The room was cleaned by servants, so Zhou Luo naturally did not stay there, but went to another room instead.
Originally, Zhou Luo wanted to play games to vent his anger, but looking at his empty hands, he suddenly remembered that his phone had been smashed by himself to smithereens. Fortunately, there was a spare phone in the previous room he was just in.
Changing direction, Zhou Luo was just about to enter, when he heard the idle chatter of servants coming from inside.
"Hey, have you noticed the young master has changed recently?"
"Yes he does seem a bit different, he seems to be much more polite than before."
"Not just that, he also brings fewer young girls home now. In the past..."
"Let's not make hasty judgements. Who knows, his old habits may soon relapse."
That's right, Zhou Luo suddenly slapped his forehead. I'm supposed to be a big villain, so why do I need to restrain myself?
"Young... young master..."
Zhou Luo had slapped his forehead so loudly that the servants heard the sound and realized that the young master had been standing outside the door for who knows how long. Recalling their idle gossip just now, they shook with fright.
At this moment, Zhou Luo felt as if he had opened a new door. He had no time to bother with these people, casually waving them away to dismiss them.
The servants were overjoyed to be let off so easily, and hurriedly left the room.
Opening the drawer, Zhou Luo inserted the phone card into the new mobile phone and dialed a number he had been calling frequently lately.
"Hey, send someone to the hospital to find the patient who was injected by Ye Feng, and discreetly make him go see his ancestor. Then try to link it back to Ye Feng in a way that leaves no trace. Be extra careful."
After hanging up, Zhou Luo opened the script again and studied it closely.
Framing someone for a death is worth petty change. The main goal is to deal with the female protagonist.
That night, in a ward of Jiangcheng People's Hospital
A figure in a white coat walked out from inside, and the patient's heartbeat had already stopped.
The next day
"What? The heart disease patient from yesterday is dead already? What's the situation? Okay, okay, I'll head over right away."
Early in the morning before the alarm clock even rang, Ye Feng received a call from the hospital.
"What's the situation?"
Zhao Zhou poked his messy, bird's nest-like head out from under the quilt, perplexed.
Ye Feng rolled out of bed in one go, and talked while brushing his teeth: "The hospital just sent a notice saying that the heart disease patient from yesterday passed away."
Zhao Zhou yawned and asked: "What does that have to do with you?"
"Pfft-" Ye Feng spat out the toothpaste foam in his mouth and continued, "According to the hospital's diagnosis, the cause of the patient's death seems to be related to the injections I gave."
"What!"
Zhao Zhou was jolted fully awake. He also picked up his toothbrush and cup, and said: "That can't be right... Forget it, I'll go to the hospital with you."
On the other side, Dong Meng, who was also a frontline medic, had received a call from the hospital as well. She sat in a Mini Cooper and talked seriously on the phone: "Yes, yes, I took a look at the time as well and there definitely weren't any issues. I'm at Jiangcheng People's Hospital, call me when you get here and I'll come pick you up."
At Zhou Family Villa, Zhou Luo, who rarely woke up early, looked at the man in front of him and asked: "You're sure there won't be any issues right?"
The man nodded. "Young Master Zhou, don't worry. He's long memorized the hospital's monitoring layout like the back of his hand. He definitely won't get caught on camera."
Zhou Luo nodded, but he still felt uneasy inside. Lessons from the past told him things would definitely not go so smoothly.
"I'm still not assured. Get rid of that person."
"This..." The man was somewhat hesitant. "Young Master Zhou, he is my sworn brother, my best friend..."
"2 million. You should also lay low for a while."
"No problem, I'll take care of it cleanly."
Jiangcheng People's Hospital, first floor lobby
Dong Meng rushed in with a silver-haired old man. They happened to run into Ye Feng and Zhao Zhou who had just arrived.
"Grandfather, this is the classmate I mentioned, Ye Feng. Ye Feng, this is my grandfather Dong Jianye."
Ye Feng and Zhao Zhou greeted politely: "Master Dong."
Dong Jianye slightly nodded and said, "Since everyone is here already, let us go take a look together."
In Jiangcheng's medical community, Master Dong's reputation carried weight not simply because of his superb medical skills, but more importantly because he had nurtured many disciples over the years. Coupled with his willingness to selflessly impart knowledge, he had fostered batches of talent that were now spread all over - a pioneer in the truest sense.
The dean of Jiangcheng People's Hospital also happened to be one of his disciples. As soon as he received word that Master Dong had arrived, he came to the lobby to receive him in person.
By now, a crowd had already gathered outside the ward to watch the commotion. Fortunately, the dean was present to help disperse the crowd and make way.
Master Dong examined the locations of the needle punctures on the corpse, and frowned. Indeed, needling those acupoints would have a temporary effect of suppressing the heart disease.
Could it be that due to inadequate mastery, the needle was inserted too deeply, but how could it have taken so long for the effects to manifest?
Ye Feng was also inspecting the deceased on one side, with diagnostic capabilities far surpassing any ordinary doctor. With just a look at the needle holes, he noticed something amiss.
"There's something wrong with this corpse. The needle holes have been punctured twice, with much greater force too."
With this remark, everyone was shocked. If what he said was true, then this would no longer be a medical accident, but a homicide!
Having practiced medicine for many years, Master Dong naturally had his own unique diagnostic techniques. After a series of examinations, he sighed. "What little friend Ye said is correct. The needle holes have indeed been punctured twice. I have grown old, an oversight that such a young one picked up on instead."
Ye Feng quickly responded modestly, "You flatter me, Master Dong. I was the one who inserted the needles after all, so I'm naturally more familiar."
Hearing Ye Feng's humility, Dong Jianye was even more pleased.
Although the dean did not possess their uncanny ability to inspect needle holes with a bare glance, modern medical technology was certainly no slouch either. A series of tests soon revealed discrepancies as well.
With the gravity of the situation escalating, the hospital did not dare to be negligent and swiftly contacted the police.
Given the severity of the case, the police specially dispatched several veteran detectives to seal off the scene and conduct investigations.
Monitoring room
The detective pulled out last night's footage, and frowned. "How is there no monitoring outside the ward?"
"Originally there should have been coverage, but it seems like the camera was shifted slightly last night, causing that area to become a blind spot."
"Can we find out who moved it?"
"No. The perpetrator appears to be very familiar with our monitoring system, carefully avoiding the cameras the entire time."
Just as the case was plunging into confusion, the door to the monitoring room suddenly opened.
Zhu, the head of the monitoring department, walked in and said, "Why are there so many people in the monitoring room today? Is there an incident that requires checking the footage? And there are officers present too, has something gone wrong?"
The dean quickly explained, "This is Head Zhu of the monitoring department. We didn't notify him earlier since we knew there would be staff on duty. Old Zhu, these officers are here to handle a case, please assist them."
Zhu nodded. "No problem. Speaking of which, we recently installed some pinhole cameras that I haven't had the chance to brief you all on. Not sure if it would be helpful for the investigation."