NFBE Chapter 1950 Killing the chicken to scare the monkey!
Chapter 1950 Killing the chicken to scare the monkey!
Is Yuan Neng dead?
Just die?
Li Xiangnan felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, and his blood seemed to freeze at that moment!
He stood there, stunned, his head buzzing, almost unable to believe it!
How is this possible!
He clearly remembers the situation when he performed the emergency treatment.
Although Yuan Neng was seriously injured and had lost a lot of blood, the main bleeding points had been initially controlled by him using the temple's medicinal powder and compression bandages.
The airway was also cleared, ensuring proper ventilation, and the acupuncture points stimulated by the needles allowed Yuan Energy to retain a trace of its remaining vital energy.
Based on Li Xiangnan's experience and judgment, this approach would buy Yuan Neng enough precious time to arrive at the hospital and undergo surgery!
As long as there are no severe bumps or secondary injuries on the road, he should... be able to, at least, make it to the operating table!
But now! ! !
The person died on the way to the emergency room?
Is it right inside the door of this treatment room?
"Captain Guo!"
Li Xiangnan's voice was tense, filled with disbelief and anxiety: "I'm quite confident in my medical skills, and I know what I'm doing! His injury is fatal, but he shouldn't be so fragile as to not even last a few minutes! What happened on the way? Was there any unusual bump? Or... did he suffer any secondary injury from an impact?"
Guo Qian looked up abruptly, his tone resolute: "Advisor Li, absolutely not! The four of us carried the door panel, lowered all the back seats of the Jeep, and didn't even close the trunk. We drove here at high speed, but the ride was very smooth. We were just afraid of jolting him!"
"Once we entered the hospital, the four of us were carried steadily, and the doctors who treated us were extremely cautious, as if facing a formidable enemy!"
Guo Qian and the police officers around him had all encountered countless such emergencies, so they certainly wouldn't make any mistakes in rescuing people!
Li Xiangnan frowned.
"But just as we entered the treatment room and were almost at the emergency room, he... Yuan Neng suddenly started convulsing violently, making a thick, strange sound in his throat... and then he went completely silent, in less than twenty seconds!"
Violent convulsions?
A rapid death?
Why are these symptoms so strange?
Li Xiangnan's brows furrowed tightly again.
Death from hemorrhagic shock is usually a gradual process, with consciousness slowly fading and breathing and heartbeat gradually ceasing. Sudden, violent terminal convulsions are rare, unless…
What is the doctor's initial assessment of the cause?
Li Xiangnan pressed for details, several possibilities flashing through his mind.
Is it an acute cardiac trigger?
Or is it a sudden brain herniation?
Or is it a delayed reaction to some kind of toxin? Was it triggered at this point?
"The doctors who treated him, including the head of surgery who arrived later, all examined him," Guo Qian said anxiously. "They believe it was a massive hemorrhage caused by a ruptured spleen, possibly accompanied by damage to other internal organs and severe internal bleeding. He has lost too much blood and is in irreversible shock..."
As he had expected, Li Xiangnan's brows remained furrowed.
Guo Qian paused, his face showing the same confusion as Guo Qian's: "But the head of surgery told me privately that he also felt that this rate of death decay was a bit too fast! It's like a string suddenly snapping!"
The last string suddenly snapped!
This analogy indeed coincided with his premonition.
Li Xiangnan's heart sank.
"Captain Guo, besides the obvious external injuries, have you found any other abnormalities on his body? For example, tiny needle marks, inconspicuous subcutaneous bleeding points, or any other unusual changes in the condition of his pupils?"
Li Xiangnan naturally wouldn't let any possibility slip by.
When Yuan Neng was injured, he was handling the situation, and his first priority was to provide emergency care. His focus was entirely on maintaining Yuan Neng's life, so he naturally wouldn't have been able to know every detail about Yuan Neng's body.
He added, "For example... what kind of poisoning? Like ingesting a toxin that delays the onset of symptoms, but requires a specific environment to trigger it after a certain period of time?"
He also suspected that someone might have poisoned Yuan Neng, with a predetermined dosage and timing, to deliberately kill him in Pudu Temple and maximize the deterrence against Li Xiangnan, the police, and the old abbot Yuan Tong!
So, it seems that the people who brought Yuan Neng back had ulterior motives. For example, they might have done it on purpose to scare everyone away from further investigation by showing Yuan Neng's death!
Kill the chicken and the monkey!
Li Xiangnan's heart tightened; upon thinking about it, it was indeed very possible!
“The doctor and the forensic doctor’s assistant have done a preliminary examination of the body surface,” Guo Qian shook his head. “Aside from the knife wounds and obvious fractures, there are no fresh needle marks or other possible wounds! As for the pupils, we were busy with the resuscitation at the time, so no one noticed them, and they’ve since disappeared! For a more detailed examination… Consultant Li, we still need to see the autopsy!”
Guo Qian sighed as he said this, then, as if remembering something, he pulled an evidence bag from his pocket. "But we found something on him!"
Li Xiangnan took it and examined it closely under the dim light at the hospital entrance.
Inside the evidence bag was a black wooden stick about two inches long and as thin as a little finger, one end of which appeared to have been scorched and turned charred black.
The other end is engraved with some small, twisted patterns, like some kind of talisman or totem, and there are traces of dark red, possibly cinnabar, in the patterns.
The wooden stick itself is dense and not made of ordinary wood, exuding a cold and gloomy aura.
"What is this?" Wang Defa leaned closer to take a look, looking puzzled.
"We found it in the inner pocket of his coat, it was sewn very discreetly!"
Guo Qian frowned and said, "Two old monks came with us, and they both said they didn't recognize this thing and had never seen Yuan Neng take it out before! It's not a ritual implement or a part of a rosary from the temple. They couldn't understand the patterns on it either. It doesn't look like proper Buddhist or Taoist runes... It looks more like something used in witchcraft and sorcery in some parts of the south!"
"Witchcraft and sorcery?"
This word sent a chill down the spines of the people present.
A monk in a temple in Yanjing City was found to be carrying such an evil object on his person.
"And another thing," Guo Qian added, his tone even more serious, "when we were cleaning his right hand, we found that his palm was clenched tightly, and his fingernails were digging into the flesh! We had a lot of effort to pry it open, and we found that he had dug several deep marks into his palm with his fingernails, the skin and flesh were turned up!"
This was something that hadn't happened when they were rescuing Yuan Energy. Li Xiangnan hurriedly asked, "Have you clearly seen what kind of mark it is?"
“I can’t see it all! It’s a bloody mess! But the general outline… looks like crooked, unfinished characters, or some kind of symbol!” Guo Qian gestured in the air a few times. “I had my colleagues in the technical department take pictures and try to do some trace reconstruction!”
Handwriting?
symbol?
Could it be that Yuan Neng used his last strength to leave them a message before he died?
Looking at the strange black wooden stick in the evidence bag, and recalling the bloodstain on Yuan Neng's palm, Li Xiangnan felt a heavy, ominous fog descend upon him.
Yuan Neng's death was definitely not due to his severe injuries!
These things are eerie and meticulously designed!
"I need to see the body!" Li Xiangnan said in a deep voice.