Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

Of course, Lu Boyu will let the black hand behind the scenes pay for this life.

Jia's father wanted to push Lu Boyu's hand away, but he still chose to believe, or to put it another way, to give himself a false hope.

After all, Father Jia is still unwilling to accept the fact that his child died

After breaking through the siege, Mu Yan quickly ran to the preparation room behind the front hall of the funeral parlor. When she opened the door, she saw Jia Xiaobao lying next to the coffin. His face was pale, as if he was dead.

The mortician, who was about to put on makeup for Jia Xiaobao, heard the sound, but before he could react, he saw the door being pushed open without warning, and looked at Mu Yan standing at the door in a daze.

Due to rushing and running too fast, Mu Yan, who stopped at this moment, was out of breath.

"Who are you?" The undertaker, who finally came to his senses, put down the tools in his hand and looked dissatisfied at the intruding Twilight Smoke.

Hearing this, Wan Muyan just glanced at the undertaker indifferently, then turned her attention to Jia Xiaobao who was lying on the cold iron bed, and walked towards him quickly.

"Wait! Who are you?" Seeing that the other party didn't pay attention to him at all, the mortician got angry, and the dissatisfaction in his heart became even stronger when he treated the impolite Mu Yan.

Seeing that the other party seemed to be running towards Jia Xiaobao, he quickly stood in front of her, preventing Mu Yan from moving.

"Get out of the way." Time is racing against time, and Wan Yan doesn't want to waste it on these meaningless people.

"Pay attention to your tone of voice, do you know where you are now? If you want to mess around, get out! Don't be disrespectful to the dead here." The embalmer has his own professional ethics, but he was suddenly interrupted when he was working, and the other party responded like this As rude as she was, she naturally didn't need to be polite, her attitude was much worse than before.

"Get out of the way, I don't want to say the same thing a third time." Wan Muyan looked at the undertaker coldly, the aura around him was very domineering, which immediately made the undertaker feel scared, and took a step back involuntarily.

When the undertaker realized what he was doing, he quickly stopped and stabilized his emotions, and did not move out of the way as Mu Yan said.

Since the words could not make sense, Wan Muyan stretched out her hand, and when the undertaker was caught off guard, she pushed the undertaker away and came straight to Jia Xiaobao.

Coming to the iron bed, Wan Muyan first checked Xiaobao's face, his face was as white as paper, without any blood or breath, completely like a dead person.

"Hey!"

Enraged, the undertaker was about to step forward to take away Mu Yan, but was stopped by Jia's father who came in behind.

"Let her go!"

Hearing the family members of the deceased say so, the undertaker couldn't do anything else, he could only watch Wan Muyan attack Jia Xiaobao's body with unhappy eyes.

Finally get rid of the twilight smoke of all obstacles, and I can finally do my own thing quietly.

Starting from Jia Xiaobao's face, Wan Muyan looked all the way down, looking at Xiaobao's limbs and skin exposed to the air, and sure enough, she found something suspicious.

Immediately afterwards, she stretched out her hand and grabbed Xiaobao's arm, opened his sleeve, and carefully inspected his skin again. After that, Wan Muyan raised her hand and looked at the watch on her wrist , it is 11 o'clock in the morning.

It has been more than 4 hours since Mrs. Jia found out that Xiaobao had lost his breath, that is, the so-called time of death, but there were no obvious corpse spots on Xiaobao's body, which made Muyan suspicious.

When he just touched Xiaobao's body, the feeling that spread to his palm was bitingly cold. Of course, Mu Yan could also confirm from this that Xiaobao did not have human body temperature.

He went to check his breath and pulse again, but there was no sign of life, but Wan Muyan thought it was strange, there must be something wrong.

She turned her head, looked at Jia's father, and asked, "Mr. Jia, are you sure that the medicine you gave Xiaobao was taken according to the prescription I gave you?"

Every time something happens, the first thing that comes to Mu Yan's mind is that the other party did not cook the medicine properly according to the prescription she gave. After all, such things happen countless times.

Mu Yan likes to challenge intractable diseases the most, and what is most needed to treat intractable diseases are those expensive and rare medicinal materials, which are not affordable by ordinary people.

After seeing her prescription, many people forget about the huge amount of expenditure, even if they will obediently follow her advice at the beginning, and choose the best medicine exactly.

However, the process of treatment is very long, and there are many people who, in the middle of the treatment, choose to "swap the beam" and replace it with cheap medicinal materials with similar efficacy, which greatly reduces the efficacy of the medicinal materials, and even affects the complementarity between them and other medicinal materials. Healing effect, produced toxin and lethal.

"What do you mean by that? Do you think we killed Xiaobao?" Hearing Muyan's words, Jia's father understood the meaning and was instantly furious.

"Mr. Jia, I have no other intentions. I just want to make sure that you have followed what I said. Did Xiaobao take the medicine yesterday?" Mu Yan didn't have any malicious intentions, and she wasn't angry at Father Jia's bad attitude and accusations. Instead, he continued to ask to support his guess.

"Of course, Xiaobao is gone after drinking the medicine." Father Jia said firmly.

"Is the medicine dregs still there?" Even though Wan Muyan felt hopeless, she still asked Jia's father.

"Should be, are you still here... Why are you asking this?" Jia's father didn't understand, Mu Muyan didn't go to save Xiaobao, but asked questions here, which aroused his dissatisfaction even more.

"Can I trouble you to ask someone in your family to look for it and then send over the medicine residue? I probably have a good idea of ​​Xiaobao's situation." Wan Muyan said politely. On the table with the pen, I picked up the pen and wrote something on the white paper.

"Help me prepare these medicines, and boil them well, can you do it?" After finishing writing, Wan Muyan handed the paper to Lu Boyu who had been watching silently from the side, even though he was a down-and-out little boss , but she always felt that she would feel more at ease if she left this matter to him.

"Okay, wait for me." Lu Boyu took a look, agreed, and quickly turned and left the funeral home.

"Please dodge for a moment, I'm going to start the rescue." Looking at Lu Boyu's leaving back, Wan Muyan withdrew her gaze, and looked at Father Jia and the undertaker again.

Mu Yan is mysterious, Jia's father has no idea what she wants to do, and because of Xiao Bao, he can no longer trust Mu Yan.

"You don't mean to drive us away and run away through the window?" Father Jia looked at the open window behind her. This is the first floor. It would be easy for Mu Yan to escape, and he would not let the murderer go with his own hands.

Knowing that she could no longer gain Jia's father's complete trust, Wan Muyan sighed softly, and finally could only look at the undertaker who was standing aside.

"You stay." Since the other party didn't trust her, Wan Muyan could only leave a witness for herself. Of course, it was also to give Jia's father peace of mind.