The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

Xiao Song saw that Lady Si's face changed slightly and went on to say, “The drugged person does not seem to intend to put his aunt to death, but his heart is sinister. This is a matter in the people, and the Ministry of Criminal Justice is not involved. I'm a junior. How can I be a junior? ”

If this is a matter within the clan, there are so many elders present, how can it not be his turn to reach out to control it, if let him handle it, that is to say, if you dare to hand it over, I dare to control it.

This statement is only beautiful in face, in fact it is a threat, but the Fourth Lady is in a hurry at this moment, and there is not necessarily a deep thought, “You are right, come on, go ask Shiro. ”

“Yes." The waiter's orders left in a hurry.

“Fourth Lady!” Spring came running in, and seeing so many people in the house was a little difficult, “the slave struggled and asked for a few whispers. ”

The Fourth Lady's head was slightly jawy, and in the spring she immediately came over and whispered a few words.

The Fourth Lady was surprised and shrugged. She said to Xiao Song, “Well, I have a few words with my niece. ”

“Aunt Four is lightweight.” Xiao Song patted Valjen's back lightly, wondering whether to comfort her or reassure herself.

Mrs. Dongyang was poisoned by Lei Gongfu. She must have lost blood. Even though Van Yang guessed the result, she didn't say it. She walked aside with Lady Four and waited to hear from her.

“In the spring, the madam is covered in blood, I wonder if there is any obstacle?” The Fourth Lady asked. She didn't believe in Yan Yang's younger female medicine either, but she just saw that her needle was fast and steady, and her face remained the same. At this moment, the doctor had not arrived, so she put her hopes on Yan Yan for the time being.

"Nothing's going to happen for a while," said Van, "but if we can't find the source of the poison, if we keep taking it, we could die at any time. ”

Thunder Vine can be used to treat diseases such as rheumatoid arthritis, but in general it is all topical, and the doctor will not give the patient an oral dose easily, even if Mrs. Dongyang needs to treat the disease, there will be no oral poisoning.

“That's good.” The Fourth Lady was slightly relieved.

Mrs. Dongyang is also a poor person. She was only 19 years old when Xiaojing Emperor Xiaojing died quietly in solitude. She was alone to this day. Because of her special identity, the attitude of the people towards her was respectful and alienating, and perhaps that is why it created the appearance of a high degree of remorse.

Mrs. Dongyang observed the festival of the Xiaojing Emperor, and the Xiao clan was sincerely grateful to her. The Fourth Lady naturally can't let her get under her nose for three lengths or two.

“How's Mother? ”

A man's impatient voice broke the quiet in the house, and Valjean turned back and was seeing a handsome young man, 20 years old, pulling in the spring with impatience, with sweat all over his white forehead.

Young man in a round neck, wide sleeve robe, wide shoulder, narrow waist, long body, Van Yan just saw one side, he felt like a beautiful man like a jade, loose figure, face like the moon, no worse than Xiao Xiao Song.

“Shiro, Madame has no fear of her life.” Spring hastily appeased.

Xiao Shiro's tight body relaxed a little and walked over to greet the Fourth and Sixth Ladies.

Shortly afterwards, Xiao Xiao hurried over with the doctor. He is a near-rare old man with limited energy. Xiao Fu has been in the autumn of many things lately. In today's state, he feels like he is about to run out of lights, which makes the whole family even more disturbed.

“Are you all free to do nothing! Whatever you're standing there for, go back.” Xiao Xiao was a little angry, and when he came, he stared at the crowd.

“Let's go.” Xiao Song somehow reached Van Yan and shook her hand and flashed out of the crowd.

Xiao Song slipped through the wall and easily stepped out of the hall. "Let's do a wall look at this. ”

“I always felt like someone was dragging me down.” She smiled bitterly, wondering if it was intuition or in such a state of tension that she began to suffer from paranoid paranoia.

“Afraid?” Xiao Song held her hand tightly and asked.

Valjen shook her head, she used to be a medical practitioner, generally dealing with capital crimes, and some family members would retaliate against her if they did not accept the verdict. Sneaking a stalker, trying to make her reputation stink, you're welcome. On one occasion, he took over the body of a gang leader who died in an attack and sued him for autopsy.

Several knives in the person, the wounds were serious, but Valjen found out that he had died of a ruptured cerebrovascular tumor. His brothers thought that she had been bought, and then changed several forensic examinations, still the same result, but the group could not swallow the breath, and sprinkled fire on the face.

It's not much different now than it was then, not to mention the fact that there's a man around who can be trusted and depended on.

“Not afraid.” Valentine.

The two smiled at each other, holding hands in the sunset and evening summer, passing through a monsoon garden and going into their own yard.

The night gradually descends, precipitating the hustle and bustle of the day, and the evening of the Lanling is quiet and dark, with hints of orchids, like the undisputed source of peach blossoms.

Xiao Song and Valjen lay on their couches after bathing. Tang Dynasty aristocracy is large, more than a dozen sleepers are still relaxed, fine and dense bamboo curtains draped on all sides, blocking this platform above the ground, with thick grass seats, quilts and a thin, tall landing lantern in the corner of the bamboo curtain to illuminate it.

Valjen leaned against the box on the couch to read the book. Xiao Song looked at Valjen from time to time while lying on his back.

“Madam.” Xiao Song moaned and stared at Xiu Mei's side face, covered in warm light, calling softly.

“Hmm?” Van turned a page and looked up at the bored man.

Just newly married, Xiao Song naturally wanted to do the marital thing, but Madam just passed away. Although he was a bit unrestrained, he was a very filial person. Naturally, he would not be able to control his desire at this time, but he just didn't have the heart to do anything else.

“Let's talk.” Xiao Song half-studded himself, holding his head with his hands, lying on his side, his collared coat spread apart, revealing a large fine chest, two points of his chest hidden, evocative.

Valjen glanced and quickly moved her eyes away, "Okay. ”

Xiao Song patted a spot in front of him, "Yan, sit here. ”

If she felt like sitting there, even if he could stand it, she wouldn't be able to stand it. Though she thought so, her body acted first and moved past.

“What book are you reading?” Xiao Song reached for her slim waist and rubbed it gently.

Valjen photographed his hand and said, "Liu Qingsong has collected a lot of medical books on Qi. ”

“Liu Pingjean was transferred to the capital.” Xiao Song laughed and his eyes bent, his black eyes flashed and looked very sly, “he became the Prince's middle-class man. ”

From a four-pint state stabbing history to a five-point prince, it's a demotion, not a promotion, but it's a great pleasure to put everyone on hold. How can an outposted official compare to an official close to the Center for Political Rights? Moreover, Liu Pinjean could not be unhappy with the prince's middle-class servants, which is to urge the prince to live, learn, and carry out all aspects of political affairs.

“Mix your worries.” Valjen sighed. It would be a good thing if Li Chenggan had a solid position, but the situation is not so optimistic.

“That's none of our business, Liu Pinzhen came from Suzhou, naturally understood the terroir, and some small things that happened in Suzhou...” Xiao Songxiang laughed. (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.)