Bone Painting Coroner

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Take a child by caesarean section?

The wooden stick in Jing Rong's hand creaked and broke into two sections!

He determined that he had heard it correctly, frowned, and said, "The man in the coffin is dead."

It seemed to remind her.

Ji Yunshu nodded, expressing his understanding.

Jing Rong paused, seeming to guess her mind, and asked, "Then... what do you want Ben Wang to help you with?"

She was busy wrapping the needle thread around her finger and glanced over there. The coffin was set up and the other party was thanking Lang Po.

Then he turned to Jing Rong's eyes and said, "I want to know when the woman died."

Jing Rong understood what she meant, so she lifted her robe and walked over there.

Langpo also quickly introduced: "This is my son."

The man was soaked and nodded gratefully: "Thanks to your son for your help, otherwise my wife's body may be damaged, I don't know your son's surname?"

"Under the surname."

"My surname is Ke. I originally came here to do business in the Central Plains, but my wife suddenly died of illness and was going to rush home all night and hurried home, but unexpectedly encountered heavy rain."

Between the words, sigh!

Doing business?

You liar!

Those five peacock hair tails have revealed your identity and are still pretending.

Well, Jing Rong doesn't take him through, after all, he also hides his identity.

He said: "Master Ke, when did your wife die?"

"this morning."

"Death this morning? That is really regrettable."

Jing Rong's tone increased, and he wanted to let Ji Yunshu hear it.

Kecha couldn't help but sigh again.

Hearing what Jing Rong said just now, and knowing the time of death, Ji Yunshu felt even more determined.

So he got up and walked over. His slender figure, plain clothes, and a simple and elegant bun. Although he was wearing a veil, it was difficult to cover his beautiful eyebrows, as if shrouded in a mist of mist.

In this ruined temple, it became a pleasing "landscape".

She walked to Kecha, her lips opened under a light blue veil: "Master Ke, I don't know if Fang is inconvenient. Let me see your wife's body?"

Kecha's face was unknown.

"you are?"

"I……"

Before finishing the speech, Jing Rong took the lead.

"This is my lady."

Ji Yunshu gave him a white look, and did not care about him.

Kecha politely bowed his head and asked strangely, "Why should the girl look at my wife's body?"

She asked, "Mrs. Madam has been pregnant for eight months?"

"Yes."

"Master Ke, I think your child is still alive."

This remark made everyone stunned.

Alive?

"This... how is it possible? My child is still alive? This..."

She explained: "The fetus receives nutrients from the mother through the placenta, and then converts the blood and nutrition through the umbilical cord. Although the wife has died, the fetus will not die immediately."

"..."

Of course, these modern words will not be understood by others.

"If Master Ke trusts me, I can safely take out the fetus in your wife's belly."

Ji Yunshu's tone was firm.

Kecha was surprised: "Are you really sure that my child is alive?"

She nodded and said: "The child is in the womb for a moment, the harder it is to survive. Master Ke, please ask yourself."

Kecha rubbed his hands and hesitated for a while. Although he had doubts, he still gritted his teeth.

"Okay, as long as my child is alive, anything will do."

Turned his head and told himself: "You, open the coffin and lift your wife out."

"Yes."

Kechabo gave a hand.

The little servants followed suit and placed the body on the coffin cover.

"Wei Yi, give me the knife." Ji Yunshu called out.

At this moment, Wei Yi thought he was going to eat meat and happily handed the knife over.

Don't forget to ask: "Shu Er, can you eat meat?"

Everyone's hair is up!

Ji Yunshu swears that this type of thing in the future will never lie to Wei Yi again.

The face under the veil was awkward, and he reached out and touched Wei Yi's head: "You're sitting there, don't say anything, don't let you look here, you know?"

"why?"

"There is no reason, you just obediently obey, otherwise I won't eat meat for you until the capital."

Can’t eat meat, that’s okay, Wei Yi covered her mouth, nodded again and again, sat back obediently, turned her back to this side, picked up the wooden stick that Jing Rong had thrown aside, and began to have a look on the fire Poked up.

Ji Yunshu glanced at the people around him and said, "You all turn your back, lest you have a long night."

Everyone was also obedient, avoiding his gaze and turning his back to the coffin, forming a circle.

Only Kecha stood beside the coffin, looking nervously at his dead lady, with tears in her eyes.

Fortunately, the people in Hu Yi wear short clothes, so there is no need to unbutton and undress.

Ji Yunshu lifted the woman's clothes up, revealing a slightly purple belly.

The bulging shape of the belly is not round, but rather uneven.

"Girl, child, really alive?" Kecha was still a little skeptical.

Ji Yunshu nodded and tightened his eyebrows.

She has pressed one hand on the swollen belly, and the other hand, holding the wide flat knife that has been roasted for a while, with a 45-degree tilt direction, find the position, press down, the tip of the knife A little bit deep into the skin!

Slightly pressing the wrist, pinching the handle of the knife and sliding it horizontally, the original intact belly was cut open.

The blood slowly overflowed, and it was sticky, and immediately wet her plain white fingers.

She lowered her head and was very focused, but the veil was blown up by the breeze and shook her line of sight, which was really annoying.

Frowning slightly, she pulled the veil off and threw it on the ground.

On the light blue veil, stained with blood from the five fingers, it seemed to have a slightly icing on the cake.

Of course, the scar on the left face also appeared.

It was a pity that Kecha's eyes flicked when he saw it.

At this time, she didn't care about the woman's beauty and ugliness, but she watched her wife's belly open without blinking.

The mouth was almost open. Ji Yunshu glanced into his belly and shook his head. It was not enough, so he took the knife and opened the mouth a little more.

At the next moment, a pair of slender hands reached into the stomach, and the movement was very light. I took a moment in it, one left and one right, making sure that my hand had accurately touched the small baby inside. Slowly and forcefully, a baby less than a month old was carried out of the thick bloody belly.

Seeing the tiny body stained with blood, lying on his bloody hands, Ji Yunshu couldn't help but tighten his heart, and became more careful!

Kecha's mouth grew larger, but he looked at the little "flesh" with tears in his eyes, and his lips trembled.

"Child, I... my child?"

Ji Yunshuche's body is full of kung fu, but he has never delivered a child, but according to the gourd painting, it will still be a little bit.

Cutting the umbilical cord with a knife, she squeezed the baby's feet upside down and gently patted the baby's ass.

Two clicks...

"Wow-"

The child's breath is weak and the crying is weak, but at least, the child is alive.

When everyone heard the cry, they all turned around and looked at Ji Yunshu holding the child in his hand like a little chicken.

But when she saw the woman with her open stomach lying on the wooden board, several people's faces changed, they covered their mouths and were about to vomit.

Kecha quickly pulled a dry cloth and put the child in his arms.

Tears filled with tears, crying in a mess!