"What's more, the skin and mucous membranes of people who died from carbon poisoning should be cherry red. Even the corpse spots, the corpse rash that Mr. Sun just mentioned, will also be cherry red."
"Also, the carbon poison combines with the hemoglobin in the blood, causing the hemoglobin to be unable to transport oxygen, and the body is hypoxic, resulting in suffocation symptoms, protruding eyes, and congestion or bleeding of the palpebral conjunctiva."
"But what I said was not fully reflected in the deceased."
"So, based on the results of your two autopsies, I think it is necessary to conduct a second autopsy."
As soon as she said these words, Sun Zhou's face turned as purple as eggplant skin.
He wanted to scold Luo Jiuli for all the nonsense he was talking about: cerebral edema, myocardial damage, hemoglobin, and cherry red. What kind of red was that? How come he had never seen it before.
But when he saw the proud and stern look of the Ninth Prince beside him, he felt embarrassed again.
On the contrary, Zhang Pingquan was in shock at this time.
He didn't expect Luo Jiuli to come at all, nor did he expect that when facing the corpse, she could still talk with her usual expression? She actually knew this!
As for the other person who was shocked, it was the eldest son of the Duke's Mansion, Luo Yuanliang. From the moment his little sister spoke, his eyes became brighter and brighter.
Especially when Luo Jiuli said those words he had never heard before, his eyes widened.
I was thinking to myself, the little sister is so majestic, but what did the little sister just say?
It sounds like the scene when a person poisoned by charcoal dies. How...how did the little girl know about such a bloody thing? And she said it so clearly and smoothly.
Everyone present had different expressions, and almost all of them were looking at Luo Jiuli intentionally or unintentionally.
Even Xiao Mingxuan knew that she could speak amazingly and was different from other people, but he was still shocked by her eloquent talk.
"From what Miss Luo Er said, it seems she also knows how to do an autopsy."
"I just don't know how Miss Luo Er plans to conduct the second autopsy?"
Sun Zhou believed that Luo Jiuli deliberately opposed him. A young woman from the back house overturned his autopsy results. This was contempt for his craftsmanship.
As the oldest, most experienced, and most senior author in the capital, this is a provocation, a naked provocation.
Luo Jiuli also saw that Sun Zhou was the legendary old stubborn, full of confidence in his craftsmanship, but selectively rejected the opinions of others, especially those of a young woman like her.
Before, she was full of gratitude to Sun Zhou, thinking that he was an old man with a cold face and a warm heart.
I never thought that this was because it did not involve his professional knowledge. Once it comes to his field, this kind of old stubbornness is the most difficult to deal with.
"It seems that we have to use magic to defeat magic."
"South Star."
Luo Jiuli didn't bother to explain to him anymore and looked at Nan Xing.
"master."
Nan Xing came forward with the medicine box, and Nan Zhu brought the table.
Luo Jiuli took the medicine box, opened it, took out a roll of cloth bag, untied the rope of the bag, and waved the bag, and the bag rolled away layer by layer.
There are all kinds of silver needles of fine lengths, small scissors of various shapes, different sizes and strange shapes, and knives with tilted heads. Although they are not as comprehensive as the tools of a professional forensic doctor, these things are useful for Jiang Fengnian's autopsy.
,enough.
Beside, Zhang Pingquan opened his mouth wide and did not close it for a long time.
Among these, except for silver needles and a few normal knives, he had almost never seen them.
In fact, not only Zhang Pingquan was surprised, but the stubborn eyes of Mr. Sun, who had been giving orders just now, gradually brightened up.
"Miss Luo Er, autopsy is done by observing the appearance of the corpse, rash, and scars to determine the cause of death, but what about these things?"
He stretched out his criss-crossed fingers covered with veins and pointed at the rows of silver needle knives on the table.
"These seem to be disemboweling the corpse?"
Luo Jiuli looked up at Sun Zhou silently, but he didn't expect that he would see the essence at a glance.
"No wonder people say that Mr. Sun is the leader of the gang, and his eyes are very sharp when looking at problems."
"However, let me correct you. That is not called disembowelment. In medical terms, it is called dissection."
As soon as she said these words, it was like a drop of hot water entering a frying pan, and the "hissing" sound aroused countless echoes and hit the ears of everyone present.
Including Xiao Mingxuan, Luo Jiuli spoke very softly, as easily as usual, but anyone with a brain can hear it. She did not deny Sun Zhou's words, and was even testing everyone's acceptance a little bit.
.
But the more this happened, the greater the impact on him.
He led troops to fight all year round, and death and bloodshed were common on the battlefield. After a battle, there were not a few soldiers who lost arms, legs, and heads.
He has long been used to it and is not afraid of blood.
But it was a battlefield after all, and everyone had to fight to the death in order to survive.
But he had never thought that in such peaceful times, he would disembowel a person, no, to be precise, disembowel a corpse.
Luo Yuanliang froze on the spot, and the cold air suddenly came out from his back.
His little sister did not deny what Sun Zhou said.
He was not afraid of the dead, but when he thought of the scene of blood flowing from his intestines, he suddenly felt sick.
Even Zhou Shirui, who was standing aside and wanted to stop him, his expression turned stiff.
Luo Jiuli, this woman is so cruel.
"Is Miss Luo Er really going to disembowel Mr. Jiang?"
Sun Zhou refused to give up and wanted to make sure again. His old face frowned into an old 'flower', which was as ugly as it could be.
Luo Jiuli knew how much importance these ancient people attached to the body. Let alone disemboweling someone, even losing a piece of skin would be considered disrespectful.
"If you can't detect poison with a silver needle, dissection is the only way to get closer to the truth."
Sun Zhou's lips trembled and he spoke sternly.
"Don't you know, Miss Luo Er, that her parents were responsible for her body and skin, so to do anything to Mr. Jiang's body would be disrespectful to the deceased."
"Sun Zhou, be impudent!"
On the side, Xiao Mingxuan pursed his thin lips slightly, and held Luo Jiuli in his arms with his long and strong arms, but his noble and cold face was filled with a layer of ice.
When Sun Zhou was scolded by Xiao Mingxuan, he was so frightened that he fell to his knees on the ground.
Xiao Mingxuan stared at him coldly.
"As a widower, don't you know that giving the deceased an explanation and letting him die in peace is the greatest respect for him?"
"As for you, you seem to be senior and experienced, but in fact you are stubborn."
These words were like a knife, sharply piercing Sun Zhou.
Sun Zhou knelt on the ground, his face turning blue and red.
The Ninth Prince scolded him in front of so many people, which was like a harsh slap on his face, turning the embarrassment in his heart into boiling anger.