After Being Blackened All Over the Internet, I Ruled the Military Variety
Chapter 704 - 694: Heart is Gone

Chapter 704: Chapter 694: Heart is Gone

In the specially opened basement.

Jiang Lingxi and Shen Yunqing stood separated by a thick layer of glass, looking at Xu Zhiyi lying in the freezing device.

At first glance, one might think he was just asleep, except for his pale complexion and exposed skin.

But precisely because of the pale, bloodless skin, the purple-black patterns beneath his surface skin looked even more sinister.

"You two are the only ones besides me who have seen Zhiyi in the past eight years."

"Rest assured, Mr. Xu," Jiang Lingxi averted her gaze and nodded slightly to Xu Maochun, "once we leave here, we won’t mention it to anyone."

"Actually, at my age, even if someone knows what I’ve done and comes to curse me as a madman, I won’t care much. However, Xingyuan is still young, and I don’t want this matter to weigh on his shoulders."

"I understand." Jiang Lingxi took a step forward, almost pressing against the glass partition wall, observing more closely before nodding lightly under Xu Maochun’s breath-held gaze, "The patterns on Mr. Xu do indeed resemble the ones on my hand before."

"Then..."

"The patterns on my hand were because of accidentally coming into contact with someone’s blood."

"Blood? Again with blood! Was there poison or something else in that person’s blood? Who did Zhiyi come into contact with when he was alive?" Xu Maochun frowned deeply, "Miss Jiang, this person you mentioned..."

"Dead." Jiang Lingxi’s eyes were cold, "That person was full of evil deeds, better off dead."

Truly clean, with only a slightly odd heart left in the entire body.

Xu Maochun couldn’t help but feel dazed for a moment, murmuring, "Dead, already dead!"

Jiang Lingxi and Shen Yunqing exchanged a glance, and waited until the old man’s emotions calmed down before gently asking, "Mr. Xu, do you know how Mr. Xu ended up in an accident back then?"

Xu Maochun only returned from his daze at this point, nodded, "It is a tradition in the Xu family to dedicate one to three months each year to volunteer medical trips in places with inadequate medical conditions.

Zhiyi was on such a volunteer trip at that time, supposed to last two months, returning just in time for Xingyuan’s first birthday banquet. But a few days before returning, he called me saying he received a patient with some peculiar symptoms, and estimated that his return would be delayed.

I’ve encountered such situations, where the patient’s condition is more important, and once diagnosed, one certainly can’t abandon it halfway. But I didn’t expect, that phone call, was the last communication between my son and me."

At this, Xu Maochun’s eyes reddened, seeing the two young people in front quietly waiting without urging him, he calmed his emotions and continued.

"After that, I received a call from the police, notifying me to... I rushed overnight to the small town where he was on volunteer service, and found him lying on a bed like now. The entire town, including the patients he treated, no one knew what truly happened to him."

"And that patient with peculiar symptoms he received?"

"That’s the mystery, the police questioned everyone in the town who knew Zhiyi, and none had any memory of this person, as if he never existed. The only thing known is that..."

"That’s indeed like her style."

"Who?" Xu Maochun felt a shock in his mind, "That patient of Zhiyi’s? Miss Jiang means that person is the one who harmed Zhiyi?"

"Probably," Jiang Lingxi nodded, "it should be her."

"Then, how did that person die? Does Miss Jiang know?"

"Brought it upon themselves, harming others only to harm themselves in the end."

Although the response was still vague, Xu Maochun vaguely guessed something, cleverly refraining from further inquiry.

"The basement is too cold, staying too long isn’t good for the body, we should go up."

"Mm."

While Jiang Lingxi and Xu Maochun were talking, Shen Yunqing stood quietly listening beside them.

Only now did he suddenly speak up, "I noticed a stitching mark on Mr. Xu’s chest area."

Xu Maochun couldn’t help but turn to look at Shen Yunqing, "Mr. Shen has keen eyes, indeed the police assigned Zhiyi’s cause of death to a missing heart. But my own examination suggests it was only after death that his heart was removed."

As for what the heart was used for, being a doctor, no one knows better than him.

Returning to the surface, Xu Maochun suddenly gave Jiang Lingxi a slight bow, "Miss Jiang, thank you for coming here, not only listening to an old man like me talk about things usually buried in my heart, but also letting me know that the person who harmed Zhiyi has already received retribution, I feel much relieved, thank you!"

Jiang Lingxi quickly helped him up, "I know someone who can actually determine the cause of Mr. Xu’s death better, he’s also a friend of mine and Yunqing’s, and it’s he who gave the treatment method for my hand. It’s just that he’s not currently in Huazhou. How about waiting for him to return..."

Before Jiang Lingxi finished speaking, Xu Maochun nodded directly, "I can wait. After waiting eight years, I don’t mind another month or two. Miss Jiang knows my address, just send me a message and come directly when the time comes."

"But I will also inform him about Mr. Xu’s matter. However, rest assured, he’s a monk, he won’t lie."

"Good."

Returning to the second courtyard from the third, Xu Xingyuan, who was forced to practice calligraphy in the study, heard the commotion and ran out.

"Sister Xixi and Brother-in-Law are leaving now?"

Jiang Lingxi nodded, recalling what the old Mr. Xu mentioned about the child’s father dying just before his first birthday, and reached out to touch his head, "Is your calligraphy improving?"

Xu Xingyuan hesitated before nodding, "The progress is minimal. I brought Sister Xixi’s calligraphy back too, it’s pasted on the wall opposite my desk. Would Sister Xixi like to see it?"

Meeting the hopeful gaze of the little guy, Jiang Lingxi finally nodded.

So they all detoured to the study.

Jiang Lingxi examined the large characters Xu Xingyuan had just written, while Shen Yunqing walked to the ’Yin’ character and stared at it for a while.

This should have been written not long after His Majesty awoke, still carrying some unconcealed killing aura.

After all, it was someone who had just returned from the battlefield.

As for the choice of the ’Yin’ character, it naturally was because the Dayin Dynasty was the most familiar to His Majesty.

Jiang Lingxi briefly pointed out Xu Xingyuan’s shortcomings in his current calligraphy, glanced up, and saw Shen Yunqing standing by the wall, lost in thought as he gazed at her inscription.

She bypassed the desk and walked over, "Actually, the doctor I wanted to introduce to you for body conditioning was Mr. Xu, back then, I adjusted my health with his prescription. I just hadn’t expected you knew the elder before I did."

"The Xu family’s medicine, deep and well-renowned."

Xu Maochun, having brewed a pot of tea, happened to return hearing this and waved his hand, "I didn’t understand Mr. Shen’s symptoms back then, so I cannot accept such praise. But meeting him again, Mr. Shen appears much better than before. If you don’t mind, may I check your pulse once more?"

"Then please trouble Mr. Xu." Jiang Lingxi decisively handed Shen Yunqing’s wrist over.