Chapter 56 Since there is no money to buy it off, he has no choice but to destroy it forever
Even Shang Yunle gave him a strange look, shook his head, and said, "I can't answer this question. I'm a doctor, not a forensic pathologist, and examining injuries isn't my specialty."
Just like a regular doctor can only tell if a wound is caused by pressure or a cut with a sharp object, a medical practitioner can only tell if a wound was caused by a forbidden spell or was caused by accidental spiritual energy.
"I can only say that this injury was definitely caused by a lethal forbidden spell. Ordinary spells cannot harm the Sword Palace at all."
"I don't know what forbidden spell caused this, but the murderer is clear." Yu Jiani's eyes were red, and she cursed through gritted teeth, "Xiang Yongkang and Qi Yishan deserved God's punishment! They got shot so easily! They really should be cut into pieces!"
Xiang Yongkang... Du Wanwan recalled, her fingertips moved subconsciously, wanting to touch something, but when she moved, she realized that her hand was still tightly held by Pei Xingyao.
He seemed unconscious and lost in thought.
It was a bit strange. Du Wanwan shook his hand gently to bring him back to his senses, and then asked, "Doctor Shang, do you have any ideas for treatment? In my current state, can I go out tomorrow?"
Shang Yunle admitted that she couldn't resist the temptation of money, but she understood the rules of accepting money. After just a short while, she had already formed a preliminary idea. She said, "I'll give you a detailed medical report later. You're just in pain and exhausted right now. Ask your family doctor to make you some herbal tea to replenish your qi and blood. Prepare a clean suite for me. I need to move my documents and some pharmaceutical equipment here."
"No need. Just make a shopping list and I'll ask Grandpa Luo to buy it."
"..." Shang Yunle almost wanted to say that those instruments were very expensive, but when the words were on the tip of her tongue, she remembered her family's assets and stopped immediately. After a moment, she continued, "Okay."
Then he nodded slightly, took the computer and left.
"Doctor Shang, please come this way." Luo Zhen raised his hand.
The Du residence was enormous, consisting of two smaller buildings in addition to the main house. Considering the doctor's special needs, Luo Zhen allowed Shang Yunle to choose any room in the main house.
"The third and fourth floors are all suites, with four on each floor. Dr. Shang can live in whichever suite he likes. If you think anything is in the way, just tell us and we'll move it out immediately."
Luo Zhen said this and took her to the third floor and opened the door of a suite.
Although called "rooms," they are actually larger than an average apartment, measuring approximately 120 square meters. Each unit has its own dedicated elevator. Inside, there's a living room, study, gym, and master bedroom, all with en suite bathrooms. The master bedroom has both an ensuite and a spacious dressing room.
The master bedroom was kept extremely tidy, but showed no signs of being lived in.
Shang Yunle casually asked, "Why the third and fourth floors?"
"Only the third and fourth floors of the main house are guest rooms. The second and fifth floors are the main rooms. The fifth floor is the former residence of our old man and Miss Qingjia, and we usually just clean it. Except for a small suite where I live, all the other staff members live on the first floor. As for the second floor, the eldest lady is in poor health and it is inconvenient for her to go up and down, so the large suite has always been hers. The two suites next to it are for Assistant Pei and Doctor Yu."
"That male assistant also lives in the Du residence?" Shang Yunle couldn't help asking.
"Assistant Pei has his own residence, but sometimes he stays at the Du residence to facilitate company matters."
As we walked along, we could already see the square layout of the Du residence. The third floor included four suites, each approximately 120 square meters, as well as a common living room, a small kitchen, and a small dining room. Shang Yunle couldn't believe what the so-called "small suites" looked like.
She chose an apartment on the southeast floor of the third floor, forced herself not to think about the price of the house, resisted the urge to take pictures and post them on WeChat Moments, turned on the computer, and began to write the inspection report.
In the large suite downstairs, Yu Jiani was also preparing to make a medicinal tea to replenish qi and blood. She originally wanted to keep Tian Sisi, but Du Wanwan said, "You two should go out first. I'll call you back later."
Does she... want to be alone with Assistant Pei in the master bedroom?
Yu Jiani looked back and forth between the two of them in surprise. She did not dare to disobey and left with Tian Sisi.
