Ji Shenhuai's gaze was calm. "It's a through-and-through wound."
Jiang Wanrou's mind went blank, all color draining from her face. "How is that possible!" she blurted out.
Ji Shenhuai sighed helplessly. "I was the one who treated him when he came to our emergency department that day. I looked closely while examining him."
He had been shocked when he first saw it, too. At first, he thought it might just be a knife scar, but the farther down he looked, the more wrong it seemed. It was clearly a through-and-through wound.
It was almost like the ancient punishment of being cut in half at the waist with a blunt blade. Leaving aside how Wen Yanyu had survived, he had no idea what sort of person could do that to another human being.
Remembering that day, Ji Shenhuai set down his peach, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.
"His stomach was almost completely eroded, too. The damage to the lining was severe. Eating must be uncomfortable for him, and after he woke up, his fear response was very pronounced."
"I took a quick look at his back, too. There were also very obvious signs of abuse." Ji Shenhuai fell silent for a moment. "Dozens of cigarette burns... They didn't look very old."
Even if injuries that severe did not kill someone, the assorted complications afterward would be enough to torment them into madness.
A rare flicker of emotion crossed Qin Chengzhi's face. Even after years of investigating cases and encountering all sorts of things, he had rarely seen abuse this vicious.
But none of these things fit together.
Wen Yanyu was a celebrity who frequently appeared in public. If it really was that serious, he could not possibly show no signs of anything wrong in front of the public.
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