I started out with seven husbands, and I worked hard to support my family while crying.

Chapter 377: Wait! I'd like to hear...

She gently lifted the deceased's chin and found that the deceased's face was bluish-purple and the lips were purple, which were obviously signs of poisoning.

Her hands trembled slightly as she continued to examine the deceased's mouth and throat, finally finding some white powder residue deep in the throat.

Fang Xiaoxiao carefully collected the powder and put it into a small cloth bag.

After leaving the mortuary, she immediately went to find an experienced old doctor.

Under the dim light of the oil lamp, the old doctor carefully examined the powder. He smelled it, then gently rubbed it between his fingers, his expression gradually becoming serious.

"Young lady, this is arsenic, a highly poisonous substance!" The old doctor's voice was deep and serious.

Fang Xiao was startled and became even more convinced that this was a conspiracy.

In the days that followed, Fang Xiaoxiao inquired about the deceased's life.

She walked through narrow alleys, asking one neighbor after another.

Finally, it was learned from one of the deceased's neighbors that the deceased had a fierce argument with one of Li Laoliu's men before his death.

Fang Xiaoxiao felt that this clue was crucial and decided to follow it.

She began to follow that subordinate, staking out the places he frequented for several days in a row.

One day, the henchman appeared at a secluded tavern. He was drunk and staggered out.

Fang Xiaoqiao disguised herself as a flower girl and quietly approached.

All I heard him mutter was, "That was done flawlessly; no one can find out."

Fang Xiaoxin became even more certain of her guess.

Just as she was preparing to investigate further, she suddenly felt a pair of eyes staring at her from behind.

Just as Fang Xiaoxin's heart was sounding alarm bells and she noticed the ever-present gaze behind her, Pei Yan appeared quietly beside her like a timely spring breeze.

"Xiao Xiao, don't panic. Let's capture this stalker together." Pei Yan's voice was deep and steady. His eyes were like torches, staring intently at the suspicious direction, his posture like a cheetah poised to pounce.

Fang Xiaoxiao nodded slightly, a determined glint in her eyes. As if on the same wavelength, the two turned around swiftly and moved with lightning speed, flanking the pursuer.

The stalker realized something was wrong and panicked, trying to turn and run away. However, Pei Yan wouldn't let him get away with it. He rushed forward and grabbed the stalker's collar tightly with his large hand, like an iron clamp.

"Hmph, let's see where you can run to!" Pei Yan roared, his voice filled with authority.

When they finally saw the face of their pursuer, they were both stunned. The person before them was none other than the mad monk they hadn't seen in a long time.

"Crazy monk, how could it be you?" Fang Xiaoxiao's eyes widened, her face full of surprise and confusion.

The mad monk scratched his disheveled hair, grinned to reveal a set of uneven teeth, and chuckled: "Hehe, don't be surprised, this humble monk has been secretly watching you all."

Fang Xiaoxiao frowned and pressed, "Why were you following me so suspiciously?"

The mad monk's expression instantly turned serious, his eyes revealing a hint of solemnity: "This humble monk is helping you search for clues about that frivolous monk."

Upon hearing this, Fang Xiaoxiao and Pei Yan exchanged a glance, and a spark of hope instantly ignited in their eyes.

Afterwards, Fang Xiaoxiao returned to the Fang family clinic, which had been shut down, filled with sorrow. The clinic's doors were tightly shut, and the conspicuous seal trembled in the wind, as if lamenting the injustices and suffering she had endured over the past few days.

Fang Xiaoxiao stood blankly in front of the door, her eyes filled with loneliness and resentment, tears welling up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

The mad monk also came over. Looking at the desolate scene, he couldn't help but sigh and said, "I know what you have been through. Don't worry too much. I have some news that may be able to help you."

Fang Xiaoxiao turned her head eagerly, her eyes filled with longing: "What news is it?"

The mad monk lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Tomorrow, the governor will pass through Dianchi County."

Fang Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up instantly, and a flame of hope ignited in her heart: "Then let's go and file a complaint, and beg the governor to uphold justice for us!"

The mad monk nodded, then added, "Also, that flower monk is actually still in Dianchi County."

Fang Xiao was startled and quickly asked, "Really? Do you know where he's hiding?"

The mad monk shook his head helplessly: "I am still investigating, but I should have news soon."

Night fell, and the moonlight, like water, poured down, shining through the window onto Fang Xiaoxiao's tired yet determined face.

She lay in bed, tossing and turning, her thoughts a jumbled mess, unable to fall asleep.

"We must succeed. We must bring the truth to light and clear the clinic's name." Fang Xiaoxiao silently vowed to herself again and again.

The next day, as dawn broke through the darkness, Fang Xiaoxiao and Pei Yan got up early, filled with nervousness and anticipation, to head to the governor's usual route.

A thin layer of mist hung over the streets, making them deserted and silent.

Fang Xiaoxiao was dressed in simple clothes, her face was slightly pale, but she could not hide the determination and expectation in her eyes.

Pei Yan stood to the side, his eyes full of concern, and gently comforted her, "Xiao Xiao, don't be nervous. Believe that justice will be on our side."

Finally, the faint sounds of horses' hooves and the clamor of ceremonial processions could be heard in the distance.

Fang Xiaoxiao's heart jumped into her throat instantly. She gripped the petition tightly in her hands, her knuckles turning white from the force.

The governor's entourage drew ever closer, their banners fluttering, exuding an imposing aura.

Fang Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, mustered up great courage, and rushed forward, kneeling down in the middle of the road with a "plop".

"My lord, I'm innocent!" Fang Xiaoxiao cried out, her voice filled with grief and pleading.

The governor reined in his horse, his brow furrowed, and asked sternly, "Who is blocking the road here, crying out for justice?"

Fang Xiaoxiao hurriedly handed over the petition with trembling hands, tearfully recounting the various misfortunes that had befallen the Fang family's medical clinic.

The governor took the petition, his expression grave, and began to read it carefully.

Just as Fang Xiaoxiao and Pei Yan were eagerly anticipating telling the governor about the injustice done to the Fang family's medical clinic, the county magistrate arrived in a flurry with a group of fierce-looking yamen runners.

"You audacious scoundrels! How dare you spout nonsense and disrupt the governor's itinerary! Seize them at once!" The magistrate's fat face was filled with exasperation. His eyes were wide open like copper bells, and his cheeks bulged with anger.

However, the governor's face darkened, and with a wave of his hand, he sternly stopped them, saying, "Wait! I want to hear what kind of injustice has caused them to risk their lives to block the road and file a complaint."

The governor's gaze was sharp and his voice was steady and powerful, instantly silencing the county magistrate, who dared not be presumptuous in the slightest.