The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

Huaiyin saw Sangchen's rising red face and suddenly remembered the day he returned to the temple. He saw Sangchen's joyful and sparkling face. His heart stopped.

“You want to protect that woman.” Huai hid in the hallway sat down, staring down at the fallen leaves in the water tank in front of her, and her gaze fluctuated as she circled around the fallen leaves.

Sang Chen blushed and anxiously grabbed the robe, sitting beside him, listening honestly to the reminder.

Wai Hidden looked at him, thinking of his personality, his eyebrows never loosened, his lips slightly revealed, "The woman doesn't like you. ”

In his hidden gaze, Sang Chen's face grew a little white.

“If you want to have the power to protect her, you don't need to buy, recognize the identity of Choi's sixth house son, and inherit your father's title, you are the descendant of the Boring Choi family, the Duke of Tangcheng County.” With a slight twist of her eyes, she looked at Sang Chen with a compassionate eye and looked at the eyes he had resisted, "you see, your thoughts on her are nothing more than that. ”

Sang Chen's face was white and he looked shocked at Huaiyin. He did not think that this master who had always talked only about Buddha law would speak so sharply and without mercy.

Huaiyin doesn't seem to want to stop, “You hate parents too fragile, mothers suicide fathers martyrdom, you hate Choi's abandonment of you, so you don't want to admit them, but in the distance, there are more cruel things in the world than this, you can't stand these things, and you can't stand what happens in the future. If that woman really wanted you, she'd be willing to live with you in a hidden, anonymous, drifting life, but with no mercy, wouldn't she? ”

The words were said against the ear and the words made Sang Chen unable to cope for a long time. Yeah, Lang had a concubine by accident.

Huai Hidden reached out of the fallen leaves in the water tank, the sound of Qing Viet Nam was like pointing to a confused Buddhist voice, “Whether you admit it or not, you and Xiao Lang's background status are not the same, and by comparison, you are cleaner than him, but you lost from the beginning. ”

“Why?” Sang-chen also hid the results, but he never understood.

Sung Chen stared at Huai Hidden, in the bright and shaky sun, he was surrounded by a layer of holy Buddha light, his eyes slightly dripping, his lips seemed to smile slightly, this smile with many complex meanings, like memories, like joy, like regret...

And he said, "You admire her, so you rush to bring up the kiss. Is she happy? ”

If you like someone, you should think about what she thinks. In any case, there is nothing to lose in this kind of thing. Sun Chen just doesn't understand what Van thinks and doesn't understand what she wants.

“It is only through mutual pleasure that we can remain steadfast. If it's just an entanglement, in the end, it's just an injury.” Hidden fallen leaves from the water are thrown over thick accumulated leaves, watching their own reflections in the water, somewhat divine.

Sang Chen was perfectly happy and his eyes regained their splendor. “I get it! Thank you, Uncle Huai! ”

Huaihui retracted his thoughts and looked at Sangchen on his side. He saw a Buddhist gift of joy and ran away quickly with his shoes on.

With a slight frown, I didn't think he understood anything. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so happy at all, but thinking that Sun Chen always thought differently from others, he didn't ask more about it.

Sung Chen leapt out of the cloud from the temple, went to the shadow plum restaurant, just ran to the foot of the mountain, suddenly it was dark in front of him, someone covered him with cloth bag, still the future and struggle, back neck pain, suddenly unconscious.

The man quickly put the paralyzed munchen in a cloth bag, carried it up, and several landings fell into the woods.

The autumn breeze is brisk, and the clouds of sadness are misty in the shadow plum.

In Ben's depressed nunnery, the only three leading nuns, one dead, one not yet cleared of suspicion, fortunately, there is nothing important to preside over in the nunnery, and the pure snow can survive.

Valjen lay bored on her bed, staring at the roof, her right arm hurting for a moment.

Tap.

His face glistened and his eyes glanced at a bright blossom on the plain white cloth on his arm.

“Sister Xing?” Valjen called.

