The coroner and the concubine doctor pursue the murderer in the Dali Temple

The young man was obviously relieved, and then hesitantly said: "Everyone...is there anything else? Why don't you come in and sit down?"

"Okay." Chu Yunxi agreed immediately and stepped inside. The boy was just being polite, but he didn't expect Chu Yunxi to agree so impolitely. He had no choice but to step aside.

Chu Yunxi took a look at the decoration of Jinyutang and found it was indeed more luxurious than that of ordinary clinics. Although the place was not large, only the finest materials were used, such as tables, chairs and counters made of high-quality pear wood, screens inlaid with gilded fragments, and famous calligraphy and paintings on the wall, all of which showed the luxury of this clinic.

There is a staircase in the corner of the house. Chu Yunxi had seen it before coming in. This is a two-story building, but she doesn't know what the upstairs is used for.

Li Jinghong had been here several times before and was no longer surprised. Baiyu Heimu secretly sighed in his heart that this decoration looked even more magnificent than the Dali Temple.

A small clinic with such luxurious decoration does not match the appearance at all.

"Are you and your master the only ones here? What's your name?" Chu Yunxi asked the young man.

The young man answered honestly, "My name is Xinghao. On weekdays, this clinic is run by me, my senior brother, and my master. My senior brother and I take turns staying downstairs at night, and now my senior brother is sleeping upstairs."

"Does your master usually see many patients?"

Xing Hao shook his head. "Not many. Most of the patients come to me on their own. I will only go out to see patients if they are treating a noble person."

"Then do you follow him when he goes out to see patients?"

"Sometimes I follow, sometimes I don't. When the master goes out to see patients at night, he basically doesn't let me follow."

Chu Yunxi walked to the counter, picked up the medical registration book, and said, "Can I see this?"

How could Xing Hao dare to say no? He could only continue to nod honestly, "Miss, please look."

Chu Yunxi stopped talking and casually flipped through the records. All of them were written with the patient's name, condition and consultation fee. Chu Yunxi saw the last record of this evening, "He Wanying, Yin deficiency and hyperactivity of fire, coughing and coughing up blood, fatigue."

"Li Shaoqing, come and take a look. Is this your mother?"

Li Jinghong came over to take a look and nodded, "Yes, this is the medicine I came to get in the evening."

"The consultation fee is ten taels of silver." Chu Yunxi was amazed, "Li Shaoqing, you are so rich."

Li Jinghong smiled bitterly, "Girl, please stop teasing me."

Chu Yunxi handed the record to Xiao Mubei and said, "Your Majesty, can you take a look at this record to see if there is anything wrong with it?"

Xiao Mubei took the record and looked at it, then said, "It doesn't record the patient's actual condition."

"That's right," Chu Yunxi continued to look through the books. "The illnesses here are not serious, but the medicines prescribed are appropriate. This shows that Doctor Yan knows the patient's true condition. Moreover, his consultation fee is so expensive. If the patient is not seriously ill, I'm afraid no one will come. What is his intention in doing this? Xinghao, do you know?"

Xing Hao was listening to Chu Yunxi's words blankly. He was suddenly called and didn't react for a moment, "Ah?"

Chu Yunxi looked up at him, "Has your master ever offended anyone?"

Xing Hao couldn't keep up with Chu Yunxi's train of thought, and after a long while he said, "Some people are making a scene here because they can't afford the consultation fee, saying that the master doesn't have the heart of a doctor. Is this considered offending people?"

Of course, Chu Yunxi asked, "Is there really no disease that your master can't cure?"

"Of course," Xing Hao obviously admired his master very much, "Unless someone can't afford the consultation fee, as long as my master sees the patient, there is nothing he can't save."

How could there be a doctor in this world who could cure any disease? Chu Yunxi absolutely didn't believe it. The only possibility was the consultation fee.

Chu Yunxi felt that if it were her, she would first examine the patient, and if she could cure him, she would set the consultation fee within the patient's budget. If she could not cure him, she would quote a sky-high price so that the patient would give up. This way, she would not ruin her reputation as a miracle doctor.

"Then why don't you write about the real condition?"

Xing Hao obviously didn't know about this. He said blankly, "How could that be? Master usually uses this to record everything. No patient has ever said anything."

That's because the patients don't understand, okay? Chu Yunxi could see that Xinghao probably didn't know anything, probably because he was too young.

"How long have you been following Doctor Yan?"

"Three years." Xing Hao said, "My parents asked me to study medicine with Doctor Yan. They said that Doctor Yan was a great doctor and that I would become a great man if I followed him. After that, I never saw them again."

Chu Yunxi's heart skipped a beat. Why did this sound like selling a child?

"Okay, there's nothing else to do. Go upstairs and go to sleep. Call your brother down. We have something to ask him."

Xing Hao thought, why do these people keep asking questions? They even call me Senior Brother. Also, why hasn't Master come back yet so late today?

However, he did not dare to question anything. He could only go upstairs, looking back every few steps. After a while, a young man in his twenties came down from upstairs. He was a man of ordinary appearance and looked tired, obviously having been woken up from his sleep.

"Are you the officials from Dali Temple?" The man had heard their identities from Xinghao.

"That's right," Li Jinghong spoke this time. He glanced at Chu Yunxi, who nodded at him, so he got straight to the point and said, "Doctor Yan was murdered just now. We came here to find out what happened. Are you Doctor Yan's eldest disciple?"

The man was stunned by the sudden news. He sat down before he even finished going down the stairs. He stared at Li Jinghong blankly and asked, "What...what did you say? Master was...killed?"

Xing Hao rolled and crawled down from the upstairs and collapsed beside the man. With a look of fear on his face, he tightly grasped the man's collar and said, "Brother, is the master... dead?"

Chu Yunxi sat down silently. In fact, what she hated doing most was notifying the victim's family, because it would take a long time to calm them down, which was what she was worst at.

You can let her investigate the case, perform an autopsy, look for clues, or face the victim's family members who have calmed down, but don't let her go to notify them, she can't bear it.

Xiao Mubei saw Chu Yunxi's mood and guessed that she didn't want to see this scene, so he didn't tell Xinghao the news right away. At this moment, the two brothers might need time to accept the news, so he said to Chu Yunxi: "It's too late, you go back and rest first, and let Li Shaoqing take them back to the Dali Temple for questioning tomorrow."

Chu Yunxi nodded. She was indeed sleepy. The interrogation from morning till night had not stopped and her brain was overloaded.

Xiao Mubei asked Bai Yu to send Chu Yunxi back, and the others stayed to comfort the two brothers Xinghao.