Finally, Fu Shiyi asked the first question, and the most critical question: "Are the corpses in the Taoist temple for human experiments?"

Bai Zetuo paused for a moment, then nodded: "You should know that my wife died of illness a few years ago."

Everyone knows this, so Fu Shiyi nodded and had a little guess: "This matter has something to do with your wife?"

"At that time, she had a strange disease. Her hands and feet were rotten little by little. No matter what method I used, I couldn't cure her. Finally, I remembered Hua Tuo. I wanted to cut off the rotten legs and replace them with a good one. Can she cure her disease?"

Bai Zetuo's expression was a little painful when he said this: "I am a doctor, but I can't cure the people closest to me. Do you know that feeling?"

Of course, those present could not fully understand Bai Zetuo's feelings.

But you will understand more or less.

Fu Shiyi understood that feeling, just like she couldn't save Li Nu at the beginning.

That feeling was desperate.

I clearly felt that I could do something and could do something, but in the end I found that I couldn't do anything.

That kind of helplessness is much stronger than not knowing nothing and having no way to do anything.

But in the end, Fu Shiyi said: "Your wife's life is life, is other people's life not life?"

"You are a doctor. I believe your master should have told you on the first day of being an apprentice that the doctor is the parents' heart."

Fu Shiyi calmly asked Bai Zetuo: "Have you ever thought that those people you killed are all people born by their parents? Have you ever merciful to them at all?"

Bai Zetuo was silent for a while after this question was asked.

Everyone secretly applauded Fu Shiyi's question: It must be so sharp!

However, Bai Zetuo finally laughed.

He smiled and shook his head: "You are different from my ideas, but how can you understand what I want to do?"

"I did not do it for everyone, but for everyone! If the surgery is successful, how many people can I save?"

"And those people are poor and lowly, and they can't even survive and can only sell themselves as slaves. What qualifications do they have to compare with us?"

When saying this, Bai Zetuo looked indifferent.

Obviously, in his heart, the slave was just an object, his own private property.

Not alone.

As soon as this was said, anger appeared on all the bad people's faces.

Bad people are actually cheap karma and cannot be truly favored by others.

So they know more about what inequality is? What does it mean to be highly regarded?

Li Changbo spoke at this time.

He only asked one question: "The law has never said such a rule. I only know that even the master cannot hurt the life of the slave for no reason. nor can he humiliate it for no reason."

"Even if those people are slaves you bought, you have made a huge mistake if you ignore human life so much. You are far from being able to escape the blame by paying a fine."

However, Bai Zetuo chuckled and asked back: "But which law says that killing a slave requires the master to pay for his life?"

"Wu Gu is not your slave. The old master is not your slave." Li Changbo reminded in a very calm tone.

Bai Zetuo paused for a moment. The calm on his face was finally broken.

When Fu Shi looked at Bai Zetuo's expression, he couldn't help but have an absurd idea: Has he forgotten this?

If we put aside the affairs of Doctor Wu Gu and the Old Temple Master, and the bones in those Taoist temples are all servants of Bai Zetuo, then Bai Zetuo will indeed not be easily sentenced to death.

After all, no law says that the master needs to pay his life if he dies. The most serious punishment is just exile for three hundred miles.

And one or two lives is just a loss of money.

However, Bai Zetuo finally snorted: "Xiaolu surgery is so successful, how many children of noble families will see me like this? Do you think they really want someone like me to die easily?"

He even felt a little proud: "Do you know how many people in the entire Chang'an City rely on the prescription I prescribe to prolong their lives?"

It was not until this moment that all ninjas suddenly realized: No wonder Bai Zetuo easily admitted his crimes.

It turned out that Bai Zetuo never felt that he would die.

Fu Shiyi also understood why Bai Zetuo explained Xiaolu so clearly that he was willing to teach his medical experience to Caoxin.

Because as long as the small road can survive safely, Bai Zetuo will have an extra golden-shaped living signboard!

Even the palace admitted Bai Zezhi's medical skills!

For this matter, I'm afraid there will be many people who come to plead with you!

Fu Shiyi looked at Li Changbo.

Li Changbo's expression was a little calm.

Obviously, Li Changbo also thinks that this thing is indeed possible.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire yamen was a little sluggish.

Only Bai Zetuo stood with his hands behind his back, with a faint smile on his lips. He even asked in a special question: "What else do you want to ask?"

"How did you kill the old spectator?" Li Changbo did not discuss the later sentence with Bai Zetuo, but directly asked about the case.

Bai Zetuo smiled: "It's actually very simple. It's just pretending to go over and give him medicine. Then he killed the person when he was not paying attention."

"Then I cleaned the scene again, and naturally I couldn't find my head."

"When I went there, I avoided everyone, and no one would think that I would kill people. Even if I paid attention to him, I didn't expect that I would kill him-"

Bai Zetuo was quite regretful when talking about this: "Actually, I have put a lot of effort into it when he was able to live to such an old age. If he hadn't thought about immortality, how could he help me do that?"

"He reminded me of this method. He not only practiced alchemy, but also studied witch medicine, so he knew a lot of methods."

"It's a pity that the things that come back from the dead do not exist in the world."

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Fu Shiyi always felt that Bai Zetuo’s tone was a little angry and regretful when he said this.

And at this moment, Li Changbo suddenly seemed to remember something, and a hint of shock flashed across his face.

Fu Shiyi couldn't help but glance at Li Changbo.

Li Changbo took a deep breath and suddenly asked Bai Zetuan: "Do you know Shen Jingbing?"

"Do you know You Zhinian, who sells candied haws?"
Chapter completed!