Valjen pulled up the quilt and covered her arms, commanding, "I'm going to take a nap, and don't bother me with anything. ”

Xing answered and closed the window. After putting the curtain down, she gently retreated out.

The door was squeaky and closed. The black clothes on the house beam drifted like fallen leaves. A little bit of blood fell as he fell and blossomed on the embroidery.

Van looked at himself lying in front of him, without a bloody handsome face. He couldn't help but whisper, “Suv! ”

Su Fu opened his eyes and smiled lightly at her. The dry mute voice said, “I know I shouldn't have come to you, but in this world, I think about it carefully, and only you can collect my body. ”

Van frowned and looked at him without a scratch.

“It's an internal injury.” Sovo removed his cold defenses, at a time when he seemed so fragile and tough, as if he had seen himself in his dreams countless times.

Su Fu saw Xiao hanging by his bed and picked it up. He gently opened his thumb and a slender knife popped out.

“Yan, can I call you that?” The knife brightened his eyes like a cold pool.

“Whatever.” Sitting on his knees, he looked at this man who was seriously injured, but still faint. He couldn't help but tighten his eyebrows. “Are you still cured? ”

The corner of Suvo's lips was spilled with blood, reflecting a pale face. He looked incredibly evil. He lifted his hand and erased it. He walked to the window with a knife. He turned around and said, "Tomorrow at noon, in the grass ten miles away, please collect the body for me. Well, I, Sovo, was born with a grass title ring. ”

He was trying to leap out of the window, his waist was suddenly tight, and then he felt the soft body sticking behind him, and the sound of his face was coming, "Let me save you, I'd rather save people than collect corpses. ”

When she went to medical school, she also dreamed of being an angel in white, but then she was reassigned to the forensic medicine profession, from beginning to reject, to later habits and likes, Braun dissected thousands of corpses, but few survivors were saved.

Su Fu suddenly smiled softly. He let his face hold him, his hands held on the window, and he swallowed the blood from the entrance. "I thought that without that person's control, I would have a new beginning in my life... It was too simple for me to think, I just went from a hell to a deeper and more painful one. ”

He said, suddenly turning to God, holding Valjen with his arms extended, his head dropped and his face buried around her neck.

This position was held for a long time, and a cool breeze blew in the window seam, and Valjen felt a heat flow flowing from her neck to her spine, and the sweet smell lingered on her nose.

“Sovo, Sovo.” Valjen swayed him gently.

Su Volkswagen's tall body sank down, and Valjen couldn't handle the pain on his hand. He flattened him on the floor and carefully checked.

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Author's remarks: This chapter took me a long time to publish. Generally speaking, Van Yan did not obscure anyone. Everyone's relationship is very ordinary, not to mention obscure, only Su Fu, mainly the men are arguing, and in this dispute, they did not treat Van Yan's emotions deeply enough to die. Seeing many people urge me to decide on the male owner, I have also been suffering. Is it not an opportunity to set it down, but think about it, still feel like following the original set development.

Pull all over your body and change your rhythm can create significant vulnerabilities. Unlike Maggie, Maggie is talking about the fixed male lead, white vegetarian is also a passionate female lead, and Jean is a slow hot person, and her emotions are very sensible. At first sight, the probability of this kind of affection happening to her is very small. Sleeve paper wants to write different love, and now it is still handled very evenly. Don't count on the female lead to get it done. In fact, trying to distinguish male lead is not difficult, you can see the degree of fit.

Three men set Sun Chen as white, just as the light was pure, beautiful and desirable, Suva as black, hidden in darkness, doing the darkest things, never seeing the sun, and Xiao Song as gray, he stood in an upright position, but had to do some dark things, hypocritical, cunning.

Readers think differently, naturally there will be different supporters, sleeve paper or according to their original outline, gradually to tell you about the female lead's emotions and career progress...

Hmm... after several nights of continuous insomnia, I finally calmed down, I think since it's not yet time to fall in love, it's not hard, lest people feel harder watching it.

Well, that's it. (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.)