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

When she walked to the front hall, Chu Yunxi had just finished eating a steamed bun and almost choked. When she entered the room, she saw a cup of tea next to Xiao Mubei. She hurried over and drank it in one gulp, and finally she felt better.

Li Jinghong stared at them in amazement, thinking that this Miss Chu really didn't care about her image at all. How could a girl eat while walking? And she even went to drink the prince's tea, which the prince had already drunk.

Many people knew that Prince Dingbei had married a concubine, but not many knew who the concubine was. At least the people in the Dali Temple didn't know yet, and this coroner Chu was actually the concubine of Prince Dingbei.

But Xiao Mubei didn't care. He even stood up and patted Chu Yunxi on the back, saying in a somewhat reproachful manner, "Why didn't you finish your breakfast before coming here? How can you just eat a steamed bun?"

"It's okay, it's okay. After asking the driver, I have to go give my aunt an IV. Don't waste time." Chu Yunxi was so busy that she had no time to rest.

Li Jinghong suddenly felt that he was narrow-minded. The girl was rushing here just to get your mother's medical treatment.

He immediately ordered someone to bring the driver over, and while leading the driver over, he told Chu Yunxi that the driver's name was Guan San, and he drove a car near Shou'an Tang, the largest medicinal materials store in the capital. Every time before Doctor Yan went to Qilou Street for a free medical consultation, he would go to Shou'an Tang to purchase a batch of medicinal materials, and then hire the driver's car to take them to Qilou Street. After the free medical consultation, the driver would take Doctor Yan back to the vicinity of Shou'an Tang.

"How far is Shou'an Hall from Jinyu Hall?" Chu Yunxi asked.

Li Jinghong thought for a moment and said, "They are not that close. One is in the east and the other is in the west. It would take about an hour to get there by horse."

Jinyutang is in the west, Shou'antang is in the east, but Qilou Street is in the north. Doctor Yan is running all over the capital.

At this time, the coachman Guan San was brought over. As soon as he entered the door, he knelt on the ground in fear and said, "I greet you, gentlemen."

Xiao Mubei said calmly: "Get up and talk."

Guan San stood up tremblingly, lowered his head and dared not look up. He was just an ordinary citizen who made a living by pulling a cart. He had never seen any important figures, and this was his first time in the Dali Temple.

Chu Yunxi asked straight to the point: "Guan San, do you know that Doctor Yan was murdered?"

"What?" Guan San was shocked and knelt down again with a plop. "I don't know. It has nothing to do with me."

It seems that Li Jinghong did not tell him. Chu Yunxi said, "Get up. I want to ask you, when was the last time you saw Doctor Yan?"

Guan San slowly stood up again and said in a trembling voice, "Yes... Four days ago, Doctor Yan went to Qilou Street for a free clinic and hired my car to carry the herbs. Just like before, after the free clinic, I sent him back and he left."

"Is there anything unusual? For example, is there anything different from usual, or did he say anything strange?"

Guan San thought about it carefully and shook his head. "No, he seldom chats with me on weekdays. In our line of work, if the customer doesn't talk, we won't say anything either. We are only responsible for sending the customer safely."

"So how long have you been working together?"

Guan San counted on his fingers, "It must have been at least two or three years. I can't even remember."

"How did he walk every time after getting off your car?"

"On horseback," Guan San scratched his head. "Doctor Yan should live quite far from Shou'an Hall. He always rode there, left the horse there, and then took my carriage to Qilou Street. After the free clinic, he went back to ride on horseback."

It seems that Dr. Yan did not reveal the location of his shop to Guan San and the people on Qilou Street. He was doing two completely different things in the two places and kept it a secret from people on both sides.

Xinghao and his senior brother knew nothing about what happened on Seventh Floor Street.

This Doctor Yan is really weird.

"Guan San, in your impression, what kind of person is Doctor Yan?" Chu Yunxi stared into Guan San's eyes. This was her interrogation habit. A person's eyes were most likely to reveal whether he was lying.

Guan San thought for a longer time this time, and finally said, "I don't know. When he was on Qilou Street, he was a good doctor and saved many people. But every time he returned from the free clinic, I could always see on his face..." He paused, as if he was trying to choose his words, and finally said, "I saw impatience, indifference, and even... hostility."

The three people present were all shocked. Why did this happen?

Guan San continued, "Except when he was hiring a car, he never spoke to me at other times. He always looked cold and indifferent. But because he was generous with his money and liked to look for me, and maybe because I didn't talk much on weekdays, we have been working together. Yesterday was the day for the free clinic, but I waited and waited and he didn't come. I wondered if he had an accident. With his personality, he looked like he would easily offend people. Sure enough, this official came to me in the evening."

"You mean, he is always very impatient after every free clinic?" Chu Yunxi grasped the key point of the words.

Guan San nodded. "That's how I feel. I feel like he doesn't want to do the free clinic, but is forced to do it. But he is always the only one there, and he seems very patient during the free clinic."

Doctor Yan was truly a strange man, hard to figure out. Seeing that Guan San couldn't get anything out of him, Chu Yunxi asked Li Jinghong to send the man away, and told him to come to the Dali Temple to find them if he remembered anything else.

Chu Yunxi tapped the table with her fingers and said, "Your Highness, when we found Doctor Yan, he was walking, not riding a horse, which means he was not far away. The clue of Seventh Floor Street can basically be ruled out. What I can't figure out now is, if it is true as Guan San said, he was forced to go to the free clinic, then who was the person who forced him? Is this case related to this person?"

Everything was unknown, and Xiao Mubei could not answer this question, so he could only say: "Let's go to Jinyutang again today."

Chu Yunxi responded, looked at the time, stood up and said, "I have to go give my aunt an IV first. It's getting late. Prince, Li Shaoqing, how about we go to my aunt's place first and finish our work, then we can go to Jinyutang together. It's a good opportunity for Li Shaoqing to go back and see my aunt. You've been so busy these past two days that you haven't had time to go home, right?"

Li Jinghong was naturally very happy. He said embarrassedly, "I did go back, but every time I went back it was late at night and my mother was already asleep. I didn't want to disturb her, so every time I just took a look and left. My mother didn't know I was back."

"Then let's go." Xiao Mubei decided, "We can have a bowl of wontons at noon."

"Okay." Chu Yunxi was happy to hear that it was delicious. "Prince, can I buy another bag of sugar-roasted chestnuts?"

"Of course," Xiao Mubei took out a purse from his arms and threw it over, "The reward money from Zui Chunfeng last night belongs to the public account, so I'll reimburse it."

He did not forget the distressed look on Chu Yunxi's face when she rewarded the servant.