An Jincheng also bent down and moved forward to take a look.

"Is it a word?" He saw a red mark on the sheets under He Zhenxuan's right hand: "It seems to be the word 'wood'."

"Did it exist before?" He Jiayin knelt on the ground and raised He Zhenxuan's stiff right hand.

I saw that there was still red paint remaining on the index finger of He Zhenxuan's right hand.

"Brother Jincheng, this word was written by my father. Does he want to tell me something?" He Jiayin looked up at An Jincheng.

An Jincheng scraped off the remaining ink pad on He Zhenxuan's hand and twisted it in his hand: "It's not blood, it seems to be ink pad."

He Jiayin stared at the vague word "wood" on the bed sheet.

What does this word mean? Is it a signal from her father? Did he write it down when he was dying?

Moreover, my father has been seriously ill for so long and cannot get out of bed and walk at all. Why does he have ink pads on his hands?

Did you sign any documents?

I couldn't imagine what it meant. He Jiayin was even more painful.

Why didn't she always stay by her father's side?

Because she didn't know that her father would suddenly pass away like this.

By the way, her father was fine yesterday and would not leave like this without a reason. She wanted to ask the hospital what was going on.

He Jiayin explained the situation to An Jincheng. An Jincheng also felt that what she thought made sense, so he called in the attending doctor.

"Dr. Zhang, why did Mr. He die?"

Dr. Zhang did not expect that the He family would ask this question again.

He was a little panicked. Did the He family discover something?

No, it's impossible.

Excessive urokinase, such a professional medical error, as long as no one tells it, laymen like the He family will never discover it!

"It's a myocardial infarction caused by a stroke. This situation is very common because stroke can cause many diseases."

"But, my dad was fine yesterday!"

"Doctor, are there no signs of this disease at all?" An Jincheng asked rationally.

"Well, it's hard to find the signs. There are many such cases. Miss He, you'd better express your condolences." Dr. Zhang said awkwardly.

What he is doing now is against his medical ethics.

Because he knew that as soon as such a medical accident was announced to the public, his career would be over!

When he dispensed the medicine, there was no overdose at all, but who knew such a thing would happen?

Therefore, he decided to conceal the accident.

He Zhenxuan is already dead. He cannot ruin his future because of such useless medical ethics.

He knew that a respectable family like the He family would not make the matter a big deal without conclusive evidence. It would be bad for them.

"I want to do an autopsy." He Jiayin said, "I want to know how my father died."

As soon as He Jiayin finished speaking, Lin Qingteng, who was sitting next to her, stood up and ran to her: "He Jiayin, what did you just say?"

"Aunt Lin..."

"Are you crazy? Do you know what you are talking about?" Lin Qing cried loudly: "Your father is gone, why don't you even leave his body intact? Are you still not his daughter? It's his fault.

I always love you the most!"

"Aunt Lin, I just want to know..."

"You don't believe what the doctor says. Your father has a heart attack! A heart attack caused by a stroke! What else do you want to know? You just don't want him to live in peace, right?"

He Jiayin was so yelled at by Lin Qing that he couldn't stand still.

An Jincheng quickly supported her: "Good news, Aunt Lin is too sad. I want to see the autopsy..."

Dr. Zhang was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. If he really did an autopsy, everything would be exposed!

Seeing Lin Qing's objection, he quickly said to He Jiayin: "Miss He, for an autopsy, the patient's spouse needs to agree to sign." Then he looked at Lin Qing: "Mrs. He, look at this..."

Lin Qing looked at He Jiayin with wide eyes: "I will never allow it! I will never allow others to touch my husband! I want my husband to be buried in peace!"

Doctor Zhang breathed a sigh of relief: "Then, that's all."

It wasn't that He Jiayin didn't understand Lin Qing's mood, so he didn't persist.

Maybe my father doesn’t want to be studied like an experimental subject.

People at the funeral home picked up He Zhenxuan.

He Jiayin also wanted to go and deal with the matter.

An Jincheng also accompanied her.

Opening the car door, he saw He Jiayin standing at the door of the hospital looking towards the road, wondering what he was thinking: "Good news?"

He Jiayin only had one person in mind at this time, and that was Mu Zechuan.

Why didn't Mu Zechuan come?

He won't come at all.

She was counting on him! She was so stupid.

Thinking of this, my heart becomes cold.

She stopped thinking and got into An Jincheng's car.

*

Tang Qiaoen was very happy to see Mu Zechuan came back within half an hour.

She took out her handbag, took out the documents inside, and knocked on the door of Mu Zechuan's office.

Mu Zechuan didn't answer, but Tang Qiaoen pushed the door open and went in.

Because she was confident that what she was holding was exactly what Mu Zechuan wanted most, and Mu Zechuan would not turn her away.

Mu Zechuan was in a particularly bad mood, his eyes were red, like some kind of wild beast.

Tang Qiaoen didn't care and sat down on the guest chair opposite him.

"Chuan, how much of He's shares do you have? Is it more than 15%?"

Mu Zechuan didn't say anything, but he admired Tang Qiaoen in his heart. She knew so carefully.

"Chuan, congratulations, you are now the chairman of He Corporation." Tang Qiaoen neatly placed the documents in his hand in front of Mu Zechuan.

Mu Zechuan stretched out two fingers, opened them, and raised his eyebrows.

"Thirty percent? He's share transfer document?" He looked up at Tang Qiaoen: "How did you get it?"

"It doesn't matter how you got it," Tang Qiaoen looked at Mu Zechuan with a smile that he thought was charming: "The most important thing is that these are all yours."

"How much do you want?" Mu Zechuan put away the transfer letter and looked at Tang Qiaoen.

"No money." Tang Qiaoen obtained these shares without spending a penny.

She got it from Lin Qing.

She instigated Lin Qing to kill He Zhenxuan, transfer all the shares in He Zhenxuan's name to Lin Qing's name, and then encouraged Lin Qing to use these shares to make loans for investment.

Unexpectedly, Lin Qing trusted her so much that she not only took out all the 20% of the shares she had just obtained, but also took out He Jiachen's 10% for loan investment.

Tang Qiaoen just made a few fake documents and defrauded Lin Qing of all his shares.

"But, Chuan, you can't forget what you promised me."

Mu Zechuan's eyes darkened.

He did not forget that he agreed to divorce He Jiayin and marry Tang Qiaoen.

"I know."

He Jiayin's betrayal made his heart completely broken.

It makes no difference whether you marry Tang Qiaoen or marry someone else.

"Chuan, when will you announce the convening of He's shareholders' meeting?"
Chapter completed!