The corpse gradually grew cold and hard. Doctor Li's face turned ashen. He sat slumped on the ground, stunned.
Xiuying got up and ran out, but was stopped by Qi Hui, "Sister Xiuying! Listen to me, the old village chief suddenly died while eating, and we really didn't do anything to him!"
Xiuying wiped away her tears and looked at her, "Sister-in-law, I believe in you and Brother Li, but I can't make the decision on this matter."
Qi Hui: “…” Yes, the old village chief is only Xiuying’s father-in-law, and it’s useless to ask for her forgiveness.
Xiuying looked at Qi Hui, who looked as if the sky had fallen, and comforted her softly, "Sister-in-law, please discuss this matter with my brother Li as soon as possible. I can still give some advice to my family, but the others... ah!"
"...Thank you, sister." Qi Hui thanked her with difficulty.
Watching Xiuying walk out the door, she turned around and quickly returned to the house, looking at Doctor Li who was still slumped on the ground, "How did the old village chief die? Didn't he have a terminal illness? Did he die of a sudden attack of the terminal illness?" At this point, Qi Hui's eyes lit up. If this was the reason, then things would be easy to handle.
Doctor Li slowly stood up and looked at her solemnly, "The old village chief died of poisoning."
"Poisoned?" Qi Hui screamed and subconsciously turned her head to look at the table full of food. She was stunned for a moment when she saw Zhang Ran who was still eating.
"I'm full." Zhang Ran put down his bowl and chopsticks, looking at the soup bowl with a look of regret, "It's a pity that the soup can't be drunk."
Everyone: "..."
Qi Hui cried anxiously, "The old village chief ate all the food when he came to our house. If it was poisonous, how come Xiaoyue was fine? We ate it all!"
Doctor Li took a look at the food on the table and explained to Qi Hui, "He was not poisoned by eating our food, but he died in our house after all. It's hard to explain this matter. The sons of the old village chief will definitely make a fuss." At this point, he suddenly paused and said, "How much money do we have left? Go count it."
Qi Hui instantly understood what he meant. She wanted to spend money to avoid disaster, so she wiped away her tears and said, "I'll go back to my room and count them."
After watching his wife walk out the door, Doctor Li looked back at the body lying on the ground and murmured, "Old village chief, I have helped you so much, why do you want to hurt me?"
Zhang Ran walked forward and helped Doctor Li, who was slumped on the ground, back to his chair. "Uncle Li, what poison was he poisoned with?"
Doctor Li hesitated for a moment, "...It should be rat poison." He stretched out his hand and pushed Zhang Ran, "Before anyone comes to the old village chief's house, you should leave quickly."
Zhang Ran suddenly showed a creepy smile, "Uncle Li, I can't leave. They are coming for me."
Doctor Li looked at her in surprise, not understanding why he was targeting her.
The person died in his home. Even if the old village chief’s sons wanted to cause trouble, they would look for him. What did it have to do with her?
There were noisy footsteps and crying sounds outside the courtyard gate.
The old village chief's sons rushed in and saw the old village chief's body lying on the ground. They knelt on the ground and cried loudly.
The old village chief's wife also came. She looked at the corpse on the ground in disbelief. Suddenly, her eyes went dark and she almost fainted.
Fortunately, her daughter-in-law Xiuying, who was standing next to her, helped her.
She pushed her sons aside and sat on the ground, crying, "My dear! Wake up! Wake up! What happened to you? How could you leave so suddenly?"
"How did my father die?!" a middle-aged man roared at Zhang Ran with red eyes.