The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

With Suvo's knife up and down, a whole sheep's leg was quickly cut off, while Valentine's face was still slowly slicing.

As someone has said before, eating western meals with Valjen is a horrible thing, and her knife grip is obvious and elegant, but it always looks a little weird.

“Sulang-kun knows me?” Valjen has always been strange. When she was just in the woods, she only said one thing, and Suvo actually identified her.

Suva put the plates on a few, looked at her quietly and said coldly, "I've heard a lot about you. ”

His face was slightly tight, he said "big name” Jomo is the autopsy! Judge Yang's house was near East City. He died that rainy day and Suva also appeared in East City. According to time, Judge Yang had reason to suspect that Judge Yang had been killed by Suva. So, does he also know that she tested the body of Judge Yang?

Sovo used the tip of the dagger to stir a piece of meat into the entrance and chew slowly.

After cutting her flesh, she also consciously ate it. Her fresh, fragrant taste made her stand still. Her stomach was hungrier and she was no longer polite at the moment.

“Lady Valentine should also be familiar with me.” Sovo was so elegant, he ate so fast that he cut his legs in front of him half of the time.

Vaughn paused. She had seen Suvo several times, once wearing a fence, once snooping in the woody flower shed, and once wearing a mask. The time he broke into the carriage, there was no cover on his face, but he was masked.

If that's what Sovo said, it shouldn't be familiar. Is it...

“I've been wondering if I should kill you.” Suva pulled out his pad, wiped his mouth, and his cold eyes faded on his face, as if he were just the most usual greeting.

Having eaten a bite of lamb, Valjen has figured out that not only can a killer rely on facial expressions, but the breath, the feeling, and some subtle signs, all make them acutely distinguish between people.

“Then why didn't you kill him?” Valentine asked faintly.

Su Fu's eyes were waveless, but he didn't answer the question. He just said, "Finish your meal and go back. Don't let me see you go into this forest again. ”

Said he stood up and walked to the courtyard. He paused in front of the bamboo door and turned back. "Throw your umbrella in the woods tomorrow. ”

The door creaked, and Valjen retracted her gaze, taking two more silent bites, and suddenly discovered that Suvo sitting place had left a trace of blood.

It must have been very badly wounded to be able to shed so much blood in such a short time. For Suva, Van doesn't really know what to say. It's not surprising that a killer is injured in the middle of the night, but she has a slight barbecue to eat. She has no way of understanding this attitude.

Valjen's a little hesitant. Do you mind?

She thought, "Man has stood up and pushed open the bamboo door." The yard was filled with bloody crown flowers, like dry blood under the moonlight, and the red eyes were astonished.

Bamboo yard is small, there are houses on three sides, and Valjen follows the blood on the corridor to the bamboo house on the east side.

The door was closed, Valjen took a deep breath, reaching out, the door opened, the cold wind had a slight sweetness, wrapped in the cold voice and came to the face, “You do have a lot of nerve. ”

When everything was calm, Van Yeung clearly saw Su Fu's semi-open coat, and his fine chest was like a piece of art without flaws, it was a scar on his chest, and he felt just right, wearing his handsome and vulgar face, more and more impeccable.

“Since I ate your lamb, I came to see if you needed any help.” Valjen ignored the sword placed around his neck, his eyes wandering unstoppably in front of his chest before lifting his head slightly to his face.

Suva approached her face with dark blue eyes, as if she wanted to see what emotions were in her eyes, unfortunately in vain.

“I don't need to see it. I said everything in my heart.” Blessed eyes fell on the bloodstains that gradually seeped through his waist, "they all said," the eyes are void for hearing, but many people like you never believe what their eyes see. ”

The sword in Sovo's hand slowly dropped, supporting his body on the ground.

Valjen felt his killer disappear, and he said, "Do you need me to take care of your wound? ”

As a killer, Suva had lost her ability to believe, but somehow she nodded when she saw Valjen's double-waved eyes.

Valjen sat him down on the couch, and saw the short ones with vegetables, and some wounds, full of things, reached out to understand his clothes.

Su Fu watched her clothes quickly peeled off by a woman. For example, her face was more rigid and frozen for 10,000 years. She held her lips, and her eyes fell on her face. She saw the seriousness of her face and her tight muscles gradually slowed.

Valerie cleaned the blood near the wound, sprinkled the hemostatic powder, and raised her head, “This wound is too deep, or should I stitch it up? Can I get a needle? ”

“In the medicine box.” Sovo lifted his chin.

Valjen followed his instructions and looked at the blind crate next to him. Open the box, and Valjen sees bottle jars of different sizes, most of which are light blue tiny porcelain bottles.