The door was closed silently. Du Wanwan shook her hand again and said softly, "Sit down."
In just over an hour, he had experienced so much. Pei Xingyao then realized that he was still holding Du Wanwan's hand. He trembled all over and quickly let go.
He sat down properly on the chair beside the bed, with his hands on his knees, trying not to feel the remaining touch on his palms, and trying not to wipe the cold sweat from his palms.
Although, she must have known that.
Pei Xingyao's Adam's apple slid a few times, and he asked, "What instructions do you have?"
Du Wanwan leaned against a soft pillow, her long hair loose. She wore a pure white, long-sleeved cotton nightgown with a wide, round neckline that highlighted her thin collarbone. Against the backdrop of the large four-poster bed, the pillows, and the nightgown, her face looked exceptionally small, extremely thin, pale, and frail.
It seems to break at the slightest touch.
But her words were still powerful.
"Tell me, what's the deal with the forbidden spell?"
Talking about past lives must be very shocking, but fortunately he had used the term "dream" before. Pei Xingyao spoke, his voice still a little hoarse.
"I told you about the dream. In the dream, you were completely lost in thought, with almost no thoughts of your own except listening to Ding Zhiyuan. When I was still alive in the dream, I once smelled a very strange fragrance on you. I couldn't remember it at first, but that day at the Heyu Hotel, I smelled the forbidden talisman that Deng Chengbin was about to use on Xiang Wanyi outside the window, and the smell was exactly the same as in my dream."
He said, and gave her a tentative look.
There was anxiety in his eyes.
Du Wanwan nodded, indicating that she accepted this statement, and then asked, "Why didn't you tell me at the time?"
Pei Xingyao lowered his eyes: "It's too unbelievable."
Even without mentioning his experience in his previous life, just saying that he smelled it in a dream, and suspecting that the talisman in Deng Chengbin's hand would harm her, who would believe this?
"And you've already sent Ding Zhiyuan to prison. It's different from the muddled state in my dream. I thought that with me by your side, no one would use this kind of spell to harm you again. I just need to be careful. I don't want to scare you. Today, Doctor Shang said that your sword palace was destroyed by a forbidden spell, and then I thought..."
He raised his head, his expression solemn, but beneath it was a seething anger: "Perhaps the forbidden spell has been with you for a long time."
Hearing this, Du Wanwan stared at him for a long while.
Pei Xingyao was fuming, yet at the same time, he felt uneasy and timid under her gaze. His heartbeat quickened as he couldn't help but ask, "You...you won't give the order?"
"Most people at this time usually say 'I must do this and that'." Du Wanwan reminded.
Pei Xingyao shook his head: "No, I'm different from you."
Du Wanwan raised her eyebrows.
This is a questioning expression.
Pei Xingyao could only speak frankly: "The relationship between us is different from that between other people. Between us, you are always the one who calls the shots. I am the one who obeys your orders, your subordinate, and..."
His throat suddenly went dry, and those few words seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight, a description equivalent to a promise and an acknowledgment. He tried again and again, but the words still came out, so he had to change his words.
"…It's your armor."
After saying that, he wanted to stab himself with a sword.
He was the sword of a sword cultivator, a sword cultivator who was fearless and unstoppable. And he! He couldn't even utter the words "I am your sword"!
It’s amazing!
Du Wanwan didn't notice that there was something wrong with his tone, she was just very satisfied with his answer.
She'd heard that some men, even if they weren't studs or scumbags, were intensely chauvinistic. To them, women were synonymous with being petite, weak, and indecisive. Men, on the other hand, were supposed to be strong, resolute, and decisive, and should make their own decisions, while women were expected to obey.
But Du Wanwan didn't think so.
The idea that men are naturally supposed to make decisions for women is a fallacy. Men are not necessarily strong, and women are not necessarily weak. Between the strong and the weak, the weak do not necessarily have to unconditionally obey the strong.
The correct statement should be "The strong are naturally supposed to protect the weak."
It's about protection, not making decisions for anyone.
Pei Xingyao's current performance makes her very satisfied.
Du Wanwan smiled, brushing the question aside and giving an order: "Contact the Xuanguan Bureau for me. Tell them that I suspect Xiang Yongkang's case is more complicated than it seems. Tell them about Shang Yunle's examination results tonight, and then request a medical examination. After that's done, go to the office system and apply for sick leave for me."
