The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

The wind clamped the rain star and landed on the bluestone board, blooming a flower quickly.

They had just hidden under the roof, and the rain was like a lady, and no one could be seen except a man beneath them, and a rain curtain was raised between the heavens and the earth, and the wind blew it like smoke, like fog, like dust, like a light veil.

“Heavy rain!” Sung Chen looked up at the heavy rain outside, it was full of excitement, "Suzhou rarely saw such a refreshing rain! ”

Watching the silk shoe on his feet soak in the rain without a word, he thought a lot of things in his head, pretending that the people around him didn't exist.

After about three or four teas, the rain continues unabated.

Such heavy rain, about three feet wide under the eaves, barely stops anything, below the knee of Valjen, was quickly wet by the rain.

In this way, it would be better to go straight to the rain, Van Yan pulled the soap gauze on his body and turned to Sung Chen Tao, "You hide here, I'll go looking for the green at night, and buy two umbrellas. ”

“Let's get down there!” Sang Chen put the toolbox near the gate, especially the hard way, "I'll be right back. ”

Say it, and don't wait for Valjen to answer, like rushing into the rain screen.

When she reached the mouth, she swallowed it again. She wanted to say that it was okay to lend him the hedge to cover the rain. She saw the figure disappearing in the rain in the blink of an eye. She mumbled, "It's a rabbit. ”

Not long before she retracted her gaze, another person came from the rain screen in the direction of Sangchen's disappearance, and Van thought it was Sangchen's rabbit who had committed something, he couldn't help frowning. Then he reached three lengths away and found out that he was wearing an umbrella, unable to see his face, but not Sang Chen.

Wide sleeve robe with comfortable gait, like a walk in the rain, looks slow, but soon approached.

Van Yeung hasn't reacted yet. The person's oil umbrella is blocked in front of her. She can't help but take a small step backwards. Her entire back has been affixed to Zhumen.

The person under the umbrella seemed surprised to see someone standing at the door, looking at the wet silk shoes under the hem of the skirt, slightly lifting the umbrella and glancing at him.

As soon as a man attacked the black round neck robe, the ink hair was scattered behind him like satin, the skin was white as fat, the nose beam above his thin lips was tall, the long eyebrows flew obliquely into the cave, the five officials engraved clearly, but those eyes were dark and hidden in the dark blue, like a thousand years of cold, and he glanced lightly, like a falling ice cave.

Only this look stunned Valjen. She had met many beautiful people. For her, the person was beautiful and ugly. It was just the skeleton of the body, irregular muscles, and the skin was not very attractive to her. However, the person in front of her was born just right everywhere. If it was a corpse, Valjen would never put up with a knife.

Valjen set her mind and forced herself to think about the corpse.

Though at first glance the distinction between the man and the ordinary man was just too good-looking, Valjen could conclude that he was of Humane descent, otherwise such skin and eyes would not have been possible.

We can't look at each other for a moment, but for a long time.

The man walked down the hallway to put away his umbrella and looked at her as if no one had raised their hand and knocked on the door, banging, very regular voice, a sinking voice like a banging on her face, jumping and jumping, which made her nervous.

Squeak, the door opened, a small page probe came out, met someone, greeted him nicely, “Dr. Su is well. ”

“Mm-hmm.” The man's voice was as cold as his eyes.

As he stepped into the door, he paused slightly and retracted, laying his umbrella in front of Valjen.

This is a plain oil paper umbrella with no patterned embellishments and looks very ominous, but the purple black umbrella handle has a faint glow that lined the plain umbrella with a touch of sophistication.

“Thank you.” Valjen didn't push off either. He reached out and continued.

Nor did the man known as Su Pharmacist answer, turning to enter the door.

The page looked at Master Su's back and sighed slightly. He flushed his face with kindness. “This young lady is going to come in and hide? ”

“No, thank you for your kindness.” Valentine.

She adjusted her tone to her most enthusiastic state, but it seemed cold to others.

The petitioner did not ask any more questions. He returned to the hospital and closed the door.

She looked down at the oil paper umbrella in her hand. The umbrella handle seemed to be purple bamboo, and it did not seem ordinary purple bamboo. The dark and purple color reminded her of those eyes.

Van Yeung has never taken the other umbrellas of the Tang Dynasty, but surely, not every umbrella is this heavy.

Valjen grabbed the sturdy umbrella handle and felt cold and soft, seemingly talking about its preciousness. Vaughn held onto the umbrella with one hand, the other hand was trying to pick up the toolbox, suddenly thinking that he didn't know who the other person was, who should the umbrella be returned to?

Thinking about it, she reached out and knocked on the door panel a few times.

