The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

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The wind caught the rain star, fell on the bluestone board, and quickly opened the flower.

They just hid under the eaves, the rain was like pouring, and there was no one to see the shadows outside the ground. The rain and the sky were pulled up between the heavens and the earth. The wind blew the rain curtain like smoke, fog, dust. Just like the crepe.

"A big rain!" Sang Chen looked up at the pouring rain outside, and the face was full of excitement. "Suzhou sees such a refreshing rain!"

Yan Yan silently looked at the silk on his feet and soaked in the rain. There were many things in his mind, and the people around him did not exist.

After the time of about four teas, the rain still did not slow down.

This kind of heavy rain, the squat is only about the width of the foot, almost can not stop anything, the place below the knees, quickly wet by the rain.

In this way, it is better not to go directly to the rain. Yan Yan pulled the soapy silk sticking to his body and turned to Sangchen. "You are hiding here. I am going to find the night green, and by the way I buy two umbrellas." ""

"This kind of thing, let it go!" Sang Chen put the toolbox close to the gate, especially hard and honest: "Go back when you go down."

After all, it’s not like waiting for Yan’s answer, but it’s like rushing into the rain.

When Yan Yan went to the mouth, she swallowed it back. She wanted to say that she would lend him a bucket to stop the rain, and look at the figure that disappeared into the rain in the blink of an eye. Yan Yan muttered: "It is really a rabbit."

For a moment, she had not regained her gaze, and there was another person coming from the rain curtain in the direction of Sanchen’s disappearance. Yan Yanyuan thought that it was Sangchen’s rabbit who had made another mistake and could not help but frown. However, when the man walked to the far away, he found that he was wearing an umbrella and could not see his face, but it was not Sang Chen.

The wide-sleeve robe, walking calmly, like a walk in the rain, seems to be very slow, but soon it is already close.

Yan Yan has not yet reacted, the man's oil paper umbrella has been blocked in front of her, she can not help but back a small half step, the entire back has been attached to Zhumen.

The person under the umbrella did not expect to stand still at the door, looking at the wet silky skirt under the skirt, slightly raised the umbrella and looked at Yan Yan.

The man was wearing a Li-colored round robe suit, and the ink was like a satin and a half-dress. The skin was white and fat. The thin nose was high above the nose. The long eyebrows slanted into the shackles. The facial features were generally clear, but the eyes were dark. In the middle of the faint blue, like a thousand years of cold pool, he was faint, and it was like falling into an ice cave.

It’s just that this eye makes Yan Yan live. She has seen many good-looking people. For her, people are beautiful and ugly, but the body bones, muscles are not correct, and the skin is not good. Great attraction, but in front of this person, every place is born just right, if it is a corpse, Yan Yan will never bear the knife.

Yan Yan set his mind and forced himself to throw away the things he wanted.

Although at first glance, the difference between this man and the ordinary person is only excessively long-lasting, but Yan Yan can conclude that this person has Hu lineage, otherwise it is impossible to have such skin and eyelids.

It’s just like an instant, but it’s like a long time.

The man walked down to the porch and put away his umbrella. As if no one raised his hand and knocked on the door, hey, very regular voice, and he screamed in silence, but he jumped in the heart of Yan Yan, making her jump. Feeling nervous.

With a bang, the door opened, and a small probe came out. When you saw the coming person, you greeted politely. "Su pharmacist is well."

"Yeah." The male voice was cold, just like his eyes.

He stepped into the door and took a moment to retreat and put the umbrella in his hand in front of Yan Yan.

This is a plain oil-paper umbrella. It doesn't look like any decoration. It looks very unlucky, but the purple-black handle has a faint glow, and the plain umbrella surface is a little noble.

"Thank you." Yan Yan did not shirk, and reached out.

The man, known as the Su Pharmacist, did not answer and turned and entered the door.

The little cockroach looked at the back of the pharmacist's back, slightly sighed and smacked and said: "This little girl, can I come in and avoid it?"

"No, thank you for your kindness." Yan Yandao.

Although she adjusted her tone to the most enthusiastic state, she was still cold when she heard it.

Xiao Yan saw no more questions, and returned to the hospital to close the door.

Yan Yan looked down at the oil-paper umbrella in her hand. The handle of the umbrella seemed to be Zizhu. It didn't seem to be the usual Zizhu. The purple was covered with purple, which made her think of the eyes.

Yan Yan did not take the other umbrellas of the Tang Dynasty, but I am sure that not every umbrella is so heavy.

Yan Yan grabbed a strong umbrella handle, and the touch was cold and soft, which seemed to tell its preciousness. Yan Yan held the umbrella with one hand, and the other hand was about to pick up the toolbox. Suddenly he thought that he still didn't know the identity of the other person. Who should the umbrella be returned to?

Thinking, she reached for a few knocks on the door panel.