The last sentence is the key point.
Pei Xingyao knew about it and immediately started to do it.
That night, there was a van parked in a hidden corner outside Du's house, constantly reporting to the other end of the phone.
"Boss Yu, Shang Yunle hasn't come out since he went in."
"What's going on inside?"
"We can't get in, Boss Yu." The follower complained bitterly, "Ever since Xiang Yanghong's accident, the security at the Du residence has been rock solid. Not even a fly can get in."
As for bribing the employees of Du’s house?
Sorry, it can't be bought.
Du Wanwan's annual salary is over 300,000 yuan, and she can easily give out bonuses of 100,000 yuan, and when she's happy, she can give out tens of thousands of yuan. With this kind of money, if you stay at the Du residence honestly, you can easily earn a million yuan a year. As long as you don't commit crimes or betray others, you can do this job until retirement.
They couldn't find out a single word about the news in the Du residence and could only wait outside.
However, squatting is also valuable!
At least, they have already got the news that Shang Yunle has entered the Du residence.
But... Yu Chong frowned tightly. This news alone was not enough.
Just then, a message suddenly popped up on his phone.
It is a photo of the attendance interface of Runjia Entertainment Office System.
The latest leave request message floats on the top.
[Leave Request: President Du Wanwan is taking a one-day leave due to illness. Leave date: 12:5, return date: 12:6]
She just scolded the attendance check at work during the day, and now she's calling in sick tomorrow? Is she too...
No, that's not right. Du Wanwan is someone who leads by example. She would never allow the people to light a lamp while the officials set fires. She would take sick leave, so there must be something seriously wrong with her health!
Yu Chong immediately sent a message to the men who were following him. At 9 a.m. the next day, the men who were following him called and reported:
"Mr. Yu, two cars have left the Du residence. One is a Rolls-Royce Phantom, and it looks like it's headed to Shang Yunle's research institute in the suburbs. The other is an ordinary Mercedes-Benz sedan, and we don't know where it's going. Mr. Yu, which one should we follow? The Rolls-Royce?"
"No!" Yu Chong immediately realized that this was a trick to replace the real one. "Follow that Mercedes! Make sure you take pictures of where she goes!"
The tailgater followed the order and discovered that the Mercedes-Benz, blending in with the traffic, was actually heading to the Municipal People's Hospital! After arriving at the Municipal People's Hospital, a man and a woman got out of the car. Although they were wearing sunglasses, hats, and heavy down jackets, the tailgater, with his experienced eyes, recognized them immediately.
This is Du Wanwan and her assistant!
"Boss Yu, Du Wanwan went to the People's Hospital! Our people followed her and said she went to the examination area."
The People's Hospital's outpatient building has several floors, and the examination area is on the 11th floor. The person who was following them, wearing a baseball cap and covering his face, didn't dare to ride in the same elevator with Du Wanwan and Pei Xingyao. But he was just a few seconds behind Du Wanwan's elevator, and when he stepped out, he saw Du Wanwan, wearing a black down jacket, right in front of him.
"He's still here," the surveillance officer reported quietly, hiding his earpiece. "Looks like he's waiting for an inspection."
He didn't know that the figure in the down jacket had been replaced by Tian Sisi.
Du Wanwan and Pei Xingyao have already taken the elevator to the 20th floor.
The sign in the elevator reads:
19th floor, General Forensic Identification Department.
20th floor, Metaphysics and Forensic Identification Department.
As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I was met by a tall man with a serious and sharp expression.
Du Wanwan greeted with a smile: "Inspector Zhong, long time no see."
This person was none other than Zhong Shusui, the captain of the criminal investigation team of the Jiangcheng Metaphysics Management Bureau who had previously dealt with He Yu's hotel.
Zhong Shusui was not good at speaking, so he nodded slightly: "Mr. Du."
Then he took the lead and walked forward: "Your assistant told us about your situation last night. The clues you provided are very valuable. Now, please do a detailed assessment of your injuries."
He didn't say anything explicitly due to confidentiality regulations. But Du Wanwan knew Qi Jiayu's story well, and from his words, she could guess that the Xuanguan Bureau also felt that there was something fishy about the arson and murder case twenty years ago.
