the same as those in the nail crevices.

"Huh? How come there's something in the nose? What's the use of it?"