The older doctor cautiously asked, "May I know what her murder weapon was?"
Qinghe pointed to Gu Che's collarbone, where, despite the gauze wrapping, the bright red liquid still stained the gauze red. Seeing that they had noticed, Qinghe then pointed to Liu Yuxin's nails, which were caked with blood and flesh.
The several doctors were taken aback, looking at her sharply trimmed nails and the repulsive blood and flesh beneath them, involuntarily swallowing their saliva. This was the murder weapon, could it be?
Qinghe raised an eyebrow, her tone gentle, yet her eyes revealed a hint of danger, "You don't know what a murder weapon is?"
The men shuddered, nodding repeatedly, "Understood, understood. To prevent the patient from hurting herself and others, when we return, we will pull out her nails, all, all of them."