Qi Jiayu's statements are inconsistent.
Du Wanwan remembered Qi Jiayu's confession in the hidden plot the system had given her, saying, "I took the child born by his wife out of the hospital. Following Xiang Yongkang's instructions, I drugged the child, crippling her spiritual roots and meridians. Xiang Yongkang originally wanted me to strangle the child, but I watched five people die in my hands and was terrified, so I abandoned the child on the side of the road."
At that time, Du Wanwan felt that this sentence was strange.
Since Xiang Yongkang had already told Qi Jiayu to take the newborn baby away and strangle her, why did he go to such great lengths to destroy her meridians, spiritual roots, and sword palace? Wasn't that a superfluous act?
But at that time her heart was clouded by hatred. She thought that Xiang Yongkang hated her mother and vented his anger on her, so he tortured her first and then killed her.
Now that I think about it, I realize that something is not right.
The success of the case twenty years ago was largely due to the disguise permission talisman, and the reason why she became the sickly and weak she is now is not because of giving her medicine, but because of the use of a controlled killing spell.
Neither a disguise permit nor a controlled killing talisman is easy to obtain. To use an analogy from the mortal world before the resurgence of spiritual energy, a disguise permit is almost equivalent to a license to trade in toxic chemicals, while a controlled killing talisman is like a gun—both of which pose a grave threat to society. If Xiang Yongkang had the ability to obtain one, would he still be the president of Hengchen Group for twenty years?
Yet, in a case from twenty years ago, a disguise permission charm and a controlled killing spell actually appeared. Where did these two charms come from? Is there a sales channel? Is there an underground trafficking ring?
This is all the work of the Criminal Investigation Team of the Xuanguan Bureau.
Maybe they have already filed a case secretly.
And revenge is her own business.
Du Wanwan suppressed her murderous intent and followed Zhong Shusui to see the forensic doctor for an injury assessment. She thought it would take a long time to get the results, but as soon as the assessment was completed and she walked out of the assessment room, Zhong Shusui pointed to the bench outside the corridor and said, "Mr. Du, please wait a moment."
"Can we get the results so soon?" Du Wanwan was a little surprised.
Zhong Shusui glanced at her with a complicated expression, as if he was thinking about how to word it so as not to violate the confidentiality regulations and at the same time tell her the reason.
His intuition told him that telling the girl the situation appropriately would be of great help in solving the case.
"Last night, your assistant shared your medical examination results with our Xuanguan Bureau. He said that your sword palace was destroyed. This clue points clearly. There are only a few dozen talismans in the world that can destroy a sword palace. The forensic doctor can compare the remaining magic of the talismans and come up with the result."
As soon as he finished speaking, the office door opened and a middle-aged female forensic doctor called out, "Inspector Zhong!"
"Medical Doctor Nie." Zhong Shu went to greet him. "Are the results out?"
Medical Examiner Nie glanced at the side, and Zhong Shusui immediately said, "It's okay. The victim has the right to know. Go ahead."
Pei Xingyao couldn't wait to ask, "What kind of spell is it?"
He naturally had a very strong reserve of metaphysical knowledge in his head. He had spent the entire night thinking about it, and had searched various databases and even the internet all night. However, he found nothing.
Historically, there have indeed been many powerful spells capable of crippling a sword palace, but they required cultivation above the Spirit Severing Stage to write, and not just anyone could use them. Those who used them also had to be at the Nascent Soul Stage or above.
In the era of spiritual energy resurgence, metaphysical science had advanced considerably, separating the cultivation of immortality from spiritual practice. Only those who cultivated immortality cultivated realms. Each advancement in realm required a thunder tribulation, which in turn extended their lifespan. Those who cultivated spiritual energy specialized in magic, primarily refining qi and building foundations, without advancing to higher realms.
Qi Jiayu only practiced cultivation, not cultivating immortality. Not to mention where Xiang Yongkang could get in touch with a powerful person in the Spiritual Stage, even if he could really buy a powerful talisman of the Spiritual Stage, how could Qi Jiayu use it?
Pei Xingyao was puzzled.
"It's a thunder and fire talisman." said Forensic Doctor Nie.
