On Monday morning, a middle-aged man and a young woman approached Meng Zezhi.

"This is Jiang Qingwan, my son's college classmate. Speaking of which, she and you are still the master."

"It's my benefactor who has the accident." Jiang Qingwan said: "My family is not very good. For so many years, I have been able to enter the university with the help of my benefactor. Some time ago, my benefactor was ill, and the doctor said it was acute renal failure. I went to Looking at her, when I pushed her to the garden to relax, I saw a tall, thin man who was covered in blood but couldn't see his face behind her through the eyes of a black cat."

She had a lingering fear: "But when I look back, there is no tall man. I'm so scared, and I'm sure I'm not wrong. But I don't dare to say it, because that man is right next to my benefactor. ."

"Before this, my benefactor's health has always been very good, and her disease has come on too suddenly. So I wondered if she was stained with something unclean... Later I heard from Rui Wen. Because of your deeds, I made a special trip to find you."

The Rui Wen in her mouth was the son of a middle-aged man.

"So I thought if I could ask your help to take a look."

Meng Zezhi pinched his fingers.

Oh, it's still a big customer.

"Row."

"That's good," Jiang Qingwan was a little excited: "Then see if you can leave now, I'm a little worried about her benefactor."

"No problem." Meng Zezhi grabbed the key on the coffee table: "Let's go."

Jiang Qingwan was taken aback for a moment: "Well, don't you bring some magic weapons or something?"

After all, it's a ghost hunt.

"No, I have an idea." Meng Zezhi said.

"Oh well."

Jiang Qingwan's benefactor's full name is Liang Hong, who is currently living in the city hospital.

"Aunt Liang." Jiang Qingwan raised her hand and knocked on the door of the ward.

Hearing the movement, Liang Hong put down the newspaper in her hand: "Qing Wan, why are you here again?"

As if thinking of something, she asked, "Do I remember it's not Monday?"

"Yeah." Jiang Qingwan tried not to let herself be too frightened. She kept her eyes fixed: "Our tutor went to the province to attend the meeting, so I have nothing to do these days."

"Is that so," Liang Hong looked at Meng Zezhi beside her: "Who is this?"

Meng Zezhi, who had carefully scrutinized the entire ward, retracted his gaze from somewhere on the ceiling, and said with a smile, "Hello Aunt Liang, I'm Jiang Qichen, Qingwan's boyfriend."

Saying that, he took a few steps forward and put the fruit basket in his hand on the table.

"Boyfriend?" Liang Hong's mouth was half open.

"I've been with Qingwan for a year, it just looks small." Meng Zezhi said with a smile.

Jiang Qingwan quickly came to her senses, although she didn't quite understand why Meng Zezhi said this, she still helped to explain: "Yes, I met him online. It's been several years since I ran away yesterday. ."

"Oh oh oh." Liang Hong found that she couldn't keep up with the trend of the times: "No wonder I haven't heard of you before."

It's just that, she looked at Meng Zezhi with a little more scrutiny.

"Mr. Meng is in school now or is he already working?"

"Still going to school." Meng Zezhi and Jiang Qingwan each found a stool and sat down.

"Which school are you at?"

"Chingju University, like Qingwan, is a graduate student."

"Cheongju, I've been to Cheongju. Listening to your accent, it doesn't seem like you're from Cheongju."

...

After chatting for a while, and guessing that the time was almost up, Meng Zezhi said: "That's right, I've heard Qingwan talk about you a lot before. We take care of you in the evening, so we thought we could take this opportunity to invite you to have a meal, I know a very famous vegetarian restaurant."

Because acute renal failure needs to avoid many things, vegetarianism is the best choice.

"That's a good relationship." From the conversation just now, Liang Hong knew that Meng Zezhi's family was okay. In addition, the doctor also said that she has recovered well recently. It happened that she had been in the hospital for so many days, and she also wanted to go out for a walk, so she simply agreed.

"Eh." Meng Zezhi immediately left the ward, took out his mobile phone, stood in front of the doctor's office, and called the vegetarian restaurant to reserve a seat.

After chatting for a while, seeing that it was getting late, Meng Zezhi said, "Aunt Liang, let's go now."

"Okay." Liang Hong replied, changed her clothes, and did not forget to inform the attending doctor.

"I see, I wish you a good time."

Liang Hong's attending doctor was a middle-aged man in his fifties, surnamed Chen, with a pair of gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking quite serious and solemn.

After leaving the hospital, Meng Zezhi reached out and summoned a taxi.

After getting into the car, Jiang Qingwan's complexion changed suddenly, who was cooperating with Meng Zezhi who had been acting all afternoon: "Master, what's going on?"

"Master?" Liang Hong was taken aback.

Meng Zezhi stared at the rearview mirror of the car, and said, "Ms. Liang, has your attending doctor always been so responsible, and he hasn't gotten off work at half past five?"

In city hospitals, doctors usually leave work at 4:30.

"What?" Liang Hong became more and more puzzled.

At this moment, Meng Zezhi's fingers moved quickly. The next moment, only a bang was heard. The tire of a car behind them blew out and hit the railing, followed by a car behind them. The black car suddenly had no time to brake because of the incident and slammed into it.

The taxi driver slammed on the brakes subconsciously.

"Have a car accident?" Jiang Qingwan stuck her head out of the window, and then a flash of light flashed: "Master Jiang, this is—"

"The people who are following us." Meng Zezhi said, "Even your ward is being monitored."

Jiang Qingwan suddenly realized: "No wonder Master, you want to say that you are my boyfriend, it was to bring Aunt Liang out of the hospital."

Then she seemed to think of something, and her face changed dramatically: "That is to say, Aunt Liang's illness is not because of some dirty things, but artificial?"

"** not far from ten."

Liang Hong is not stupid, just from these conversations, it is enough for her to spell out the truth of the matter, her face gradually pulled down, and her throat was dry: "What the hell is going on? "

"It's useless to talk too much, you can see for yourself." Meng Zezhi turned to the driver and said, "Master, after getting off the viaduct, turn to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital."

"Eh." The driver, who had heard the intrigue and tricks, was excited, stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out like an arrow from the string.

With money clearing the way, Liang Hong got the inspection report an hour and a half later.

"Ms. Liang, according to preliminary identification, the cause of your acute renal failure should be acute renal tubular necrosis caused by biological toxins. As for which biological toxin is, it remains to be investigated in detail."

In other words, Liang Hong was poisoned.

The doctor tried his best not to put sympathy in his tone.

Liang Hong covered her face, exhausted.

Dr. Chen told her that her acute renal failure was caused by a moldy reaction to the kidneys caused by an overdose of polymyxin B.

She remembered the nouns clearly.

"Call the police," Meng Zezhi said.

"Go back to the city hospital." Liang Hong clenched his fists and said expressionlessly, "Those people know that I've been missing for so long, I'm afraid I'm already on pins and needles."