Beloved 99 times: arrogant police superintendent hard to deal

Hearing the speech, the expression on Sheng wanwan's face stiffened. She looked at Gu Liancheng and saw that the other party didn't mean to speak for her. It was obviously acquiescence.

He glanced at the crowd, "where's Qiao Xiaojiang?"

"I'm here." Qiao Jiang tried hard to get away from the crowd and got out.

Looking at her like this, Gu Liancheng flashed by, "look."

"OK."

She hurried to the body. Her hand stretched out towards the eyelids of the dead. Before she touched it, she was beaten heavily by Sheng wanwan.

"Can you?"

In an instant, the back of her hand was red.

Gu Liancheng's eyes flashed an obvious chill, but he couldn't bear it.

At present, Qiao Jiang didn't care about the body. She even ignored Sheng wanwan into the air and carefully inspected the body.

Qiao Jiang's eyes were serious, as if there were only corpses in the whole canteen, and there was no one at the bottom of his eyes.

Gu Liancheng likes her serious appearance.

Sheng wanwan looked at Qiao Jiang sarcastically.

Even she can't see anything, let alone Qiao Jiang.

Without dissection, it is a dream to know the cause of death.

Qiao Jiang removed his fingers from the eyelids of the dead and frowned. "The dead showed the general signs of suffocation, and the eyelid conjunctiva was bleeding in spots."

As if thinking of something, she looked up at the crowd, "which department is this? Are there any colleagues?"

At this time, a man stood up silently, "I'm his colleague."

Qiao Jiang nodded, "then I ask you, does he have frequent nausea, vomiting, abdominal pain, bowel ringing and diarrhea this morning?"

"Yes." the man nodded. "He did this morning. He was almost dehydrated. I asked him to see a doctor, but he said he couldn't go again at night, but he didn't expect to die suddenly."

Qiao Jiang nodded thoughtfully.

"Is he dizzy, sleepy, headache, numbness of his lips and limbs this morning, accompanied by convulsions, sweating, slow knee reflex or disappearance?"

The man looked at Qiao Jiang apologetically. "I don't understand what you said, but he did lie on the table this morning. He also had convulsions. The rest is not clear."

Qiao Jiang was silent for a moment.

"If I guessed right, he should have been poisoned by toads."

"Ha!" as soon as Qiao Jiang's voice fell, Sheng wanwan's voice rang, "please don't talk disorderly before autopsy. As a forensic medicine, you should be responsible for every word you say."

Hearing the speech, Qiao Jiang's face sank in an instant.

Her cold eyes fell on Sheng wanwan without a trace of warmth.

"Are you... Questioning me?"

Sheng wanwan swept her with a condescending attitude, "I just analyzed it from a professional point of view, not for you."

"Professional angle." Qiao Jiang whispered these four words, and then her purplish red lip gently hooked.

At this time, Lu Qingbei came up, "I've got the anatomical consent. I'll dissect it right away."

Qiao Jiang stood up from the ground and swept Sheng night with a gloomy look.

In the anatomy room, Qiao Jiang stood quietly on one side, looking indifferent.

"I concluded that the deceased was poisoned by toads."

"That's not necessarily." Ye Ling came up and made up a faint sentence.

She was not annoyed, but snorted.

Huang Dongxu has picked up the scalpel and started dissection.

Qiao Jiang's red lips opened gently, "the dead died of Toad's poison. The heart cavity must be filled with flowing blood, myocardial interstitial congestion and punctate bleeding, congestion of internal organs, pulmonary edema and exudative bleeding around small cerebral vessels."

"Also, diffuse spotted bleeding of gastric mucosa."