Qiu Jingming shook his head and said calmly: "No, no, no, everyone, listen to me, I am also a family member of the patient who came to this clinic for medical treatment. There is no favoritism or protection for anyone, but just to discuss the matter. When we came to see the doctor for medical treatment last night, they were there. At that time, we saw the doctor rescue the patient, and the situation was still good when the patient was carried away.

Now that people are gone, the family members of the deceased want an explanation, and the clinic also needs justice. Since this is the case, we naturally have to ask the government to come forward. I believe everyone knows the character of the prefect. Could it be that you can't trust the prefect?"

"Of course we will not doubt it." The indignant people calmed down at this time and expressed their positions.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man knew that if the trouble continued, they would become unreasonable. He gritted his teeth and agreed to Qiu Jingming's suggestion, but they would also send someone to the government office to make a fuss.

Qiu Jingming knew that he could not go back early today, so he turned to Jiang Kun and the other two and said, "I need to go to the government office with them, what are you planning?"

Jiang Maolei got off the bed and said, "Brother-in-law, I'll go with you."

For some reason, Jiang Maolei always felt that Qiu Jingming was the most reliable among so many people. There seemed to be no problem that could not be solved when being with him. Now he still has many puzzled confusions waiting for Qiu Jingming to make corrections for him.

Jiang Kun also said, "I have to go to the government office, and I have to talk to Manager Chen!"

Tang Lao Er had no choice but to spread his hands, "You all go to the government office, it doesn't matter. I'll drive the donkey cart back alone. Let's go together, and I'll send it to Dr. Cai by the way."

Doctor Cai was so angry that he couldn't stand steadily, so he didn't dare to let him walk to the government office by himself.

So a group of people came to the government office in a mighty manner.

However, because the prefect went far away, the person who temporarily served as the prefect was a strange face. Although he was wearing the same mask as the prefect, Qiu Jingming still found something was wrong at the first time. Perhaps others would not recognize him, but he raised his eyebrows and looked at the other party with a little meaning.

Zeng Pan also glanced at Qiu Jingming and asked calmly: "Who is in the hall, what's the matter with beating drums and making trouble?"

The victim immediately cried and said, "Sir, my father is so unfair! We just want my father to live a few more days before he was sent to the clinic. Who knew that he would... be gone when he returned from the clinic last night!"

Dr. Cai said seriously with a calm face: "Sir, I have never seen such a black and white thing in my life for decades. When the patient was sent here last night, there was only the qi that was emitted but not the qi that came in. It was me who used the ancestral silver needle technique to save the patient for half an hour before the patient was safe.

When they left, the patient's condition had stabilized. How could it be said that the old man had killed someone? I would not bear such a stigma!"

Dr. Cai was also very tough. He calmed down from the sudden attack just now and could face this matter rationally.

Qiu Jingming couldn't help but sigh in relief when he saw this, and went up to bow and said, "Sir, Cao Min's surname is Qiu. He happened to witness the patient seeking medical treatment last night. He was about to leave today and encountered this incident, so he came with him to testify. Of course, in order to clear the clinic, he asked the coroner to do an autopsy."

"A autopsy? What autopsy? Who said it was an autopsy!" The middle-aged man jumped up first. They came to compensate, not to torture the old father's body.

Zeng Pan frowned and said unkindly: "Don't you want justice? The clinic also needs an innocence. Since this is the case, how can you know why the deceased died? If it is really a mistake in the clinic, I will definitely give you justice. I have removed the signboard of the clinic. If this matter has nothing to do with the clinic, you will be slandered and naturally have to bear the corresponding responsibility. In this way, is it fair?"

The people who followed him nodded repeatedly, and such impartiality made people have nothing to say.

The middle-aged man cried and said, "Sir, my father is dead, how can he be so wronged again!"

Zeng Pan snorted: "Let your father die indecipherment is the greatest grievance for him!"

The middle-aged man still refused to agree, and always regarded filial piety as his hat, refused to let the autopsy be examined, and cried pitifully. Although Zeng Pan was angry, he was not good at using force directly. Otherwise, Du Bailiang's image as a prefect who was not easy to establish would be destroyed by him.

Just when Zeng Pan was about to lose his patience, Qiu Jingming said slowly: "Sir, there is actually another way to know the cause of the deceased's death. At that time, you only need to make a simple verification by coroner, and you don't need to open the corpse to the belly. How about it?"

"Oh? There is such a way?" Zeng Pan became interested.

The onlookers were also talking about it and were very curious about the method Qiu Jingming said.

Qiu Jingming asked the yamen to get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of the middle-aged man, and asked, "Can you know how to write?"

The middle-aged man was full of vigilance, "No...No."

Qiu Jingming smiled, "It doesn't matter. Just draw something on it and tell me what you have drawn, and then give me your father's birth date and horoscope."

The middle-aged man could not do it, so he could only obey and do it. He gritted his teeth and drew a few simple strokes.

"What did you draw?" Qiu Jingming asked.

"House..." said the middle-aged man.

Qiu Jingmingzhuang turned the painting and looked at it, pondering: "The house is a living room, the roof is like a "people", and the strokes are thick, which means that this house has caused you a certain psychological burden. Your father died at home, with windows but no doors, and no doors for help. No one helped the deceased when he died, either you are not present, or someone is present, but he is standing by and watching.

Now let’s talk about the eight characters of the deceased. They were born on the day of Yi and Bing Zi, and were treated as the noble character of the six Yi. Yi used Geng as the official official and the hour branch Zi made Yi die; Bing was also used as the wounded official, and Bing and Xin transformed into water to eliminate evil. If there is no Geng and Xin in the four pillars, and there is no cage in the cage and Wu clash, it is considered to be the noble character of the six Yi and became the noble person’s life. If the above taboo is violated and the month order is not obtained, there is nothing to be remedied, this life is fierce and vicious, poor, sick, and dead.

Now, only if you send someone to check the body of the deceased, if there is no external injury or poisoning, it will most likely be suffocated and die, and it has nothing to do with Dr. Cai.”

"That's it?" Zeng Pan looked suspicious, thinking that Qiu Jingming was just making trouble. He was about to scold him but found that the middle-aged man was pale and very frightened. He felt a trembling heart and shouted immediately: "Let the coroner come check it."

The middle-aged man had already made up his courage and kowtowed to Zeng Pan repeatedly, "Sir, we don't know anything! We were indeed no one there when my father died, and when he found out, he was stiff."

As soon as these words were said, everyone was in an uproar, and their eyes changed when they looked at Qiu Jingming. It was a kind of awe and fanaticism, as if they were looking at a god.
Chapter completed!