Chapter 1108: It is broken, but it is not broken
"Ming Hui..."
When Luo Yao heard the report, he frowned slightly. Didn’t he ask her to find "Lao Lin"? If you have something to do, you can call me, but why did he come here in person?
Maybe there is something important?
Luo Yao was not sure, but he still knew what Gong Hui’s personality was. Although he was a little bit jealous in life and was still jealous, which woman was not jealous?
But in major events, Gong Hui is not unambiguous, and will not make a tantrum for no reason, which is also something he appreciates.
"Let her come here." Luo Yao now has full authority to handle the case, so he naturally has this power.
Gong Hui was brought over by a servant.
"Why are you here?"
"Some situations I have to report to you in person, but I can't explain them clearly on the phone." Gong Hui said carefully holding the kettle containing herbal tea.
"Well, let's talk." Luo Yao nodded and gave her a cup of cold white.
"I went to Lao Lin as you ordered and asked him about the relevant situation. Su Qing had gone out the afternoon of the previous day, but he came back soon, and stayed in the store. The next morning, when Lao Lin's wife Hongyu's sister-in-law went out to buy vegetables, she even greeted her. However, because it was across the road, Su Qing ignored her, but Lao Lin saw her coming out to pour incense buckets in the morning, so she should not have time to commit the crime." Gong Hui said.
"What's this?"
"This is the herbal tea that Su Qing asked me to bring you. It was just cooked this morning. It will taste better if you ice it." Gong Hui said.
"She gave it to you with her own hands?" Luo Yao pulled the corner back slightly.
"Yes, so, I took it." Gong Hui understood his meaning from his eyes. It was obvious that the two of them thought of going together.
"I called Sister Yang over and asked her to take samples and compare immediately!" Luo Yao said.
Yang Zhaojie was quickly called over and took away the kettle that Gong Hui brought. Without saying much, he went to work.
"I didn't have lunch, I didn't eat either, so I'll eat it together." Luo Yao said.
The chef in Huangshan Mansion is naturally not bad, but the old man has a relatively good diet list, after all, he is an older person.
It’s okay for young people to have a meal occasionally. It’s really unpleasant to eat this for a long time.
However, the food eaten by ordinary servants and servants is not made by chefs, and it is not so exquisite, but the taste is not bad.
Luo Yao was the leader of the case-solving team, so his treatment was naturally different, so his meals were cooked separately.
Color, fragrance and taste are all excellent.
The meal was not long, and Yang Zhaojie quickly completed the sampling and was comparing palm prints and fingerprints one by one.
"Deputy Director Luo, the comparison result is coming."
"How about it?"
"It's different, not alone." Yang Zhaojie said with great certainty.
Luo Yao had psychological expectations for this result. After all, Gong Hui had already found out some situations, and the comparison between palm prints and fingerprints was just a confirmation.
Su Qing is not the murderer, nor is it Uchiyama Michiko.
The case was in a dead end.
There is only one and a half left for Luo Yao.
"Adminton Zhang, is there any news about Wang Youmei?" Luo Yao looked solemn and asked Adjutant Zhang Xiaozheng.
"The wanted order has been issued to the city's police stations, inspection departments, anti-smuggling teams and other departments, and so far, no trace of it has been found."
"A living person cannot disappear out of thin air. There must be something we ignore." Luo Yao said, "Have she inquired about the pharmacy where she saw a doctor and bought medicine?"
"She was in Huichun Pavilion on Longmen Hao Street. The doctor in the hall was named Yan. His ancestors practiced medicine. By the time he was the seventh generation. He had superb medical skills and was trusted by the people. Moreover, his family has been passed down in the local area for nearly 150 years, and there is no problem at all. He was also buying medicine at Huichun Pavilion."
"Did she go the day before yesterday?"
"I'm going, Dr. Yan diagnosed her, prescribed medicine, and took medicine. There's no problem." Zhang Xiaozheng.
"There must be a problem. Let's go and meet this Doctor Yan." Luo Yao said.
"Deputy Director Luo, Yan Chun and Doctor are famous local doctors. Let's go over and have a better attitude." Zhang Xiaozheng hurriedly reminded.
"Don't worry, why would I treat the doctor who saves death and helps the wounded? If I ask someone to come to the head one day, wouldn't that be cut off my own way?" Luo Yao smiled. This Zhang Xiaozheng probably knew the tough and domineering style of the Military Control Commission, and was afraid that he would do the same, so he would mess up the matter.
Zhang Xiaozheng smiled. He was a little too allergic. He had only been in contact with Luo Yao for less than two days. Although Luo Yao's style is very tough in some aspects, he was not arbitrary and unreasonable. He was still very comfortable when getting along.
"Let's stop wearing military uniforms. We're better off wearing casual clothes. There are patients in the clinic, so don't scare people." Luo Yao looked at Zhang Xiaozheng's military uniform and reminded him.
"Deputy Director Luo reminded me, I'll go change my casual clothes."
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A few minutes later, the two took a car to Huichun Pavilion on Longmenhao Street.
No need to inquire, the best location on the street is Huichun Pavilion, which is the most famous pharmacy on this street.
The business is naturally good.
Although the Yan family is a Xinglin family, it is not xenophobic. In addition to the Yan family, they also accept disciples from other surnames, and apprentices with more qualifications and focus more on their core nature. The children of the Yan family are widely spread in Yuzhong area and have a good reputation. Even if they are not the number one traditional Chinese medicine family in Bashu, they are not far away.
