The group of people hurling insults suddenly choked, a flicker of panic flashing in their eyes. The man's heart seized with panic, his eyes darting around.
"Autopsy? Who dares to dissect my old man! Do you want my father to die without a complete body?!"
The old lady snapped back to reality, and started wailing again, "Oh my dear partner, how tragic your death is! They're going to butcher you!"
Nie Yuan's temples throbbed with the noise. They refused the check-up, refused the autopsy, and even refused to let their medicine be examined. In short, they were determined to pin it on us!
At this point, he really had no options. He looked helplessly at An Yiqing.
An Yiqing gave him a reassuring glance, then looked at the woman holding the medicine.
"Madam, are you certain this medicine was purchased from Xuanjin Hall?"
The woman glared, "What! You don't want to admit it? The Xuanjin Hall's mark is right here!"
