As Tang Yuanshan spoke, he shakily pulled out his phone and dialed the emergency services.
Was he pushed to this extent just to put on a show and deceive them?
Fine.
Jiang Nanfang watched him intently.
If you really make the call and have me arrested, then go ahead. Otherwise, I’m not done with the two of you scoundrels!
Under everyone’s gaze, Tang Yuanshan wailed in tears as he genuinely reported the incident.
After the call ended, everyone noticed that the piercing sound of the heart monitor had stopped at some point.
Tang Yuanshan dropped his phone and lunged onto Tang Xueying’s body, wailing as if mourning a corpse.
“Xueying, my poor child! Your mother passed away early, entrusting you to me…”
“Uncle is useless. You met the wrong person, and not only did I fail to see it, I even indirectly caused you to become a vegetative state!”
“Wuuu, Uncle is useless. Not only did I fail to cure your illness, but I also caused you to die mysteriously! Xueying, scold your uncle! If you have a spirit in heaven, punish your uncle!”
“I live a pathetic life! I am truly useless!”
The heartbeat was gone.
On the sickbed, Tang Xueying’s face was ashen, motionless. No matter how much Tang Yuanshan beat her, there was no reaction.
Watching this, Jiang Nanfang began to doubt herself.
Could this be real?
Did Tang Xueying, so inexplicably, truly die?
Zhan Beijue frowned, exchanged a glance with Jiang Nanfang, then stepped forward and violently pulled Tang Yuanshan away.
He placed his index finger on her carotid artery and quietly felt for ten seconds.
No pulse.
If a person could fake breathing, they couldn’t fake a pulse.
His eyes turned icy, and he looked at Jiang Nanfang like a sharp sword, “She’s really gone.”
“...No, I don’t believe it.” Jiang Nanfang shook her head repeatedly. “How is this possible?”
“Ah Zhong!”
Ah Zhong rushed to Zhan Beijue’s side, “Here, President Zhan!”
“Call Director Gao and ask him to come over immediately.”
Director Gao was the president of Nan City First People’s Hospital and had been a chief physician in neurology for many years.
In this situation, Zhan Beijue could only ask him for a conclusion.
Jiang Nanfang’s hands and feet turned cold. Tang Yuanshan continued to wail beside them, his cries making her heart a mess.
Fortunately, Zhan Beijue showed no sign of suspicion towards her.
He stepped away from the sickbed, pulled out a sterile wipe he carried, cleaned his hands, and then took her hand.
His palm was dry, broad, and warm, giving Jiang Nanfang infinite reassurance in an instant.
“I’m here, don’t be afraid. Until the truth is clear, I won’t doubt you because of anyone’s lies.”
The police arrived quickly, within ten minutes at most.
Two officers arrived. Seeing that there was a death in the room, they immediately attached great importance to it and called the bureau.
Soon, the criminal investigation department took over the case.
Jiang Nanfang wasn’t afraid of the criminal investigation department taking over.
Because everything she said was the truth.
But while she wasn't afraid, she couldn't help but wonder.
If she was telling the truth, then Tang Xueying’s side was lying.
Why would they dare to escalate things so much if they were lying?
Was Tang Xueying truly dead? She was fine just moments ago…
After securing the scene and taking photos, the criminal investigators began taking statements from everyone present.
Especially Jiang Nanfang, as she was directly implicated in Tang Xueying’s death. If the evidence was complete, she would be prosecuted for intentional homicide.
She hadn't expected things to escalate to this point.
Even less had she expected her ex-wife, whom she had only reunited with a few days ago and hadn't had enough time to cherish, to suddenly become…
Zhan Beijue disagreed and demanded an autopsy for Tang Xueying to thoroughly investigate the cause of death.
With someone backing him, Tang Yuanshan’s words became particularly defiant.
“I disagree! I am the family member, and I disagree with the autopsy!”
“She suffered enough when she was alive. Must she not rest in peace even after death? Do you have any hearts? Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have a bit of money! I absolutely disagree!”
A staff member explained to him.
“This matter indeed requires the consent and signature of the family. However, special circumstances call for special treatment.”
“When the case is unclear and requires more evidence, even if the family disagrees…”
As he was speaking, the news seemed to have leaked from somewhere.
A large group of media reporters, carrying cameras and microphones, suddenly emerged from the stairwell, spotted the scene, and rushed over in a flurry.
“Officer, hello, may I ask if there was just a severe obstruction of medical treatment here that led to the patient’s death? Could you tell us the specific situation?”
Seeing so many media outlets arriving, the staff member immediately got angry.
“Who let you in? Who permitted you to come here? Get out, get out! We are not accepting interviews!”
“Xiao Wang, escort them all out!”
However, some sharp-eyed reporters disregarded everything and rushed straight towards Zhan Beijue.
“President Zhan? Are you Mr. Zhan Beijue of the Zhan Group?”
“May I ask why you are here? What is your relationship with this accident?”
“Could you tell us the specific details? It will only take a few minutes of your time.”
“Click, click, click!”
A dazzling array of cameras flashed at him. Zhan Beijue shielded Jiang Nanfang in his arms and looked over with cold eyes.
“Delete all those photos. If you’re not afraid of receiving lawyer’s letters, keep shooting.”
The reporters seemed not to hear him and turned their cameras towards Jiang Nanfang.
“May I ask what your relationship is with this lady?”
“Your physical contact is so intimate, is she your girlfriend?”
“You announced your engagement to Miss Gong Peibei through our website a while ago, but it was canceled less than a month later. May I ask if this lady is involved?”
“How long have you two known each other? Was it third-party interference?”
“Do you have anything you want to explain to everyone about the cancellation of the engagement?”
Like a stubborn stain, wherever the person turned, these reporters followed.
Ah Zhong quickly came over to shield Zhan Beijue.
“Which media outlet are you from? Watch your words. We refuse to answer any work-related questions. Hurry, leave, leave!”
“Go back and delete all your photos. If you dare to publish them, you’ll receive a lawyer’s letter tomorrow!”
After finally fending off the media, Director Gao also arrived.
After a brief understanding of the situation and showing his work ID to the staff, he was allowed to examine Tang Xueying.
Soon, Director Gao emerged, accompanied by the staff.
Zhan Beijue looked at him with a grim expression. Director Gao said,
“It can be confirmed that the person has passed away. The time of death was within the last hour.”
“What?”
Jiang Nanfang’s head buzzed.
“By observing her limbs, I can initially conclude that she had a history of long-term bed rest before her death.”
“There is a certain degree of muscle atrophy, which is not a false impression that can be created in a short period.”
“Moreover, the medication she was using was indeed common medication for vegetative patients. There is no need for an autopsy… Your suspicion of feigning illness is completely unfounded.”
This was the conclusion of a senior director with over forty years of medical experience.
Furthermore, he had been friends with her grandfather for many years and could be considered family.
Even he confirmed that Tang Yuanshan was not lying.
Looking down at Jiang Nanfang in his arms, who looked bewildered, Zhan Beijue was confused.