Chapter 778 The Cause of Death of Tan Fenghua

In the sea of ​​blood in the nether world, Ye Yu put his heart into it.

Nie Xiaoqian wore a long red dress and smiled sweetly.

"Master, the slave family may know the cause of the old man's death."

"Really? What's the reason?"

Ye Yu heard the words, his eyes lit up, and he asked aloud.

"Maybe it has something to do with the soul!"

Nie Xiaoqian said respectfully.

"Soul?" Ye Yu frowned slightly, "Then who is the murderer who hurt President Tan?"

Hearing Ye Yu's question, Nie Xiaoqian looked hesitant, "This... we have to go to the place where the deceased died last!"

"Okay, Xiaoqian, this time you've helped a lot!"

Ye Yu heard joy in his eyes and praised Nie Xiaoqian.

"Thank you for the compliment, master!"

Nie Xiaoqian's long dress was flying, and she happily turned around in a circle.

In the hall of the First Hospital of Mingzhou City, Ye Yu was in a trance, communicating with the sea of ​​blood.

Yang Peiru, Liu Feng and other doctors saw Ye Yu suddenly silent and fell into deep thought. They all quieted down, for fear of disturbing Ye Yu's thinking.

In a hidden corner of the crowd, Su An was holding a portable tape recorder high with excitement on his face.

"It's the right time to come to Mingzhou this time!"

Su An was very excited.

After hearing Ye Yu say that Tan Fenghua did not die naturally.

Su An has a feeling that this report may be a major turning point for Zhongsheng Life Magazine!

What the media chases is always the heat!

Su An has a deep understanding of this.

At the beginning of Tan Fenghua's death, a group of media flocked to him as if smelling bloody sharks.

And after Tan Fenghua passed away, the media dispersed in a rush.

So today, when Tan Fenghua's body was bid farewell, the only person who came was Zhongsheng, a small magazine with a slow response!

Holding the tape recorder in his hand, Su An's excited face seemed to be coated with oil and glistened.

Su An was polishing in her mind how to write this report.

While observing the person in the field who exposed the cause of Tan Fenghua's death.

This is a very handsome young man.

She is about the same age as her own daughter, so she should be the type that Xiaoxiao likes.

Su An looked at Ye Yu secretly in her heart.

Inexplicably, Su An Xin had a feeling.

The man in front of him seems to be the owner of the sports car outside the hall!

When Ye Yu kept his mouth shut and fell into deep thought.

Su An was anxious, and wished to pry open Ye Yu's mouth directly, wanting to know the cause of Tan Fenghua's death!

In the crowd, everyone was waiting for Ye Yu's conclusion.

As a medical scholar, Yang Peiru had a calm demeanor. Although he was anxious, he silently waited for Ye Yu to speak.

However, Liu Feng is young and vigorous, and has a close relationship with Tan Fenghua.

The anxious mood in his heart eager to know the cause of Tan Fenghua's death made Liu Feng feel that this moment was extraordinarily long.

Looking at Ye Yu who was still thinking, Liu Feng couldn't help but ask, "Ye Yu, what is the cause of teacher's death?"

Ye Yu was silent and right, without any reaction.

Just when Liu Feng couldn't help but ask again, Ye Yu moved.

With a flash of light in his eyes, Ye Yu opened his mouth and said softly, "I know the real cause of death of President Tan!"

"What is it?"

Liu Feng asked urgently.

"Soul dies!" Ye Yu said solemnly with a solemn expression.

"soul?"

Liu Feng and Yang Peiru looked at each other.

The theory of the soul has no scientific basis, although the Chinese people believe it very much.

"Little friend Ye Yu, is there really a soul in this world?"

As a medical scholar, Yang Peiru naturally wouldn't trust Ye Yu so easily.

In the crowd, Su An heard what Ye Yu said, and his greasy face became more excited.

"Oh! The theory of the soul is another explosion!"

Su An was very excited and looked at Ye Yu with gratitude.

"His name is Ye Yu? What a good man! The task of saving the voices depends on him!"