Urban Feng Shui Master

Chapter 423 Accidental Death
Judging from what Xiao Lang got, Yingmei, female, 82 years old, is a well-known brand in the Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Experts in traditional Chinese medicine, acupuncture and moxibustion, clinical experts... as long as there are experts here, basically all of them are covered. up.It is said that her husband was also a well-known doctor of Chinese medicine, but died suddenly of a heart attack six years ago.

The old lady has only one son, who is also a doctor. Now she is developing abroad and rarely comes back once a year, so the old lady lives alone now.

According to the address provided by the security guard, Zeng Yifan and his entourage continued to rush to Yingmei's residence. This time they crossed nearly half of the city, and it took more than an hour to drive.When we arrived at Yingmei's residence, it was getting late.

Ding dong, Xiao Lang rang the doorbell politely, and after a while, an old lady with a kind face opened the door and came out.

"Are you Dean Ying?" Xiao Lang bowed first, and the old lady nodded with a smile when she saw that he was being polite.

"We were introduced by Mr. Cai Wen to seek medical treatment." Xiao Lang tentatively said, "Excuse me, you are getting old."

"Cai Wen?" The old lady looked at the people outside the house, "I don't know Cai Wen."

This made Zeng Yifan and the others startled, did they find the wrong person?But the prescription is indeed her name.

"This is the prescription Mr. Cai gave us, and you should have prescribed it." Xiao Lang still held out his hand to pass the prescription in a calm manner, "You may have forgotten."

Seeing the prescription, Elder Hua's complexion changed subtly, his originally stern face slowly softened, he beckoned for the four of them to enter the room.

Walking into the living room, the old lady took the broom off the coffee table casually, and there was a small metal dustpan beside it, which seemed to be cleaning just now.

"Mr. Cai contacted me some time ago and told me about your upcoming visit." Ying Mei went into the room and took a pulse pillow with the pulse number, "I also specially took care of it, don't admit it if you don't see the prescription."

Speaking of this, Ying Mei looked at the four of them: "Which one of you wants to see?"

"Dean Ying, please." Zeng Yifan rolled up his sleeves and put his left hand on the pulse pillow.

Ying Mei nodded, put three fingers on Zeng Yifan's wrist, frowned slightly, motioned Zeng Yifan to stretch out his right hand, and signaled his pulse again.

"You are all smart people, so I won't explain some things." Ying Mei took off her reading glasses, "This young man's ability should not be inferior to that of Mr. Cai, otherwise he wouldn't have made trouble to this point."

"President Ying, you are right." Xiao Lang answered, "His situation is really special now, do you think there is any way to treat it?"

Ying Mei didn't speak, she lowered her head and thought, probably thinking about the treatment method, and after about 10 minutes, she raised her head.

"My old man and I once specialized in the principle of human body's 'quantity', and we also met Mr. Cai at that time." Ying Mei said slowly, "During that time, I also dealt with several clinical cases, but there was no such thing as this young man. So tricky."

As he spoke, he reached out and took an exquisite small box, which opened to a set of silver needles.

"It's a pity that our old man is gone. Otherwise, he should be more sure about this young man's situation than me. Now I can only try it. Whether it works or not depends on the specific situation."

Before she finished speaking, the two silver needles that Ying Mei was holding pierced into Zeng Yifan's left wrist in an instant, followed by another two silver needles.Zeng Yifan felt that his arms were numb and itchy for a while, is this effect wrong?
Zeng Yifan was about to express this feeling, but before he could speak, Ying Mei pricked his right wrist with more silver needles, this time more, seven.

"Zuo Gen seven, right Zhen four, Gen Baihu, Zhen Qinglong." Tang Yi, who had been silent all the time, whispered to himself, "The green dragon and the white tiger fight with each other, the edges are like fire, and the needles are like gold."

"That's what my old man and Mr. Cai came up with." Ying Mei heard it clearly, "This is the Five Elements Interaction Acupuncture Method."

Then, he took out a small box from the refrigerator, which contained some ice cubes, which were shaped like small mushrooms with holes in the middle.Yingmei picked out some ice cubes and put them on the twelve silver needles.

From this point of view, the ice cube should represent the water in the five elements, and it uses the cold air of ice.

Not long after he put it on, big beads of sweat appeared on Zeng Yifan's forehead. He couldn't explain it. He felt uncomfortable right now, his right side was floating, his left side was heavy, and the dividing line in the middle of his body seemed to be It's like tearing him apart alive.

Seeing his appearance, Ying Mei nodded and said, "It's almost there, and then..."

Just as she was talking, Ying Mei tripped and staggered, and fell on her back.

Seeing her fall, Tang Yi, Xiao Lang, and Mo Rufeng rushed to catch her and stretched out their hands to help her.

But no matter how fast the three of them were, they were all one step short. With just one step, Ying Mei fell to the ground.

"Principal Ying..." Xiao Lang stepped forward to help her up, but he felt something sticky under his hand, upon closer inspection, it was actually covered in blood.

There was a metal dustpan where Yingmei fell to the ground. When she fell just now, the back of her head hit the sharp corner of the dustpan, which hurt her vital parts.

Xiao Lang quickly stretched out his hand to feel her pulse, and found that her pulse had completely stopped!

Coincidence is not a coincidence, and bad luck is not bad luck. Under some inexplicable circumstances, Yingmei was killed by a dustpan.

"Ying Lao, metal...'Di Zelin'..."

Zeng Yifan muttered to himself, then fell down with a plop.

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When he woke up, Zeng Yifan found himself in a bumpy taxi, the front of his clothes was full of alcohol smell, Xiao Lang and Mo Rufeng were sitting beside him, Tang Yi was in the front row and couldn't help looking back .

Seeing that he was awake, the three of them were not in a hurry to talk to him, Xiao Lang felt his pulse for a long time, his face was completely expressionless

Ying Mei died strangely, and Zeng Yifan lost control and collapsed, which was enough to surprise Xiao Lang and the others.But they were only surprised for a short while, because time did not allow them to be curious and dazed.

Mo Rufeng and Xiao Lang checked Yingmei in the pool of blood again, and decided that it was indeed impossible to save Yingmei's body, so they put Yingmei's body back to its original position according to the posture when it fell.

Tang Yi stayed by Zeng Yifan's side all the time, checked him from head to toe, and found that he was in a fainting state similar to physical exhaustion.

Everyone was relieved of Zeng Yifan, but now Yingmei's situation is very difficult.For such a bizarre cause of death, the police will definitely not believe their confessions, even if they tell the truth.

Xiao Lang thought about it, and asked Tang Yi to help Zeng Yifan to the door, and then he and Mo Rufeng cleaned the house carefully, cleaning up all the places that might leave traces.After confirming that there was nothing missing, the three of them quietly left Yingmei's residence with Zeng Yifan on their arms.

(End of this chapter)