The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

Van Yen thinks about all the cases, but these cases are different now. It's not her turn to point fingers and feet, but she can think about it. It's time to go.

After dinner, Valjen had just taken out her cock and was ready to practice a few times, and heard a rushing knock.

“Valjen!” Liu Qingsong cried out for a soul-like voice from the outside.

Green frowned at night, and Hula opened the door. "Dr. Liu, you can't just call the maid's name! ”

In the Tang Dynasty, the name of a woman is usually her last name plus ranking. For example, if she is a woman, she will call her seventeenth mother and daughter if she is intimate. Generally, only relatives can call her girlfriend's name.

Liu Qingsong such as this was immediately placed in the “light float” by the late green, to the woman, is disrespectful, no different than playing the good girl.

“Let's find a place to talk about this later. Let me say something important to your wife first!” Liu Qingsong said to open the evening green.

Night green where is the vegetarian master, a fierce hand pushed him out of the door, bang shut the door, “Don't think you are Xiao's doctor, I am afraid of you, ate a few leopards, dare to lighten our wife! ”

Liu Qingsong was pushed out of the door and reacted with a half-hour shock. He didn't expect the little girl to have such great strength, let alone understand what she thinks of their wife.

Green snorted at night, or went inside to inform Van Yan, “Ma'am, Dr. Liu wants to see you, do you see him or not? ”

“So loud, I heard myself, let him go outside.” Valjen put down her cock and stood up and walked out.

Green flat mouth at night, though reluctant, still pulled the door open, turned a white eye at Liu Qingsong, “Come in. ”

Liu Qingsong didn't want to compare with her now. He ran into the house with a big box and was excited to see Van Yan. “This case is quite interesting. Should we go to the autopsy together? ”

Valjen looked at him and slightly frowned, indicating that he would continue.

“I say you should be a little more conscious as a woman! Forget the cold ice, it's still so pale...” Liu Qingsong was somewhat dissatisfied, said, greeted Valjen's cold and dark eyes, swallowed all the rest of the words back, and turned around, “Tell me about the beggar who died today. ”

Liu Qingsong nodded and began to say, "The beggar's name is Liu Wen, ranked thirteen among the people, is a well-known common descendant of the Liu family in Jushui County. Liu Wen has been talented and talented since he was 13 years old and won the exam. He was studied in the state by a Confucian. Liu Wen is said to have a good reputation in the state. His teacher intends to take the baccalaureate exam at the age of 16. Unfortunately, just a month before he reached the age of 16, he went on a trip to the suburbs with several friends. During this time, for no reason, he was removed from one of his eyes and described as scary. He was suspended by the post-state school decree. Soon after, he was expelled from the Liu family...”

Liu Qingsong smiled and took the tea in Green's hands at night and drank it up.

“Just because of the disfigurement, state school and family kicked him out?” Valjen sees no reason whatsoever for this. How can state studies and families be so prestigious that they can do such blatant things with their spinal bones?

“After Liu Wen's disfigurement, his character was said to have become very volatile and violent. He was forced to drop out of school, returned home to rest for six months. Unfortunately, instead of peace and quiet, Liu Wen's character became more distorted, returned to state school six months later, had an argument with the same window, seriously injured two people, and was ordered to drop out of school shortly after returning to his home. He fought continuously with his brothers in the tribe, and was sent to guard his ancestral tomb. ”

It can be said that Liu Wen's brilliant prospect was a cruise to the suburbs when he was fifteen years old, and since then he has been abandoned by the world forever.

From the proud son of heaven to the swamp of darkness and sunshine, his face was ruined, and few could stand up frankly, not to mention that he was only a 15-six-year-old teenager.

“What about the autopsy results?” Van asked.

“It's poisoning, arsenic.” Liu Qingsong answered very briefly, but then curiously, “The time of death did not exceed six hours. Strangely, he looked quiet and even seemed to have a faint smile. Was it poison that made people laugh when they died? Like laughing half-step or something...”

Vincent frowned slightly, ignoring the thought that he had unconsciously begun to dissipate, and turned to ask, “Can't the time of death be shortened any longer? Did you check the scene of the death? Did you identify the embroidery who found the body? ”

Liu Qingsong said, “Dr. Van, I'm just a young man, not a coroner. It's already good to be able to do this. ”

Valjen's lips stared at him. Is this the legendary master of autopsies?

Her cold eyes stared at her and Liu Qingsong waved. "I'm really scared of you. I just went to see the body this afternoon for a preliminary examination. The lieutenant of Song County said I had to ask Liu's opinion. After all, I was just evicted from the house, and I didn't know if I had been removed from the clan, I couldn't move the body randomly. However, I think most of them are delisted, otherwise he can't be left out to order food, embarrass the family, if you can dissect it, do you want to do the knife? ”

“Do you think I can do this?” Valentine faded.

