Beloved 99 times: arrogant police superintendent hard to deal

Gu Liancheng tightly protected Qiao Jiang, "Qi Lao, this matter..."

"You don't have to say more!" he yelled and interrupted Gu Liancheng's voice. "In a word, do you want to arrest this woman today?"

"I didn't kill people!"

Qiao Jiang broke free from Gu Liancheng's arms, and her cold eyes swept Sheng wanwan.

She stepped on her high heels and came to Qi Wenlong. "I didn't kill people!"

"Not you. Who else? There are only two of you in this room! And..." he pointed to Qiao Jiang and looked her up and down again. "You're still untidy!"

The reporter's camera was always aimed at this scene.

In this matter, there is no room for any favoritism and perfunctory, so she must prove her innocence!

Her eyes fell on Qi Simiao on the ground, and her eyes flashed with regret.

She vomited a deep breath. She looked at Qi Wenlong again, "I ask for anatomy, and I will give you the answer!"

Qi Wenlong looked at Qiao Jiang unbelievably. Before he could talk, Qiao Jiang added, "I suspect he died of pulmonary embolism."

"What if not?"

"If not, I would be responsible for his death!"

With Qiao Jiang's words falling, Qi Wenlong suddenly became silent.

"OK." after a long time, he answered weakly, and looked at Qiao Jiang's eyes, still full of hostility.

"I don't care what you do, I want you to dissect here in front of all the media!"

"OK." Qiao Jiang responded. Was he afraid to go back to the anatomy room and cheat her, or was he worried about Gu Liancheng's shielding and wanted to let men have no room to intervene in full view of the public.

Gu Liancheng took a deep look at her and immediately ordered people to prepare all the tools for anatomy.

Yu Wangshu looked at the scene anxiously, "brother, what should I do?"

The man's eyebrows were cold, and there was no worry on his face, "believe Qiao Xiaojiang."

Yu Wangshu didn't speak again. Although he was calm, he must still be worried.

A good dinner, but the son of the host family died. The media swarmed in and broadcast the scene here live.

In front of the TV, Yang Qianlan stared at the TV tightly, and his hand on his knee was very tight, enough to see her tension.

On the other side, Jiang Huiyan is still the same.

This anatomy attracted the attention of the public.

In full view of the public, Qiao Jiang put a series of anatomical tools open. She raised her eyes and looked at Gu Liancheng. The other party looked at her with eyes full of trust.

She knew what this anatomy meant to her.

She took back her eyes and threw herself into it.

At the moment, the room was so quiet that his eyes fell on Qiao Jiang.

Everyone sweated for him. After all, the dead are not ordinary people.

Qiao Jiang devoted herself to it. When she held the scalpel, she was just a forensic doctor, a forensic doctor eager to find the truth.

With her slender hand, she skillfully cut Qi Simiao's pericardial cavity and observed the outflow of the right heart.

In the silence, Qi Wenlong's painful voice sounded, "what are you doing?"

Her eyes never moved, and her red lips gently opened, "observe whether the pulmonary artery cone is full, whether there is localized uplift, and feel whether there are hard objects by touching the blood vessels."

Qi Wenlong didn't speak any more, but looked at him quietly.

Then, she carefully opened the right ventricular outflow tract, pulmonary artery and its branches in situ.