Chapter 1165 Cause of Death

An Yi sneered: "You are a gangster, isn't your responsibility to find out the cause of death of the body? Now you haven't found out the cause of death, so you just hand over the task? Fortunately, you are not a confused gangster, at least you can see the pinch marks on your neck. It’s not a fatal injury!”

The man ignored An Yi. It seemed that he was arrogant and had some ability.

An Yi opened the medicine box, put on a surgical gown made of special oilcloth, spread a large piece of oilcloth under De Yunyue's body, and took out all the surgical instruments.

"What are you..." The man was originally very disdainful of An Yi, but now he saw the row of surgical tools and couldn't help but step forward.

"It's all made of black iron!" Wu Zuo couldn't help but stretched out his hand and touched An Yi's scalpel, "The shape of this knife can be so exquisite..."

An Yi ignored him, took the scalpel and stepped forward, slowly untying De Yunyue's clothes.

The Prime Minister of Dali Temple took a look and quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Princess Guangping, you can't do this. She is still the crown prince's concubine after all. To do this..."

"My duty is to find out the cause of her death!" An Yi glanced down at De Yunyue. The once beautiful woman was now almost unrecognizable with corpse spots all over her face. When she finds out the cause of death, De Yunyue will be able to rest in peace!

The Prime Minister of Dali Temple hesitated for a moment. Now that Duke Cheng'en has been convicted, although the Queen and others put pressure on him, there is insufficient evidence to convict him, and delaying it further is not an option. If the Princess of Guangping is really If the cause of De Yunyue's death can be found out, this case can be settled quickly!

The Prime Minister of Dali Temple had no choice but to retreat.

An Yi took the scalpel and neatly opened De Yunyue's belly.

The Prime Minister of Dali Temple quickly avoided it. Even Zuo Zuo, who had been looking at corpses for more than ten years, felt his scalp numb, but An Yi's method of dissecting and opening the chest and abdominal cavity made him excited.

This monk's name was Cheng Yong, and he came from a family of monks. He was already the chief monk of Dali Temple in his thirties. Naturally, he had some skills, but he had never seen such a neat dissection technique.

"Increased heart size, left ventricular chamber dilation, coronary atherosclerosis, grade three stenosis of the branch wall, grade five stenosis of the left circumflex lumen, grade three to five stenosis of the right coronary lumen, eosinophilic degeneration of myocardial fibers Shape, myocardial fibrosis, focal myocardial fiber hypertrophy..." An Yi quickly spoke out a series of special terms.

"What did you say?" Cheng Yong was startled and looked at Anyi in confusion.

The Prime Minister of Dali Temple also looked confused.

"It's myocardial infarction!" An Yi frowned, "Sudden cardiac death!"

Cheng Yong and Dali Si Cheng were still puzzled.

An Yi also didn't understand. An Yi knew De Yunyue's body better than anyone else. De Yunyue had no history of heart disease, so how could she suddenly have a myocardial infarction? Besides, De Yunyue can also do martial arts and is strong and healthy, unless...

Anyi asked Cheng Yong: "Have you ever changed these clothes?"

"No!" Cheng Yong shook his head, "When people were sent to him, Duke Cheng'en was found guilty and taken to the prison. No one in the palace bothered him, so he just left it like that."

The Duke Cheng'en's office has convicted her of treason, and she will have to be executed in the autumn. Who can care about a dead body at this time?

An Yi sighed and carefully inspected De Yunyue's clothes, hoping to find flaws in them.

De Yunyue was wearing palace clothes. An Yi checked it carefully and found a stain on the sleeve. An Yi couldn't help but get closer and smell it. It was Gelsemium elegans.