Lu Shaojia's little ancestor is a forensic doctor

Chapter 58

"It's really impossible to be that simple, that is, two days of stomach trouble."

Meng Yao curled her lips and glanced at the black commercial vehicle, "Isn't it a good deal to catch this perverted murderer at this price!"

cost-effective?

Lu Zhixing looked at her calmly, and the expression in his eyes became a little unclear.

When all the evidence was collected, Lu Zhixing turned around to leave, and before leaving, he kindly opened his mouth.

"Let's go, I'll take you all the way."

"Need not."

Meng Yao refused without thinking, and then raised the phone at him.

"Liu Yi will be here soon, I'll just follow him back to my parents' house."

Raising his eyebrows, Lu Zhixing didn't say anything else, took a deep look at her, turned around, got into the car and drove away.

Watching him turning and disappearing from sight, Meng Yao squatted down clutching her stomach, "Damn it, it's just that if you drag around here all the time."

"If you don't leave, my sister will die of pain."

Afterwards, Zhang Dongxu hurriedly walked over to help her into the car, and then drove her to the hospital.

There was no Liu Yi coming to pick her up, Meng Yao was simply not used to showing such a weak look in front of outsiders.

And Lu Zhixing happened to belong to that category of outsiders!
After all, they have known each other for only one, two, three, four, five, six or seven days, they are really unfamiliar.

After a night of interrogation, coupled with the small pickup on Meng Yao's zipper, they perfectly let them, who were squatting outside, hear the whole process of committing the crime.

Therefore, in the face of such irrefutable evidence, Zhou Hao's lies could not withstand a little scrutiny.

With these, even if Zhou Hao doesn't need to confess anything, the fact that he is the murderer is a certainty.

He is dead!

. . . .

At ten o'clock in the morning the next day, in the No.1 civilian hospital in Jidao City.

Lu Zhixing walked out of the elevator pushing a wheelchair, and sitting on it was a woman in a purple coat with long black hair and a gentle and dignified appearance.

After getting out of the elevator, Lu Zhixing bent down to help her pull the blanket on her lap, and then pushed her towards the dean's office.

"You don't need to come with me in person when you are so busy. These are old problems of mine. Just come and check as usual."

Yao Xue, who was sitting in the wheelchair, spoke softly, and raised her hand to gently pat Lu Zhixing's hand that was pushing the wheelchair, with indelible tenderness and a trace of indescribable regret in her eyes.

"Don't worry, Auntie, I've almost finished handling the work in the past few days since I came back, besides, there are Chu Yang and the others in the company to help."

While talking, Lu Zhixing pushed her past the nurse's station, and when he was about to turn a corner not far away, Zhang Dongxu rushed out of a ward in a hurry, shouting.

"Nurse, nurse, the patient in bed 68 passed out."

"Hurry up and take a look."

Because he was in a hurry, he almost bumped into Lu Zhixing who was blocking the outside of the wheelchair, "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry..."

Nodding his head, Lu Zhixing looked at him and couldn't help but drag a nurse in the corridor into the ward.

Seeing him not moving for a long time, Yao Xue asked suspiciously, "What's the matter? Someone you know?"

"Yes, an acquaintance of the Criminal Investigation Team."

While hesitating, Meng Yao's face suddenly flashed in his mind, thinking of the side effects she said last night, Lu Zhixing seemed to understand something.

"Auntie, let me..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the nurse who had been pulled in hastily came out, talking to Zhang Dongxu while walking.

"Don't worry, Ms. Meng has a lot of diarrhea and dehydration, and she will faint if she has a little hypoglycemia. Just give her some drips."

(End of this chapter)