Everyone looked at Ye Qingyang with great anticipation.
They really want to see the truth.
This time, Ye Qingyang did not ask Lin Xiaokun, but turned to Lin Junlong's personal doctor and said:
"Old sir, you just saw the medicine bottle that fell from Junyao's body, and it was labeled Polar Datura! But with your qualifications, you should know that this extremely poisonous Polar Datura is not just a simple Datura.
Such an ordinary polar mandala can only be cultivated under very strict conditions, and the storage time is very short, like a flash in the pan!"
"Therefore, few people will cultivate this kind of medicinal material, and it is even rare to see it on the market. Even the black market is a once-in-a-century event!"
The old professor was slightly shocked. He adjusted his glasses and looked at Ye Qingyang: "You are right, you actually understand this?"
Most Chinese medicine practitioners don’t know anything about polar mandala. I have been practicing medicine for fifty years and have only a partial understanding of this thing.
I didn't expect that the young man in front of me was so familiar with this medicinal material.
"Could it be that you are also a Chinese medicine practitioner?" the old professor asked.
"That's right!" Ye Qingyang nodded.
"You're so humble!" said the old professor.
A junior Chinese medicine practitioner would definitely not have such detailed insights into a pair of medicinal materials that are difficult to see.
However, he didn't understand what the meaning of Ye Qingyang's words was.
Ye Qingyang continued: "Old sir, this medicinal material is extremely difficult to see, and in recent years, it has been listed as a banned drug in our country and is not allowed to be circulated. Once discovered, the penalty will be many times higher than that of drugs, so
, which makes this kind of medicinal material disappear! Is this situation I said correct? "
The old professor nodded: "Yes, you are right!"
Ye Qingyang continued: "So, if Junyao wanted to harm the old man, why did she go through all the trouble to find such a hard-to-find poison? There are so many colorless and odorless poisons, why not choose something else?"
"Does Junyao think the game is too easy? Make it more difficult for yourself to find excitement?"
Everyone, look at me and I look at you, I think what Ye Qingyang said does make sense.
"So, what are you going to say?" Lin Xiaoqian asked.
Ye Qingyang smiled faintly and said: "This Polar Mandala medicine bottle is fake. Someone framed Junyao and created a smoke bomb. The purpose is to create an illusion and make everyone think that the old man was poisoned by Junyao with Polar Mandala."
It’s gone and can’t be saved!”
"Actually, the poison in the old man's body is not some polar datura!"
"Besides, the old man is not dead at all, he is just in a state of pseudo shock!"
Ye Qingyang's words were like thunder on the ground, instantly shaking the entire audience.
"What evidence do you have for saying this?" the old professor asked.
Ye Qingyang's words have overturned what he just said.
If Lin Junlong had not taken Polar Datura, then his behavior just now was tantamount to a medical misjudgment, which would be a fatal blow to his reputation over the years.
Ye Qingyang said: "Old sir, I don't know how much you know about the poison of Polar Datura. If you are poisoned by Polar Datura, the poisoned person's organs will soon fail, and the person's skin color will turn purple-black.
The pupils will also dilate more than three times."
"Look at the old man again. After all this time, he has no signs of organ failure!" Ye Qingyang stepped forward, opened Lin Junlong's eyelids, and looked in with the flashlight of his mobile phone: "The pupils are also normal size!"
Then, Ye Qingyang took the old man's pulse and said in just ten seconds: "Looking at the old man's symptoms and pulse response, he was completely exposed to a drug that can cause shock but is not fatal in a short period of time!"
The old professor looked at Ye Qingyang with a shocked expression, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
He had to admit that his understanding of Polar Mandala was not that profound.
So he didn't know the detailed symptoms of polar datura poisoning.
But when I saw this medicine bottle just now, I thought I was poisoned by Datura Polaris.
Now that I think about it, I was too careless.
He asked Ye Qingyang: "Then what do you think Mr. Lin was poisoned by?"
He was also posing a problem for Ye Qingyang. If Ye Qingyang couldn't explain it, he could still save some face.
However, Ye Qingyang said: "If my guess is correct, Mr. Lin may have been given a medicinal powder called Rosemary Datura. This medicine has the same ancestor as Polar Datura. The ingredients are very similar, and even forensic doctors cannot identify it.
However, the difference between the two is that Polar Datura will cause death in a short period of time, while Rosemary Datura will cause people to go into shock and coma first, and then kill them after a few hours!"
"So, grandpa is still alive?" Lin Junyao was immediately overjoyed. She held Ye Qingyang's hand and said excitedly: "Is what you said true?"
Ye Qingyang smiled slightly: "Yes, your grandfather is still alive."
Suddenly, Lin Junyao burst into tears of excitement.
At this moment, Ye Qingyang was like a ray of light in her haze, bringing her infinite hope.
But everyone present was confused when they heard Ye Qingyang's remarks.
"Mr. Ye, why did the person who harmed my father not choose to poison him directly, but let him go into shock first?" Lin Xiaoqian asked Ye Qingyang.
At this time, he felt that what Ye Qingyang said was becoming more and more reasonable, and he called Ye Qingyang Mr. Ye.
"That's the problem!" Ye Qingyang said: "Someone deliberately framed Junyao and stuffed a medicine bottle into Junyao to create the illusion that Junyao killed Mr. Lin with poison!"
"And the reason why that man didn't kill Mr. Lin directly with poison is because his body is still useful!"
Everyone was surprised for a while, and Lin Xiaoqian asked: "What do you mean by this?"
Ye Qingyang said: "That person wants to get a treasure of the Lin family, and this treasure must be unlocked by Mr. Lin's hot fingerprint!"
"Hot fingerprint?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaoqian seemed to understand something.
In today's technology, thermal fingerprints are widely used. Many safes and confidential filing cabinets are unlocked by thermal fingerprints.
Thermal fingerprint unlocking must feel the fingerprint and the owner's body temperature at the same time to be effective.
If Mr. Lin dies, the fingerprint lock cannot be opened.
Lin Xiaoqian patted his thigh and said suddenly: "I understand, the old man has always kept the treasure fragments, and only the old man's fingerprint can open the secret room. It must be the hot fingerprint used by the old man to unlock it!"
Ye Qingyang smiled jokingly and said: "So, use your smart little minds to think about it. Did someone just say that he wanted to get the custody of the treasure fragments? Do you think he is the real murderer behind the scenes? Hey
hey-hey!"
This sentence was like an enlightenment in an instant, awakening everyone.
Gazes, like sharp knives, were suddenly directed towards Lin Xiaokun.