Zhong Shusui, Pei Xingyao, and Du Wanwan were all stunned for a moment.
Thunder and Fire Talisman? How is that possible?
"Listen up to me," Forensic Doctor Nie continued. "The talisman was identified as an ordinary thunder and fire talisman, but the core force responsible for destroying the sword palace was generated by a substance called Purple Yang Poison Salt. This material is explicitly banned in our country. The Thunder and Fire Talisman written with this material mixed with cinnabar, under the catalysis of thunder and fire, changes the Purple Yang Poison Salt, becoming extremely toxic and capable of directly corroding the sword palace."
"To put it in a more vivid way, if it's destroyed by a powerful spell or sword intent, the Sword Palace will 'shatter' and become fragmented. In this case, it's difficult to identify the exact spell or sword intent that destroyed the Sword Palace; we can only determine the extent of the damage. However, if a poisonous substance is used, the Sword Palace will 'corrode' and shrink. In the shrunken areas, toxins will remain, making it easy to identify the specific toxin."
As Forensic Doctor Nie spoke, he looked at Du Wanwan with pity.
This girl has it hard.
Zhong Shusui couldn't bear to look at her, but his eyes were filled with more thoughts.
Ponder the origin of this Ziyang poisonous salt.
He was just going through the list of domestic companies with toxic material production licenses when Du Wanwan suddenly spoke up, "Inspector Zhong, did my assistant tell you about the banned talismans at the Heyu Hotel? Did they ever appear around me?"
Zhong Shusui's eyes moved, but he didn't answer directly. He just asked, "What's the matter?"
Du Wanwan wasn't sure about his character, but she knew Pei Xingyao too well. After thinking it over, she was certain that Pei Xingyao must have told Zhong Shusui about it, so she said, "I think the sales channel for the banned talismans might be in the entertainment industry."
"Hmm." Zhong Shusui still remained silent.
And then what?
Du Wanwan smiled faintly: "I want to report to the Xuanguan Bureau...ah, no, to Inspector Zhong. Then, as an informant, I will enter the entertainment industry to find some evidence."
"You?" Zhong Shusui didn't know her methods. He only saw that she was thin and small, and heard that she was very sick. He couldn't help but frown and rejected it outright: "Forget about hanging on wires. Even if I asked you to film a modern drama or appear on a variety show, you would faint from exhaustion within half an hour. Forget it. Thank you for your cooperation..."
"Inspector Zhong, there's more to the entertainment industry than just being an artist." Du Wanwan's smile widened. "Artists have to beg others for favors, but I'm used to being a financial sponsor or investor who's begged for favors. This concerns my own safety, so I've made this decision. Inspector Zhong, these are my and my assistant's business cards. Please accept them. If anything happens, we'll call 110."
This little girl is a stickler for words. Zhong Shusui felt a little headache, but also a little admiration for her. He stopped her and said, "No, don't call 110. That's too conspicuous. Contact me."
He showed his WeChat QR code, added Du Wanwan as a friend, and then sent her his phone number.
"This is my work number. If I'm not able to answer the call, it will be automatically transferred to someone else I trust. Don't worry."
"I have nothing to worry about." Du Wanwan smiled and saved the number, then waved at him while holding the phone. "Inspector Zhong, wait for my good news."
Then he took Pei Xingyao and left.
She entered the elevator with a smile, went downstairs, and returned to the car.
It wasn't until the car door closed that her face suddenly darkened.
Miss... Pei Xingyao only dared to call her in his heart, not even daring to look at her out of the corner of his eye.
"Drive home." She ordered, her aura surrounding her cold and chilling.
It wasn't until the car had been driving for more than ten minutes that the chill on her body gradually subsided, and she asked, "How are Yu Chong's people?"
"We are still keeping watch. Our people have already grasped their whereabouts."
Du Wanwan didn't say anything else, but Pei Xingyao saw that her straight waist relaxed and she leaned softly against the back of the chair.
He also breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that she already has an idea.
He doesn't have to worry anymore.
If Pei Xingyao were to handle the current situation, he wouldn't fail to do so. He wouldn't be completely clueless. But he still felt that their eldest daughter preferred to make the decisions, and wouldn't be without ideas. Therefore, he preferred to listen to her instructions and follow her decisions.
