Special Forces Medic-Chapter 668 - 630: Do you hate me this much?

"Oh, was there?" Wu Shuang was completely at a loss about this, still wondering why she hadn't received the report after so long.

"Take it!" Xiao Lin always felt a hint of indulgence in Mu Rongyun's tone. He couldn't help but look at Wu Shuang, furrowing his brows. Mu Rongyun sensed Xiao Lin's gaze and placed the report in Wu Shuang's hand, gently ruffling her long hair. "Now that you're a deputy director, why are you still as impatient as when you were a team leader?"

Wu Shuang, somewhat slow to react, seemingly didn't notice Mu Rongyun's peculiarity. She meticulously examined Zhang Qiang's autopsy report. "Huh? How is this possible?" She questioned Mu Rongyun in disbelief. "Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"When Zhang Qiang was brought into the hospital, he indeed experienced a brief shock due to drowning. His trachea was filled with quite a bit of sand and mud. Although Dr. Xiao provided timely treatment, some residue remained inside."

"The hospital should have addressed it." Wu Shuang glared at the report.

"The hospital didn't address it." Xiao Lin spoke to Mu Rongyun, quickly grasping his meaning. "So, it led to his death?"

"The lack of timely treatment didn't result in his death, as your intervention allowed him to survive. However, I discovered a toxin in his body, a chronic toxin." Mu Rongyun adjusted his glasses. "The true cause of Zhang Qiang's death was a chronic toxin produced by an enzyme-variant substance. It's colorless, tasteless, and can blend with any medicinal agents. Once in the body, the toxins gather. As long as an enzyme variant stays in one place, the rest follow, gradually destroying immune cells, the toxin eventually surfacing on the skin."

"So, Zhang Qiang must have been in considerable agony when he died." Wu Shuang turned to the last page, which showed the corpse's appearance at the time, with a large black patch on his abdomen. "But there are finger marks on his neck." Examining the photo carefully, she noticed the red indications.

"These are a woman's finger marks." Mu Rongyun observed as Xiao Lin stirred a still-settling substance in a test tube with a plastic stick. On the surface of the yellowish-brown liquid appeared another substance, resembling an oily liquid, with some black particles mixed in.

"A woman?" Wu Shuang moved her gaze back to the photo. "I know who it is."

Mu Rongyun's intention in having her look at the photo wasn't to examine the cause of death. She had overlooked Zhang Qiang's expression. Post-mortem expressions freeze instantly, and Zhang Qiang had a satisfied look, as if liberated, judging by his slightly open mouth.

"Zhang Qian!" Mu Rongyun nodded. Initially, he suspected tampering at the hospital, but once the components were analyzed, he dismissed that possibility. "How could one's closest relative be so indifferent? Moreover, Zhang Qiang had been sending Zhang Qian living expenses all along. Such sibling bonds must have had a reason for such a shift after the incident."

Xiao Lin took a volumetric flask, extracting another substance floating on the surface of the tobacco liquid and pushing it into the flask before sealing it with a wooden stopper. "Keep the remaining tobacco here as evidence. I'll take the solvent back for further analysis."

"There's definitely something wrong with the cigarettes Wang Zhanting gave to Tang Xiaoxia." Wu Shuang felt a small sense of delight. She wasn't sure if this could be used as evidence, but Xiao Lin and Mu Rongyun didn't seem as optimistic.

"Since you lost your car, I'll take you home. You go up and tidy up; I'll come by shortly." Xiao Lin said to Wu Shuang. Although Zhang Qiang's autopsy report had been completed, it meant Wu Shuang would have to head to the North District again.

Wu Shuang glanced at Mu Rongyun. "Don't fight, you two." Xiao Lin deliberately tried to send her away, and she naturally wouldn't act coy and stay. As she climbed the stairs, she couldn't help but glance back.

"Is there something you want to say to me?" With Wu Shuang not around, Mu Rongyun didn't need to put on the nice guy act. He lit a cigarette, took off his glasses, and rubbed his brows with his fingers. His hoarse voice sounded laden with exhaustion.

"What do you intend to do with Wu Shuang?" Xiao Lin's directness made Mu Rongyun chuckle.

"What else do men do when they pursue women?"

"Mu Rongyun, you can do whatever you want to me, but Wu Shuang is an outsider. Don't drag her into this." Xiao Lin grabbed Mu Rongyun by the collar, irritated by his roguish demeanor.

"It's not I who insists on involving her; it's you and Hua Qingyi." Mu Rongyun calmly removed Xiao Lin's hand from his collar. "Your current behavior is disgusting to me. Are you trying to play the righteous man?"

"You..."

"Don't think you can grab my collar once and do it again." Mu Rongyun stepped aside from Xiao Lin. "Who's using Wu Shuang? Me or yourself? Deep down, you know best. Do you feel guilty?"

Seen through, Xiao Lin turned his head aside. "You should know the North District better than I do." Trying to change the topic, Xiao Lin glared back at Mu Rongyun. "With your status, how long will Fourth Master tolerate you?"

"You needn't worry about that." What Xiao Lin said is true; Fourth Master might tolerate him once but not perpetually. "I'll handle my affairs myself; sooner or later, you and I will have to face each other. Take care of your own matters first."

"What about Wu Shuang then?" Caught between the two, Xiao Lin hesitated. "I still maintain she's innocent."

"You should know full well that anyone involved with people from the North District won't fare well. Can you still stop her now?" Mu Rongyun suddenly boiled with rage for reasons unknown, advancing on Xiao Lin and pinning him against the table. "She's already a thorn in Fourth Master's eye, and because of you, she's playing a role you need. It's not I who harms her; it's you. Don't pretend to threaten me with false righteousness; your mistakes are yours, and I won't bear them for you."

"Do you hate me this much?" Xiao Lin looked into his eyes, a wave of bitterness rising in his heart. "The old man will naturally face the consequences of his deeds; are you paying for such mistakes for yourself or for the old man?"

"Damn it!" A glass vessel fell to the ground, shattering into pieces. Wu Shuang stood at the top of the stairs, hurriedly rushing down.

Xiao Lin got up from the ground, chuckling a couple of times. "We both have the same goal; why do you seek out Hong Lian? Because of the Staff, will the old man let you have it?"

"That's none of your concern. Just handle your own affairs." Mu Rongyun glanced at Wu Shuang before walking out of the basement past her. "I'm the one who hit him, but I won't apologize. That's what he owed me." (To be continued. If you like this story, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote with recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is the greatest motivation for me.)