A moment later, the paperman opened the door again, and he saw whether or not he was jealous, and the patient asked, "What else is there, ma'am? ”

“Where will you look for a Su pharmacist in the future?” Valentine.

The little page frowned and looked up and down at the clothes. She was only wearing ordinary clothes. She thought that she was not attracted to Su Yao's extraordinary colour, or wanted to climb rich. The voice had to be cold for a few points. It was quite unsolicited. "It was just an umbrella. Su Yao was the fiancée son-in-law of my eldest lady. I could afford some umbrellas! ”

Say bang and slam the door.

Ma'am, buy an umbrella for Dr. Su? Love is the nephew... Somehow, there is some regret and disappointment in valor. A man with such cold eyes doesn't seem to be willing to be the nephew.

Knowing that the page was a misunderstanding, Van Yan stopped looking for boredom, and held up the umbrella to carry the tool box and it didn't go into the rain.

Heavy rain crashing on the umbrella surface, the force is not small, making it harder to grasp the very heavy umbrella. When Van Yan had previously dissected the body's brain, holding a chainsaw for half an hour with one hand was no problem, but now it is a thousand gold bodies, how much weaker than before, so walking, even eating.

Valjen bit his teeth for a moment and walked out of the alley. He was flat in front of him. Not far away is the gate of East City. From afar, you can see the late greenery of a turmeric dark flower skirt standing under the hospital roof.

“Princess?” Even though Van Yeung was carrying a fence, Green recognized it at night. He rushed into the rain and took over the umbrella and box in Van Yeung's hand, shouting, "Where did the woman find the umbrella, so heavy! ”

“A kind man borrowed it.” Valjen walked under the roof and stretched out her hand to dry the soaked skirt hem.

Green put away his umbrella at night, suddenly remembered something, and the anger swept in, “Did Mr. Sun go back? How could he leave her alone? ”

"He didn't come? ”

After coming out of the alley, it was the East City Gate, and the late green was under the hospital roof very close to the entrance. There were very few pedestrians on the road, and Van Yeung saw her from afar. There was no reason to not see Sang Chen?

Late Green firmly said, "The slave has stood here for more than a hour and is about to pass through autumn water. If Mr. Sun comes here, the slave cannot be seen! ”

Sang Chen's body grew thin and handsome. Even walking in the crowd was remarkable. If he didn't see the green at night, I'm afraid he didn't come.

“Probably going back first?” Night green speculation.

Sang Chen said he was looking for late Green to buy two umbrellas by the way. Although he was a little shy at a critical moment, Valjen felt that he should not be so unreliable.

“Wait a minute. I asked you to find a place where you could make needles.” Valentine.

At night, Green squatted down to help her screw the water, twisting the sideways. "I thought it was difficult to find what the woman wanted. It was unusual for a slave to go to the jewelry store and ask. According to the master cabinet, some people marry a princess, but want to fill the front door, they will go to the jewelry store to make hollow gold and silver wire, and make things that are both beautiful and saving. ”

“How long does it take to get a shot?” Valentine said, "You really can't underestimate the wisdom and craftsmanship of the ancients, many beautiful craftsmanship, to modern times, I'm afraid no one has been able to make it.

Green got up straight at night and took a golden box out of his arms and handed it to Van Yan. "The master cabinet was supposed to take two or three days, but I said I was a servant of the Van family. Plus my miller, the master cabinet called me personally three times. ”

Valjen opened the box, and there were three silver-white needles on the red brocade! Its size and shape, apart from the fact that the needle is slightly thicker than the modern needle, doesn't really differ much from Valjen's requirements!

“The slave told the master cabinet to make this thing harder, and the master cabinet dissolved some iron. Ma'am, do you think this is a good idea?” Asked Green at night.

Braun pinched one, tried it, satisfied, “Shared, not only hard, but also good size and shape. ”

Valjen closed the lid and gave it to Night Green so she could put it away.

A big problem has been solved. Valentine's mood is much better. Even the whole mess Sung Chen caused her today, along with his now unknown whereabouts, is no longer relevant.

Van Yan was discussing Sung Chen with Evening Green, and suddenly there was a horseshoe in the street.

Carriage grunts passed in front of Valje, splashing with water all over Valje and Evening Green. Green eyes saw the dress that Valjen had just twisted wet again. Now the fire came up and shouted at the carriage, "Whose carriage! Splash people with water and go! If you're driving a horse in the city and you want to hit a board, do you have any magic in your eyes? ”

The sound of green at night was extremely penetrating, and the carriage did stop and turn back.

May the owner of the carriage be reasonable and unreasonable, I'm afraid things will be difficult today!

“Seventeen!” The carriage stopped, and a handsome face came out of the window, across the rain screen, gazing joyfully at Valjen.