He trusted her in all her decisions.
When he returned to the Du residence, Shang Yunle had also returned, and all the medical equipment he had purchased had arrived. Luo Zhen demolished the living room in the suite and, following Shang Yunle's suggestion, converted it into a medical laboratory.
Shang Yunle gave Du Wanwan a detailed examination report with a detailed treatment plan.
"Although I don't have the authority to determine what spell or toxin is causing your internal organs, rest assured, I can treat this toxin. Your body must also begin by treating the toxins. Only after all the toxins are exorcised can I use the medicine to allow your meridians, spiritual roots, and sword palace to regrow. Starting today, I will slowly inject you with detoxifying drugs and extract the toxins. The number of times... is uncertain, but I will continue as long as your physical condition allows."
Shang Yunle paused as he spoke, and moved his lips, not knowing whether he should continue.
Injecting substances into the body is extremely dangerous and can be fatal if not handled with care. Common sense dictates that she should explain to the patient the specific medication being used. Without a clear definition of the medication, she should provide detailed information such as the ingredients, the ratio, and the order in which they were added. Only with the patient's consent and confirmation would treatment begin.
But... this antidote is a patent she applied for secretly. Even the Shang family doesn't know about it, and she doesn't want to disclose it.
After hesitating for a moment, Du Wanwan nodded: "Okay, when you're done, tell the staff at home, or contact me directly. I'll be handling things in the study."
After saying that, he turned and left.
"Hey!" Shang Yunle couldn't help but call out to her, "Aren't you worried? I, I am..."
"Doctor Shang, I know why you're targeting me, and I also know that you don't have much hostility towards me now. You should have looked up my information in detail, right? There are posts online about how I killed Xiang Yongkang and Yao Kehan, so it's not difficult to find out. You know very well that if you kill me, my assistants and the Du family's employees will send you to prison. You won't get a penny of the billion yuan reward, and you will have to sacrifice your life. There is only one way out, and that is death. Only if I am alive and healthy can you get the money, and only then can we have more cooperation in the future."
"In this world, besides my family and friends, you are the one who least wants me to die. So, what else do I have to worry about?"
Du Wanwan turned around and smiled, then took Pei Xingyao to the study.
That smile almost rushed into Shang Yunle's heart. She had never met such a frank and intelligent person, nor had she ever been trusted so much by others.
She almost finished the first dose of antidote while holding back tears.
By the time she took the antidote to the study, it was already three in the afternoon. Tian Sisi, the maid, opened the door for her. In the spacious and luxurious study, Du Wanwan and Pei Xingyao were each reading something on a laptop.
Seeing her coming, both of them closed their notebooks. Pei Xingyao got up from the sofa and walked to Du Wanwan. Du Wanwan was still sitting in the rocking chair covered with a thick blanket without moving.
She looked up and asked, "Doctor Shang, is this okay?"
"Whatever makes you feel comfortable."
Shang Yunle took out the syringe, let her arm rest on a small table, disinfected her, and carefully injected the antidote. After the antidote was injected, she slowly withdrew it, and surprisingly, a tube of purple-red liquid was slowly drawn out of her body.
After the liquid was drawn out, Tian Sisi exclaimed in surprise, "Miss, you look much better!"
Her originally pale face actually had a bit more color!
Du Wanwan also clearly felt that she was feeling a little better.
Her body felt as if it were bound by some force. The slightest emotion or exertion would cause her to lose strength and become breathless. Now, she could clearly feel that the force of this restraint had weakened a little.
She watched Shang Yunle carefully put the syringe filled with purple-red liquid into a box padded with protective talismans. His movements were extremely cautious, and she couldn't help but feel something in her heart.
"What's this?"
Shang Yunle hesitated for a moment before saying, "This is the poisonous liquid produced when your sword palace was corroded by toxins. It's usually mixed in your blood, but when it encounters the antidote, it will temporarily separate from the blood."
She thought about it, picked up the syringe again, pushed it very carefully, and dripped a small drop on the cotton padding of the box.
With a sizzling sound, a hole was burned in the thick padding, which continued to expand until it hit the protective amulet on the edge of the box and disappeared.
"This...!" Tian Sisi and others' expressions changed immediately.
"Highly toxic substance." Shang Yunle said.