There were no lights lit in the house, only the moonlight that came in through the window gap, Van Yan finally touched what he wanted. He really didn't have the ability to go through the needle thread blindly, so he got up and opened the window, such as the moonlight of water spilled into the house, and his visibility was slightly higher.

Throughout the needle in the moonlight, half of it did not succeed. I was helpless, “Can there be a light? ”

Suvomer took the needle in her hand quietly, and he slipped it in easily and asked her, "How long? ”

“Three feet.” Valentine.

Suv intercepted the wire and handed the needle to Valjen.

Valjen took the needle thread, squatted down and pinched the flesh with two fingers, skilfully starting to stitch.

Since the era of Huaqiao, there has been surgery and stitched prototype. TCM has not handled this kind of trauma worse than Western medicine. Although Datang's current medical level is generally lower than that of future generations, Huaqiao's affairs are well known. It should not be particularly novel to hold a stitch of needle thread, at least there is a needle thread in Suva's medicine box, and Zhenyan won't think he used it to sew clothes.

Sovo also cooperated very well, and Valjen moved extremely quickly.

“You...” Van Yan stood up straight and turned his voice, "Let's be even. ”

She's not afraid of anything, but she doesn't want to make meaningless sacrifices, and don't know too much about people like Suva.

Sovo sounded cold, "And an umbrella. ”

Valentine nodded, “Tomorrow at dark, I'll throw my umbrella in the woods. ”

Van Yan felt that the umbrella must have important significance for Sovo. Otherwise, seeing as he abandoned such an expensive sword didn't hurt at all, how could he care about an umbrella in the district? Maybe he's not a cold-blooded man either.

Out of the woods, it was already the end of the hike, Valjen washed her hands in the wooden pot in the yard and quietly returned to her bedroom.

The moon is quiet and everything is quiet.

The next day, Valjen woke up with a scream of stabbing. She climbed out of her quilt and walked into the yard dressed in plain clothes. She frowned and asked, “What happened? ”

Little white man said, “Shit, the slave woke up the lady, but... but the slave found a basin of water in the yard last night and turned into a basin of blood this morning! ”

After a moment of jealousy, he remembered his impatience to come back last night, with a little blood on his hands, and washed his hands in the basin.

“Then... tip it off.” Valentine.

Xing said anxiously, "Ma'am, when we first stayed in this yard, this happened. Do you want the owner of the restaurant to come and see? Or change the yard? ”

The mountain air was cool and Valentine's sleep quickly dissipated. This matter cannot be explained clearly, nor can you go to the owner of the restaurant. Van Yan had to take out the attitude of the master, coldly said, “Fall down, outside has now passed on my affairs to the boil. If you intend to help, why tell the owner of the restaurant that it is not faster to take them directly to the mountain to reveal the people! ”

Evening Green felt that Van Yan was very reasonable. If the person concerned knew about this, it meant how dangerous it might be to be passed on. Now he quickly lifted up the basin of water, went out the door and poured it into the forest to the south.

There wasn't much blood, it was just mixed up in the water, it was a little scary, and I fell on the ground and I couldn't see anything.

“No one is allowed to say anything about this.” Valentine faded.

Xing Xiang knew what was at stake, so she put the matter to the bottom of her heart. She saw her little face pale and a faint smile on her face. She grabbed her hand and soothed. “Don't panic, it's just a basin of water. Maybe some little nun's moon letter has soiled her clothes, her face is thin, and she snuck away from our yard and washed it. ”

With a blow in her mouth, she sighed in her heart. Xing's imagination was truly beyond the reach of ordinary people. Yue Xin... Why didn't she think of it?

After pouring water in the evening, Xiaoman and I came in to wait for Valjen to comb and wash their clothes.

As soon as it was packed, a little nun stood at the door with her lunch box and sang the Buddha, "Anyone in the yard? Master sent me to deliver breakfast to Lady Valentine! ”

Xing welcomed her out and picked up the food box. “I have a small master to work with. ”

“Amitabha Buddha, the master of the monastery will take early classes. When the sun ends, the master invites the princess to see the master of the monastery.” Little nun.

“What about the master?” Xing Niang listened to her. The owner and the master did not seem to be the same person.

The little nun was very kind, with a faint smile on her face explaining, "Master's legal name is pure grace. In total, there are four directors in the restaurant, one is the owner of the restaurant, one is my master, and one is my uncle, whose legal name is Clear Snow. Uncle Ping Su, another Jinguan master, is fine. The owner also likes to clean up. If Valentine needs anything, go to my master or Uncle Jingxue. ”

“Thank you, Master.” Xing was slightly indebted.

Xiaoni returned a Buddha's gift and looked in the courtyard. Xing asked, "Can I help you find my wife? ”

“Nothing, nothing.” The little nun repeatedly denied it and left in a hurry.

Xing looked at her back strangely, which made her grumble to get into the hospital with her food box. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)