"So, officer, do you suspect I killed him?"

Jiang Hao narrowed his eyes and knew why he came to find him.

Durant smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang, you have this motive for murder!"

Jiang Hao nodded and said, "But why didn't I kill him on the spot last night, using self-prevention reasons as an anti-counterfeiting reason! Why did I go to the hospital to kill him at this risk?"

Durant frowned and stared at him calmly, without any slight tide of Jiang Hao.

In fact, he had thought about this problem, just locking the first suspect Jiang Hao! After all, he had too much motive for murder.

However, the police still haven't investigated the cause of Li Jingtian's death, because the hospital gave the result that Li Jingtian died due to a serious brain injury.

In other words, Li Jingtian's death may have been just at the scene last night. Jiang Hao was pretending to be anti-counterfeiting and beat Li Jingtian to death with excessive force.

However, Durant found clues in the ward, the window lock was broken, and the drain pipe behind it was also climbing. According to the analysis of these traces, Li Jingtian was killed.

As for the means the murderer used to kill the suspect, Durant's police have no idea now.

"Mr. Jiang, maybe I've thought too much. Please don't leave the United States before the case is investigated clearly in the past few days. Please cooperate with my work." Durant felt helpless.

Because the Chinese in front of him was too calm and could not see any flaws at all, even though he suspected that he was the murderer in his heart.

"Yes, but I'll ask you to investigate it quickly. There is still something to do in our country waiting for me to go back." Jiang Hao said with a smile, and then pulled Ye Ziyao to Deng Chuchu's ward.

And Maki Muto and Kimura, who had no idea what was going on, followed.

Because of the incident last night, the US police did not announce it, and Jiang Hao also asked not to expose the matter, as this would have an impact on Ye Ziyao. No one wanted such a thing to let outsiders know.

Back in the ward, he looked at Deng Chuchu lying on the bed in a medical uniform, with the scars of being beaten on his face, especially his arms and feet, and his arms and feet were all whipped. When Ye Ziyao saw her, she felt very uncomfortable and could not imagine how Li Jingtian could have acted so ruthlessly.

Now Deng Chuchu is mentally ill, her eyes are dull and she is muttering, and sometimes she is frightened. She is completely a patient who is tortured from mental illness.

"Don't worry, I'll cure her."

Seeing Ye Ziyao's uncomfortable eyes red, Jiang Hao patted her on the back, then took the medical box and began to take Deng Chuchu's pulse...

"Who are you and what are you doing?"

But suddenly, I only saw a gray-haired doctor and came in with a few young doctors and nurses.

The middle-aged doctor among them was named John Wilson, a professor of neurology at the hospital and also Deng Chuchu's main doctor. When he saw Jiang Hao taking the patient's pulse, he immediately scolded him.

"Is he a Chinese traditional Chinese medicine doctor?"

"I have seen it in the Chinatown Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic. Their doctors can tell what disease the patient is suffering from by taking pulses to others."

"Wow, no wonder it is called the magical Chinese traditional Chinese medicine..."

The young doctors and nurses did not mean to praise them, but instead mocked them, because these locals did not take Chinese traditional Chinese medicine seriously at all.

Jiang Hao looked back at them, and was not disturbed. He continued to take Deng Chuchu's pulse and check her body.

I have to say that Li Jingtian was cruel enough. He not only humiliated Deng Chuchu, but also hit her, causing several internal injuries to her body. It can be said that she had almost bullied her from her spirit to her body.

“I am a patient friend.”

Ye Ziyao immediately told John Wilson, a professor of neurology. 31 novel

"So what is he doing?"

John Wilson pointed at Jiang Hao sitting beside the bed and said to Ye Ziyao: "Does he want to use your ridiculous Chinese traditional Chinese medicine skills to cure this patient?"

"ridiculous!"

Jiang Hao turned around and looked at John Wilson. He saw that he looked down on traditional Chinese medicine and said bluntly: "Do you understand our Chinese traditional Chinese medicine skills?"

"Of course I understand your Chinese traditional Chinese medicine skills. I remember Professor Qingting, her family is the one who runs the Chinese traditional Chinese medicine clinic." John Wilson said with a smile.

Because Sister Qingting is in this hospital, the chief surgery doctor of the brain department, many people in the hospital know about Chinatown and Li's Traditional Chinese Medicine Center.

John Wilson smiled and said, "You Chinese traditional Chinese medicine skills take several days to treat a small cold, and you have to drink that bitter Chinese medicine. The treatment effect is very bad. Isn't it ridiculous?"

Hearing his words, Jiang Hao smiled and knew that Li Weixiang was not good at medical skills, which misled these locals and deviated from our Chinese traditional Chinese medicine.

Therefore, they call it magical Chinese medicine, which is an antonym of ridicule.

"Okay, I am the patient's neurologist. I don't promise that you Chinese traditional Chinese medicine doctors will treat my patients here. Please come out." John Wilson didn't want to talk nonsense to Jiang Hao, so he was very polite to ask him out.

Jiang Hao's face darkened. He would never promise anyone that he would look down on Chinese traditional Chinese medicine.

Then, respond to him in the simplest and most powerful way and said to John Wilson: "I want to ask you, are you sure you cure her illness?"

"certainly."

“How long does it take?”

John Wilson was stunned and thought for a while and said, "She is mentally broken now. Although it is not serious, it takes time for psychiatric treatment to take one month."

“One month.”

Jiang Hao nodded, then looked at him, and smiled and said, "What if I spend three days to get her back to normal spirit?"

John Wilson was stunned and shook his head without hesitation and shouted, "I can't, I don't believe you can do it."

"Okay, then you make a bet with me. I will take three days to get her mentally back to normal, and you are not allowed to interfere. How about it?" Jiang Hao looked directly at John Wilson, without saying nonsense, and directly spoke with his strength. This made Muto Maki next to him excited, and said, "Teacher is good, teach them a lesson in Western medicine."

Ye Ziyao, who was standing next to him, looked at Jiang Hao and the doctor, and could only smile and shake his head, knowing that men were the most intolerant, and others looked down on the traditional Chinese medicine.

John Wilson raised his eyebrows, so he was naturally not afraid of Jiang Hao.

On the contrary, he wanted to use this opportunity to humiliate Chinese traditional Chinese medicine, which was just a garbage. So he nodded: "This requires the consent of the patient's family."

"Daughter, my daughter..."

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged couple and a young man rushed in and rushed to the hospital bed, Deng Chuchu cried. It was her parents and her elder brother Deng Huilong.

At the Deng family in China, when they heard the police notice, they rushed over overnight and ran to the hospital just as soon as they got off the plane.

"Miss Ye, did it really do it by Li Jingtian?"

Deng Chuchu's eldest brother Deng Huilong, with anger on his face, said to Ye Ziyao: "Where is he?"

"Brother Long, Li Jingtian is dead."

Ye Ziyao knew that the biggest harm was Deng Chuchu, and the most angry one was naturally her family.
Chapter completed!