After a while, Xiao Yan opened the door again, and saw it still, and asked with patience: "What else is there?"

"I would like to find a pharmacist in the future, where to go?" Yan Yandao.

The little brow wrinkled, looking up and down the costumes of the face, seeing that she was just an ordinary cloth, and thought that Yan Yan was not fascinated by the pharmacist's color, but he wanted to climb the rich, and the sound could not help but be cold. To be unkind and honest: "It’s just an umbrella. The pharmacist is the fiancee set by my aunt, how many umbrellas my mother can afford!"

Said a slamming door.

Mother bought an umbrella for Su Pharmacist? I dare to be awkward... I don’t know why, I feel a little disappointed in my heart, and a man with such a cold look doesn’t seem to be willing to do something to others.

Yan Yan knew that the little sister was misunderstood, and he no longer found boring. He held the umbrella and held the toolbox and fell into the rain.

Heavy rain hit the umbrella surface, the impulse is not small, so that the umbrella that is very heavy is more difficult to master. When Yan Yan used to dissect the brain of the body, holding the chainsaw with one hand for half an hour is not a problem, but now it is a Thousands of gold bodies are much weaker than before, so it is very difficult to get up.

Yan Yan gritted his teeth for a moment, out of the lane, and suddenly opened in front of him, not far from the door of the East City. From afar, I saw the late green of a ginger-colored dark flower skirt standing under the roof of the medical hall.

"Mother?" Even if Yan Yan still had a power fence, the evening green would recognize it at a glance, and rushed into the rain to take over the umbrella and box in the face of Yan Yan, and could not help but exclaimed, "Where is the umbrella I found? , so heavy!"

"Good people borrowed." Yan Yan walked under the eaves and reached out to wring the skirt full of water.

In the evening, I picked up the umbrella and suddenly remembered something. I was angry and said: "Is Mr. Sang going back? How can he leave her mother alone!"

Yan Yan gave a slight glimpse, "He didn't come over?"

After coming out of the alley, it was the gate of the East City, and the late green was under the medical house that was very close to the entrance. There were few people on the ground. Yan Yan saw her far away. Sang Chen had no reason to see it?

Late green and calm: "The slaves stood here for more than an hour, and they are all looking forward to wearing the autumn water. If Mr. Sang comes over, the slaves cannot be seen!"

Sang Chen is thin and long, and she is very handsome. Even if she walks in the crowd, it is very conspicuous. If she is not seen in the evening, I am afraid he has not come.

"Hou is going back first?" Late Green guessed.

Sang Chen said that he was looking for a green umbrella to buy two umbrellas. Although he was a bit of a critical moment, Yan Yan felt that it should not be so unreliable.

"First wait. I want you to find a place where you can make a needle. Can you have a look?"

The evening green squats down to help her screw the water, while twisting the side: "The original slaves felt that the things that the mother wanted were strange, and thought it was difficult to find. Who knows that the slaves went to the shop and asked, it was unusual. The treasurer said that some people Married mother, family, but want to fill the facade, they will go to find the paving into a hollow gold wire, silver wire, the things that are made are both good-looking and material."

"How long does it take to get a needle?" In the heart of the heart, I can't really ignore the wisdom and crafts of the ancients. Many beautiful craftsmanship, modern, I am afraid no one can make it.

The evening green straightened up, proudly took out a brocade box from the arms and handed it to Yan Yan. "The shopkeeper said that it would take two days, but I said that I am the acolyte of my family, plus my water mill, the treasurer. I personally gave me a call."

Yan Yan opened the brocade box, and the red brocade on the inside put a small silver needle! Its size and shape, in addition to the needle is slightly thicker than the modern needle, the other requirements with Yan Yan actually did not go far!

"The slaves told the shopkeeper to make this thing harder, and the treasurer dissolved some iron into it. The mother looked unfit?" asked Green.

Yan Yan pinched one, tried it, and said with satisfaction: "It is not only hard, but also good in size and shape."

Yan Yan will hand over the cover to the late green and let her close.

A big problem was solved, and Yan Yan’s mood was much better. Even the bunch of things that Sang Chen had caused to her today, together with his current ignorance, were not taken seriously.

Yan Yanzheng and the late green discuss to find Sangchen, the street suddenly sounded the hooves.

The carriage was driven past Yan Yan, splashing the face and the green water. Late green eyes see Yan Yan just wring up the skirt and wet, and now the fire smashed up, rushed to the carriage and said: "Which car! Splashing people with a water to go! Driving in the city to play the board There is still no Wang Fa in the eyes!"

The sound of the late green was penetrating, and the carriage stopped and turned back.

Yan Yan sighed, I hope that if the owner of the carriage is reasonable, if it is unreasonable, I am afraid that today is a very difficult thing!

"Seventeen mother!" The carriage stopped, and a handsome face was found in the window, and across the rain curtain, she looked at Yan Yan with joy.

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