Yan Chunhe is the third son of Yan Mo, the contemporary head of the Yan family, and is also one of the doctors in the hall.
There are almost endless patients who take medicine when they see a doctor and take medicine. In comparison, the "Roche Clinic" of the old man of Luo Yao's family is just a thousand miles away.
"Come in line with numbers, don't jump in line!"
There were not many people, so Luo Yao and Zhang Xiaozheng did not reveal their identities. After getting the number, they stood in the queue waiting for the hospital.
They are not seeing a doctor, but to ask Yan Chun and questions, they will naturally delay the patient's treatment, so it is also necessary to queue up.
Soon, it was Luo Yao and Zhang Xiaozheng's turn to join.
"You can only go in alone!" The two of them were stopped at the entrance of the clinic.
"I'm here to see a doctor with our young master." Luo Yao was about to explain, but Zhang Xiaozheng reacted quickly and said hurriedly.
The servant at the door glanced at him and put down his arm: "Go in, don't delay too long, there are patients behind him."
"Thank you."
Luo Yao walked in and sat down in front of Yan Chun and the doctor. The doctor looked like he was in his early thirties, with thick eyebrows, a national face, and a long gray gown. Looking at his face, he looked calm and composed, and he felt relieved.
This image is different. If you meet a doctor who is a deer-headed rat, the patient will feel distrustful at first glance.
"Young man, what's wrong?"
"Pneumonia, insomnia, and headache..." Luo Yao said.
"Show me the tongue coating?"
"Well, I'll take my pulse." Yan Chunhe nodded, and said nothing, just asked Luo Yao to take his pulse.
Luo Yaoqian stretched out his left arm.
"You have nothing big problems, you are just stressed, too much thoughts, and have a strong heart. Young man, are you getting married?"
"not yet."
"Oh, I understand. I'll prescribe you a prescription. If you take it back and take it for a short time, it will be better. However, this is just a treatment for symptoms but not the root cause." Yan Chunhe said.
"Then how to cure the root cause, Doctor Yan?" Luo Yao asked seriously.
"Find a wife early to harmonize yin and yang, this is the fundamental way to cure it." Yan Chunhe began to write a prescription.
"This is not something I can find just by looking for." Luo Yao smiled.
"Then I love it and help." Yan Chunhe smiled faintly, and soon a prescription was written. "Go to the pharmacy to get the medicine, and I will pay the medical fee of three yuan."
“So expensive?”
"I have always been this price when I see a doctor. If you think it is expensive, the prescription will be left and people can leave." Yan Chunhe said.
Luo Yao didn't say anything. In fact, he had heard that Huichunguan had expensive medical treatment, but the medicine was cheap. In fact, in terms of calculation, Huichunguan's medical treatment was much more economical, but fools just couldn't settle the accounts.
This approach can not only block some dishonest seekers for medical treatment, but also provide benefits to ordinary people who are treating medical treatment.
"Butler Zhang, pay." Luo Yao ordered. He didn't bring any money this time, so he could only ask Zhang Xiaozheng to pay.
Zhang Xiaozheng was stunned for a moment, despised Luo Yao for a moment, but he still took out three dollars and handed them over.
"Doctor Yan, I have something to ask for advice."
"Speaking."
"Do you remember there is a patient named Wang Youmei?" Luo Yao asked.
"I see so many patients every day, Wang Youmei, I really have no impression of it..." Yan Chunhe denied.
"She comes to your place at least once a month to see you for medical treatment." Luo Yao said, "Doctor Yan, do you dare to say that you have no impression of it?"
"I think I have some impression. What's wrong? Who are the two of you? " Yan Chunhe asked.
"We know Wang Youmei, and she introduced us to see Dr. Yan, you are the one who treats you," Luo Yao said.
"Oh, it turns out that Xiaomei introduced you..." Yan Chunhe seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and blurted out the intimate name.
Zhang Xiaozheng, who was standing behind Luo Yao, looked slightly shrank, and with just a few words, he could draw Yan Chunhe's words. This method was amazing, and there seemed to be something more exciting.
"Doctor Yan, what does it have to do with Wang Youmei? She kept recommending me to come to see a doctor, but she has been seeing you for half a year, why has her own illness not cured?" Luo Yao said, "Or are your skill in rejuvenating your life?"
"You, you're talking nonsense. Xiaomei's illness has been cured long ago, she just..." Yan Chunhe's face changed drastically and she immediately refuted.
"It's just that, you two have an inappropriate relationship, or do you always come to see a doctor, but they actually come to you for a private meeting?" Luo Yao said reluctantly, "If a normal person has no effect, he will come back again and again, and he will not come back again by the third time. Who would have always believed in the words of a quack doctor? Although dysmenorrhea is difficult to treat, it can only be relieved in general. If it has not been effective, why do you come over again and again? If this woman wasn't stupid and deceived by you, or you two have an unusual relationship?"
"Who are you?" Yan Chunhe has also seen the world and immediately understood that Luo Yao is not an ordinary patient.
"Wang Youmei is dead. You are the last person to see her. Do you think we should doubt you?" Luo Yao said calmly.
"What, this is impossible. I prescribed it to her. This is an ordinary tonic. It will never kill anyone..."
"Doctor Yan, how do you know that she was poisoned to death?" Luo Yao asked with his eyes staring at Yan Chunhe.
"I, I..." Yan Chunhe was confused all of a sudden, and a layer of sweat oozed out of her forehead. It was obvious that she was already in a state of silence.
Chapter completed!