Liu Qingsong glanced at Valjen and hung his arm. He said, “Why don't I dissect it and you watch? ”

Van Yan was a little moved. Liu Qingsong saw the letter and hastily continued to stir it up. “You just need to look at it. If you have any questions, why don't you come back and study it? ”

“I'm leaving here early tomorrow morning.” Looking at the moonlight spilled in from the outside, Van Yang guessed that the ground could walk overnight, and that the roads radiating from Luoyang to the surrounding area were very flat, some were still slate roads, which was not difficult.

“But tattoos, the strange faces of beggars, these are really not easy to meet.” Liu Qingsong was ordered to come and look after Valjen's wounds. If Xiao Song was told to abandon his face for an autopsy, would he believe it?

Based on past experience - definitely not!

“Really?” This kind of thing happens all the time, she is only interested in strange human body. She doesn't care how complicated the case is and how excited it is, but she won't eat the words when she promises to teach Liu Qingsong the autopsy, “arsenic poisoning is very painful, the beggar's death looks very quiet, even laughing, but so? ”

“Exactly.” Liu Qingsong nodded.

“Why do you have to think about drugs? Perhaps what he experienced before he died made him forget his pain and leave in peace. As you said before, Liu Wen's mental aspects have been severely traumatized. Is there any mental illness yet to be known, perhaps self-inflicted poison? Or do you think it's a relief? It could also be drugged after someone else killed him, if you think he was killed, can you find evidence of his killing?” Valentine.

The human spirit is fragile and fragile enough to be overwhelmed, yet sometimes powerful enough to make one ignore all physical suffering.

Liu Qingsong carefully recalled, his face rarely looked serious, "I heard there were no signs of struggle at the scene, and there were no signs of violence on Liu Wen's body. You suspect he committed suicide? ”

“No.” Van immediately denied, "The order of mind of a coroner was, 'kill him first, then commit suicide', with a skeptical attitude, to find all the evidence on the body. There were no signs of violence on the body, and he might have been fooled into eating foods containing arsenic, and the best way to support that was to dissect the stomach. ”

Identifying the gastric contents of a corpse is the quality of every qualified forensic physician.

“What is stomach content? It's a few times more erosive than eating and vomiting. Sometimes you need to use an instrument to distinguish the ingredients, and in Datang, you have to rely on luck. In the case of death within four hours of eating, it is also possible to distinguish the type of food shape.” Valjen explained slowly.

Liu Qingsong was a little nauseous. He had previously dissected them based on his knowledge of the human body to discover their abnormalities, but he never dissected them all.

“I think… you actually speak very little.” Liu Qingsong felt that Van Yan had deliberately said that it was clogging him.

Professionally, Valjen has never been stingy with words. He can say as much detail as he can. He can say as much sharpness as he can. The more straightforward, the better.

As for life, so does Valjen, who does not hide his words in his stomach when necessary, and likewise does not like to say anything superfluous.

Night Green listened beside her, but did not pay too much attention to the meaning of Valentine's words. She had a trance for a moment, and the person in front of her was not her wife at all.

Liu Qingsong trembled back to his house and left behind his ever-loving evening snack. For the first time, he hated how his imagination was so rich!

“Sin! It's my parents' fault. It's great to have my brain!” Liu Qingsong looked at several dishes and pressed down the sour water flowing up in his stomach. He simply buried his head in a quilt.

The night was all right, and the next morning, as Valjen had expected, the wagon carrying the goods had been parked near the official road.

After Valjen had finished breakfast, Erdong came and asked her to board the carriage.

Liu Qingsong dragged the box full of mugs and also climbed into his carriage. He ordered the driver to go, "Follow Van's convoy, I'll sleep a little longer. ”

Renmeiyu slept for two full days, recovered brilliantly, looked radiant and had little knowledge of the murders in the town, so a bright red shirt with a smile flowers became the brightest color in the entire gray town.

Wan Miyu thought that he would be in Chang 'an in more than ten days. He was happy. He couldn't help but urge Wan Yunsheng. "Brother Shi, let's go! ”

Silver bell-like laughter draws the sidelines of the passers-by.

Van Yan, supported by the green at night, was just about to board the carriage and suddenly heard a sober voice and human theory behind him, "It's not about the inn, why not let people live? I can't afford to pay... you, don't do it manually... I will..."

Before she could get in the carriage, she listened to a crisp voice and said, "Lady Valentine? ”

It's an illusion? Vaughn turned around and saw the Qing Junlang who attacked the grey round neck robe. He was infarcted by the neck. His face was a little reddish. At the moment he saw Vaughn, he turned into a surprise smile. A pair of clear eyes seemed to have ripples, “Ma'am!” (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.)