
"Impossible." Wu Yang frowned tightly. Her eyes were also very firm. She knew that Xia Wanwan would never leave like this. She narrowed her eyes and tried her best to calm herself down. Afterwards, she looked at Wen Zhan with some difficulty.
"I want to go to the hospital now!" After saying that, Wu Yang pulled Wen Zhan to the hospital. Sitting in the passenger seat, Wu Yang's heart was beating wildly. She didn't know which step had gone wrong. Xia Wanwan's death was too strange.
A gust of wind blew over. Wu Yang, who was originally not very cold, suddenly felt a wave of heartbreaking coldness. Her face unconsciously turned pale, and she subconsciously covered her clothes.
Seeing this, Wen Zhan narrowed his eyes. A trace of pain flashed through his eyes. He quickly closed the window and then drove the warm air in the car. Seeing that Wu Yang's expression had improved a little, he put his heart into his stomach.
"Do you feel better now?" Wu Yang lowered her head and a tear fell from her eyes. In her current situation, she did not know if she was fine or not. Anyway, she only wanted the truth. Xia Wanwan was still so young and beautiful. It was unfair to die just like that.
She took a deep breath, then cast her gaze ahead and shook her head, "I'm fine."
As soon as he finished speaking, the car slowly stopped. Wu Yang quickly rushed in. There were already a lot of people gathered here, including fans, family members, and reporters.
It was too outrageous for a good hospital to actually turn out like this. Wu Yang's brows were tightly knitted together, and he was about to say something to stop it.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a reporter suddenly rushed towards Wu Yang, seemingly wanting to interview him.
"Miss Wu Yang, I heard that there are some conflicts with Xia Wanwan. Do you have anything to say about her dying this time?"
Hearing this, a surprised expression flashed in Wu Yang's eyes. She raised her eyes, and a cold light flashed in her eyes. Then, she lowered her head, frowned tightly, and clenched her fists tightly. She said very unhappily, "Shut up, what are these words? My relationship with Xia Wanwan is very good and there is no problem."
"There's no need to explain to them." Wen Zhan held Wu Yang in his arms. Without saying a word, he directly pulled Wu Yang in and then sent his personal Bodyguard over. Since this was a hospital, he shouldn't let this make such noisy noises.
Wu Yang walked very quickly and directly arrived at Xia Wanwan's ward.
However, she seemed to be too late. This place was already empty.
Seeing this, Wu Yang frowned tightly. A hint of pain flashed through his eyes. His fingers were trembling slightly, and his eyes unconsciously turned a little red.
"She's already been sent to the morgue. If you like, you can go and see her." Yan Lang walked over and said to Wu Yang's back.
Hearing this, Wu Yang felt the world spin. Her body was trembling slightly. Tears involuntarily fell down her cheeks. Pain came from her heart. Now, she could no longer feel anything. Then, she stumbled towards the basement.
This was because there was a morgue. As soon as she arrived, Wu Yang felt a chill. Her brows were tightly knitted together. Then, she sighed and took her own steps. She looked at the corpse in front of her.
Shaking, Wu Yang stretched out her finger and lifted the white cloth from Xia Wanwan's body.
Xia Wanwan's skin was originally very fair, but now she no longer had any signs of life. Her entire skin was extremely livid, and it was green and white. She was a little like a zombie in a horror movie.
It was truly pitiful that such a beautiful girl had actually become like this.
Wu Yang could no longer hold back her tears after just a glance. She covered her chest, held Xia Wanwan's hand, and began to cry, "Didn't you say that you would definitely be strong? Why did you do this? Why did you do this?"
After that, Wu Yang took a deep breath and saw that Xia Wanwan's fingernails seemed to be a little dark. This was a sign of poisoning. Then, she quickly stood up and looked back at Yan Lang.
"How did she die? Poisoned?" Wu Yang tried his best to calm herself down. Now that Xia Wanwan had gone, the only thing she could do was to try her best to give Xia Wanwan justice and let everyone know what had happened. She could not let Xia Wanwan go without knowing.
"It's potassium cyanide." Raising his eyes, Yan Lang's expression was so serious. He took two steps forward and walked to Xia Wanwan's side like this. "This girl's temper is also fierce. I heard that she is a little awkward with the director. That's why she made such a choice in a fit of anger. A trace of cyanide and potassium can be fatal. You know that."
Hearing this, Wu Yang lowered her head and looked at Xia Wanwan. She felt that this matter was not quite right. Even so, she couldn't say that. After all, Xia Wanwan was a celebrity. She couldn't carry poison on her body. Furthermore, from Yan Lang's description, Xia Wanwan drank the poison on impulse.
"Something's wrong." Wu Yang clenched his fists and his voice suddenly turned cold.
Wen Zhan was stunned for a moment. His handsome face was filled with doubt. He had also thought of this problem. People like Xia Wanwan would not commit suicide on impulse. Furthermore, she would not carry poison with her.
"She won't take Du Yan to film. Normal people wouldn't choose such an occasion when they want to commit suicide." Wen Zhan lowered his head and said his conjecture.
This thought coincided with his own. Wu Yang gently nodded and looked at Yan Lang. "It's the same sentence. I don't think this matter is simple. Xia Wanwan couldn't have committed suicide."
She knew that she was definitely worried to the extreme right now, but Yan Lang still felt that she should take a long view. After all, the cause of Xia Wanwan's death was a criminal offence. As doctors, they were just saving lives and healing the wounded. They couldn't care too much about it.
"I know what you mean." Yan Lang gently nodded and swept her a glance. "I think you should calm down now. The police will come over to investigate the matter with Wu Yang and Xia Wanwan."
Wu Yang lowered her head. She always felt that this matter was unusual. She clenched her fingers and coughed, "No, I can't just let it go. Can I have an autopsy?"
Seemingly recalling something important, Wu Yang raised his eyes and asked nervously.
"This" Yan Lang was stunned, his expression somewhat embarrassed.


