Chapter 170: Eyes
Song Yuntang read the three petitions one by one.
"It's hard for me to judge just by looking at the text. Is there any physical evidence?"
Zhu Deming hurriedly took out a lunch box from the bookshelf behind him.
"This is the cake that the concubine of the Hu family ate on the day she had a miscarriage. It was sent here along with the complaint. The doctor has checked it and it seems to be fine."
Song Yuntang opened the lunch box, which contained a plate of peach cakes. As soon as he opened it, he could smell the crispy aroma.
She reached out and took a piece of peach cake, smelled the surface, and found nothing wrong.
I opened it again and checked the inside carefully, and there was no problem.
Just when she was wondering, she suddenly saw a little white powder in the darker food box, which was almost imperceptible without careful observation.
She reached out, dipped her hand in the powder, put it under her nose and smelled it, and suddenly she understood.
"Trichosanthes root is cold in nature, and pregnant women have weak spleen and stomach. Taking it may cause loose stools and abdominal discomfort. This drug can also affect the growth and development of the fetus and increase the risk of miscarriage."
She carefully looked at every peach cake in the food box and the plate they were on.
"It is true that no Radix Trichosanthis was added during the production of the peach cake, but a very small amount of residue could be seen on the plate. It is possible that the previous doctor focused on checking whether there was any problem with the peach cake and ignored the plate, so he did not notice it."
"My guess is that it was probably a small amount and multiple times, which eventually led to a slip."
Zhu Deming's brows relaxed and he smiled happily.
"Oh, it's been seven or eight days, and this case is finally making some progress! I knew that once Miss Song came, things might turn around."
Song Yuntang closed the lunch box.
"The other two cases..."
Zhu Deming gestured to the door and said, "Miss Song, please come with me to the Wang family first. The mistress of the Wang family died the day before yesterday, and the family is currently holding a funeral. However, because there are doubts about the case, I order them to postpone the funeral for a few days until the truth is revealed."
Song Yuntang nodded, and left the yamen with him. He was accompanied by Master Qin, who was holding paper and pen to record the case.
"Even the coroner can't determine the cause of death of the Wang family's mistress?"
"Mrs. Wang was a woman. When the coroner performed the autopsy that day, almost all the women in her family were present. In order to protect the lady's chastity, the autopsy had to be concluded hastily. Anyway, so far, no reason can be found." Master Qin said from behind.
In the past, due to the differences between men and women, many women died unjustly, and the truth was buried underground with the bodies.
Soon, the three of them arrived at the Wang family.
The Wang family was indeed holding a funeral. There were lanterns and mourning banners with the word "甸" (dian) written on white paper hanging at the door. After Master Qin explained their purpose, the servants led the three of them to the mourning hall.
A man and a woman were kneeling in front of the mourning hall. The woman was about thirteen years old, and the man was two or three years older than her.
The two men had red and swollen eyes and looked haggard. Perhaps it was the sudden death of their mother that tortured the two teenagers into this state.
Seeing the person coming, the two of them hurriedly saluted.
"Master Zhu, Master Qin."
Zhu Deming raised his hand, "No need to be polite."
After turning to bow to the spirit tablet, he looked at Song Yuntang behind him.
"Miss Song, let's start."
Just then, a middle-aged man came to the mourning hall, bowed to Zhu Deming with a flattering smile on his face.
"Master Zhu, the weather is not yet completely cool, and my wife's body has been in the mourning hall for three days. I wonder how the case is going on here? If the coffin is not sealed and buried, the body will probably rot."
In her previous life, Song Yuntang had seen many dead people and their families in the hospital, but she could not see the slightest sadness in the eyes of this Mr. Wang.
This husband is really cold-hearted.
A woman followed Mr. Wang into the mourning hall, twisting her waist as she walked and spoke.
"Yes, Master Zhu, my sister has had a heart disease for a long time. Although she passed away suddenly, it is not impossible to explain. The two children may not be able to accept the loss of their mother, so they reported the case. Since it has been investigated, there is no problem. How can it be reasonable to keep her body in the mourning hall without burying her?"
She came into the hall and bowed to Zhu Deming.
"Liu Jiaojiao greets Master Zhu."
Zhu Deming glanced in the direction of the two of them and said with a smile.
"No hurry, I think we can bury him after today."
The reason why the cause of Mrs. Wang’s death has not been found and the case has not been closed is because some of the Wang family’s practices are too strange, but they are unable to find evidence.
When Liu Jiaojiao heard what Zhu Deming said, she couldn't help but tighten her hand holding the handkerchief under her sleeve.
The boys and girls standing nearby, dressed in mourning, began to wipe their tears again.
Zhu Deming gave Song Yuntang a wink, and Song Yuntang walked towards the coffin.
"I hope this girl won't destroy my wife's body." said Mr. Wang.
"I can't guarantee that."
Song Yuntang said coldly and came to the coffin.
After she put on the mask and face towel handed to her by Master Qin, she began to examine Mrs. Wang.
Liu Jiaojiao felt relieved when she saw that the person performing the autopsy on Mrs. Wang was a teenage girl. Even an experienced coroner couldn't tell what was wrong, so it was even more impossible for a young girl to tell anything.
She hid the smile on her lips with a handkerchief.
"Young lady, please look carefully to avoid delaying your sister's burial."
Song Yuntang ignored her. After carefully examining Madam Wang's body, she touched her heart and asked, "What did Madam Wang eat the day before she died?"
The girl standing not far away raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks and choked up, "My mother's food that day was no different from the past. It was all ordinary meals in the mansion, and medicine to treat her heart disease."
The man next to her continued what her sister said.
"My mother's heart disease had improved under the doctor's treatment before, but for some reason, when I came to see her recently, she always complained of palpitations and chest pains, and she didn't have much energy to talk to us. But the doctor couldn't find any problems. I suspect she ate something she shouldn't have, otherwise there wouldn't be such a big change."
But he didn't know any medicine, and the elders in his family were unwilling to check it out.
They could only report it to the government office and let the government intervene.
If his mother was really framed, he had to find out the truth so that his mother could rest in peace.
Mr. Wang, who was not far away, said impatiently, "She already had a heart disease. She was only getting better before, not completely cured. It's not surprising that something like this happened suddenly. Now that you have reported it to the authorities, your mother will not be able to rest in peace even after her death."
The boy looked at him hatefully.
"When mom was alive, dad never showed any concern for her. But now he actually considers mom."
"You!" Master Wang pointed at him and said angrily, "You rebellious son! How dare you talk to your father?"
Liu Jiaojiao hurried forward and stroked his chest.
"Master, don't be angry. Hongxuan is still young, and he didn't mean to make you angry."
Then she looked at Wang Hongxuan, "Hongxuan, I know you are unhappy because of your sister's death, but the master is your father after all. With outsiders present, you should give him some face."
Wang Hongxuan said, "Stop pretending to be so hypocritical in front of us. It's disgusting!"
Master Wang pointed at him.
"Look at him, the rebellious son!"
Just when he was about to say something, Song Yuntang spoke up, "Can you show me the residue from the medicine that Madam Wang took before? And also the food she ate in the last few days of her life. It would be best if you could give me a list."
Combining the symptoms Wang Hongxuan just described and the conclusion drawn from the autopsy on Mrs. Wang, she wanted to confirm one thing.
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