The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

In that instant, everyone turned their suspicious gazes toward the young man.

Yes, during the entire process from when Dad regained consciousness to when he fainted again, there was only one person by his side, and that was his son!

In other words, the young man is the prime suspect.

At the same time, everyone was shocked. If the young man really did harm his father, then this young man was truly depraved.

Facing so many angry stares from the crowd, the young man's heart suddenly pounded wildly, filled with a panic of being caught red-handed.

What should he do?

The young man forced himself to calm down. In his desperation, his eyes fell on Luo Qianhao's magnificent robes, and he hurriedly kowtowed to him repeatedly: "Your Highness, I am innocent! I am innocent! My father and I have depended on each other for many years. How could I possibly do such a thing to him? Please, you must do justice for me!"

The young man spoke with tears streaming down his face, appearing genuinely wronged.

Seeing this, She Yuyan sneered and looked at the young man with disdain: "Hmph, you keep saying you're innocent, but how can anyone believe you? Your father is clearly still alive, yet you've repeatedly claimed he's dead and are even trying to frame Cheng'an Medical Clinic. Your actions clearly show malicious intent, making people think you've committed the heinous crime of patricide, but are trying to frame others and escape!"

She Yuyan knew that Fang Qingyou didn't want her to get involved in these matters, but looking at this young man, she simply couldn't suppress her anger.

She Yuyan's words, though seemingly just a deduction, reasonably explain the young man's behavior, making it seem almost like the truth.

These words immediately sparked a flurry of discussion among the crowd, who began to condemn the young man.

"My God, how dare he do such a treasonous thing."

"It's terrifying! He seems so filial on the surface, but he's actually so vicious inside!"

"He kept accusing others of being the murderer, but who knew he was the real murderer!"

"Yes, he cruelly murdered his father, yet he tries to shift the blame to Cheng'an Medical Clinic."

Each word made the young man's heart beat even faster, and he almost dared not raise his head to meet their gazes.

He didn't dare to defend himself. First, he had no right to speak in front of Luo Qianhao. Second, he was afraid that explaining himself would inadvertently expose his true identity.

Therefore, he was very flustered and scared at that moment, and didn't know what to do.

At this moment, the old man finally realized what was happening and hurriedly waved his hands at everyone, saying, "No, it's not my son. He didn't harm me. You've all misunderstood. He's not my son..."

Upon seeing this, the young man's eyes flashed, and he quickly chimed in, "That's right, Your Highness, how could I possibly harm my father? I'm truly innocent."

Luo Qianhao also looked puzzled: "Miss Fang, do you have a way to prove that your speculation is true?"

At this, the young man was overjoyed and immediately glared angrily at Fang Qingyou, the culprit who had caused him to be cursed by thousands: "All of this is just Miss Fang's wild guess. Even if you want to slander me, you should at least provide evidence. Yes, Miss Fang knows medicine, but we don't. You say my father was poisoned and you're trying to pin the blame on me, but how can you prove that you didn't administer the poison?"

Meeting the young man's gaze, Fang Qingyou smiled instead of getting angry, and slowly walked towards him: "You, do you really want me to produce the evidence?"

Fang Qingyou had long anticipated that the young man would try to shift the suspicion onto her.

Yes, after her father fainted, the only people who came into contact with him were her and the young man.

If he wants to prove his innocence, he can only keep throwing mud at her.

Fang Qingyou was waiting for this moment. If she were to propose and find the evidence herself, it would inevitably make people feel that she did it too easily, as if she were the one who orchestrated everything.

But if the young man were to suggest that she had found evidence simply to prove her innocence, it would seem much more credible and would leave him no chance to deny it.

As Fang Qingyou walked towards him with a faint smile, the young man felt a sense of oppression.

Seeing her so calm and collected, he suddenly became very nervous. Could it be that she really found the evidence?

Just then, Fang Qingyou suddenly stopped and turned to look at Luo Qianhao, saying, "Eighth Prince, I implore you to send two people to testify for me."

Luo Qianhao nodded slightly and ordered his two attendants to follow Fang Qingyou.

At this point, the young man felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Seeing Fang Qingyou walk up to him and stop, then step forward to look him over, the young man broke out in a cold sweat: "Miss Fang, what do you mean by this?"

Fang Qingyou smiled and shook her head: "I didn't mean anything by it. Evidence to identify a criminal should of course be found on the criminal, not on an innocent person."

Fang Qingyou looked as if she were joking, her gaze carefully scrutinizing the young man from top to bottom, then from bottom to top, from left to right, and then from right to left.

The gaze was clearly gentle, yet the young man felt as if a sharp blade had struck him.

As Fang Qingyou searched, she muttered to herself, "With the sleeves spread out like this, it seems like there's no way to hide any evidence."

"The purse on her waist looks stuffy, as if it's empty."

"These shoes... I don't think I've seen you take them off, so the evidence probably wasn't hidden here, right?"

"..."

Fang Qingyou's voice was quite loud, so many people could hear it.

As she spoke, everyone's gaze continued to scan the young man.

For a moment, the young man felt like he was being pierced through by these gazes, and Fang Qingyou's relentless pressure made him feel like he was about to snap.

In a short while, the young man was already drenched in sweat, his body tense, trying hard not to look at the crumpled piece of paper at his waist.

Seeing this, Luo Qianhao and the others understood everything.

The young man was almost scared to death by Fang Qingyou, but after searching for a long time, he shook his head in disappointment: "Why can't I find it? It's really strange."

As she said this, Fang Qingyou looked confused and helpless, as if she was seriously considering where the evidence was.

Upon hearing this, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully Fang Qingyou hadn't noticed anything.

At that moment, he forgot that Fang Qingyou hadn't searched him yet.

The young man had just relaxed and before he could even catch his breath, he heard Fang Qingyou suddenly exclaim "Eh!"

The next moment, Fang Qingyou said to her two attendants, "Brothers, look at his belt. It's bulging, like he's hiding something."

Upon hearing this, the young man could no longer maintain his pretense, and his face instantly turned ashen.