"Thank you for the reminder, Master He." Yang Ruxin exhaled and stood up straight from Gu Qingheng's embrace. "I have a clear idea in my mind."
Hen Bingwen nodded slightly, saying nothing more.
"Pretending," someone nearby muttered under their breath.
Yang Ruxin ignored what others were saying, took a deep breath, and knew she had to do it again, certainly having overlooked something.
"Xinxin..." Gu Qingheng looked at his wife's waxy complexion, instantly filled with worry.
"I'll re-examine it." Yang Ruxin glanced at Gu Qingheng. "There are no other clues right now; I can only find evidence on the corpse. I can't allow myself to be wronged without clarity."
"Alright." Gu Qingheng stared into Yang Ruxin's eyes for a moment, then nodded. He knew this was her obsession, and perhaps he needed to learn medical skills in the future.
Yang Ruxin started examining the body from the beginning again, this time not limited to the stomach.