Du Wanwan thought of something else: "How are you going to deal with these toxins?"
Shang Yunle paused and said vaguely, "Don't worry about this."
In other words, she had no means of handling toxic substances. After all, in this age of scientific and legal cultivation, even medical waste had strict disposal standards. Disposing of toxic substances like these was both troublesome and required extreme care. Shang Yunle was merely a medical practitioner at a private research institute, not qualified to handle toxins.
Give it to her... maybe she will use it in an unexpected place in the future.
Du Wanwan's expression remained unchanged. She simply said, "I went for a forensic evaluation of my injuries today, and I'll have to go there more often. The Xuanguan Bureau already knows that I have toxins in my body."
Shang Yunle paused as he put away the injection.
"Doctor Shang, a forensic doctor named Nie will contact you." Du Wanwan quickly determined the whereabouts of the toxin, then nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Shang Yunle bit her lip and said after a while, "I understand."
Then he left angrily.
Pei Xingyao knew what to do in an instant and immediately called the bodyguards to ask them to keep a close eye on Shang Yunle.
Other things don’t matter, but this poison must be handed over to the forensic doctor of the Xuanguan Bureau for handling, and must not be left in Shang Yunle’s hands.
"Xiao Tian." Pei Xingyao sent Tian Sisi away again, "Go confirm the medicinal diet with Doctor Yu and tell her to add something to replenish the blood."
"Oh, okay!" Tian Sisi didn't see anything, she was just happy for the eldest lady and walked happily.
The room returned to silence. After a moment, Du Wanwan smiled and said, "Upload today's evidence."
Didn't she take sick leave? According to company regulations, sick leave requires a registration and medical records, or a doctor's certificate.
That afternoon, while reviewing documents in the Runjia Entertainment office system, someone's mouse suddenly jerked, nearly clicking on the wrong item. The person glanced around, realizing everyone was busy with their own tasks, and then carefully took a photo with their phone and sent it out.
He acted very carefully and kept to the time. He withdrew the photo before the deadline and sent a question mark.
The answer from the other side was a period.
Indicates that you have seen it.
Yu Chong not only saw it, but also understood the point of this photo.
It was a supplementary attachment to Du Wanwan's leave request: a medical certificate stamped with the Municipal People's Hospital, proving that Du Wanwan had indeed gone to the hospital for a checkup at 9:11 this morning. However, when the certificate was photographed, a piece of manuscript paper underneath was faintly visible.
There was a line of words printed on the header of the manuscript paper.
Special note from the First Metaphysical Forensic Identification Section of the Jiangcheng City Metaphysical Management Bureau
This shows that Du Wanwan did go to the People's Hospital, but she didn't go there for any examination. She went to the Forensic Identification Department set up by the Xuanguan Bureau in the People's Hospital!
She wanted to do a forensic examination? What kind of forensic examination? He hadn't touched her recently!
Yu Chong was puzzled, but that didn't stop him from saving the picture immediately, and then posting a status on his Moments that was only visible to a group.
That day in Jiangcheng, a rare winter sunset glow was visible, covering vast expanses. Everyone's social media was flooded with photos of the sunset. Except for one, which showed Du Wanwan's sick leave certificate.
Someone was swiping his phone towards the gorgeous sunset, looking at the sick leave certificate again and again.
I just met Du Wanwan yesterday, and only entered Du's house last night. I just did the examination, and I found that Du Wanwan was not feeling well. I asked Du Wanwan to get her injuries assessed. This Shang Yunle really has some skills.
He looked at the notebook beside him.
Following his gaze, the notebook automatically recognized his face and woke up the screen. On it, there was Shang Yunle's relevant information. It was more detailed than what Yi Jiantai had provided to Du Wanwan, and the conclusion was directly written:
This person is short of money.
Yes, Shang Yunle was short of money, and he could use money to impress her, making her loyal even though she clearly had evil intentions and was clearly a vicious woman with no bottom line. If he had money, he could easily bribe Shang Yunle and get her to do things directly, without going through so much trouble.
If he had money...
"Alas..." A soft sigh sounded, and there was also a murmur: "What a pity..."
Since he had no money to bribe her, he had no choice but to destroy himself forever to avoid being bribed by the rich woman.
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