The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor - Chapter 117

[Chapter 119 Let me save you]

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Huaiyin saw Sang Chen’s blushing face, and suddenly remembered the day when he returned to the temple.

“You want to protect that mother.” Huaiyin sat down under the porch and stared at the fallen leaves floating in the water tank in front of her, her glittering eyes also fluctuating with the ripples around the leaves.

Sang Chen blushed, grabbed his robe uneasily, sat down beside him, and listened to the teaching honestly.

Huaiyin looked at his appearance and thought of his character again, her brows never loosened, and her thin lips slightly opened, “That mother doesn’t like you.”

Under Huaiyin’s gaze, Sang Chen’s expression changed slightly. Go white a little.

“If you want to have the power to protect her, you don’t need to enter an official position at all. You don’t need to enter an official position at all. You need to recognize the identity of Cui’s sixth cousin and inherit the title of Ling Zun. You are the descendant of Boling Cui’s direct descendant, and the magistrate is dignified.” Huaiyin’s phoenix eyes turned slightly. , looked at

Sang

Chen with sympathetic eyes, looked at his resisting eyes, and said, “Look, your thoughts about her are nothing more than that.”

This uncle, who has always only talked about Buddhism, speaks so sharply and mercilessly.

Huaiyin didn’t seem to want to stop, “You hate your parents’ vulnerability, your mother’s suicide, your father’s love, and you hate the Cui family for abandoning you, so you don’t want to admit them. But Suiyuan, there are more cruel things in this world than this. You can’t stand such a thing, and you can’t stand all kinds of things that will happen in the future. If that mother really wants to be with you, she will be willing to accompany you to live

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incognito wandering life, but Luo Hua is intentional and ruthless, isn’t she?”

The words were outrageous, and every word was heart-wrenching, which made Sang Chen unable to deal with it for a long time.

Yes, Lang has love and concubine unintentionally.

Huaiyin stretched out his hand to pick up the fallen leaves in the water tank, and Qingyue’s voice was like a Buddha’s voice pointing out a maze, “Whether you admit it or not, you and Xiao Langjun’s background and status are comparable, and in comparison, you are better than his Even more innocent, but you lost from the beginning.”

“Why?” Sang Chen also vaguely knew the result, but he still didn’t understand.

Sang Chen stared at Huaiyin, under the bright sunlight, his whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of holy Buddha light, his phoenix eyes drooped slightly, and the corners of his lips seemed to have a faint smile. This smile contained many complex meanings, like It’s a memory, like joy, like regret…

He said, “You love her, so you hurried to propose a kiss. Is she happy?”

If you like someone, you should think about what she thinks. After all, here There is no winning or losing in this kind of thing,

Sang Chen just doesn’t understand what Ran Yan thinks or what she thinks.

“Only if you are in love with each other can you be unswerving. If you just entangle yourself, you will end up hurting others.” His own reflection in the water is a little ecstatic.

Sang Chen’s face suddenly brightened, and his eyes regained his expression, “I understand! Thank you, Uncle Huaiyin.”

Huaiyin retracted her thoughts, turned her head to look at Sang Chen, and saw that he happily performed a Buddhist salute, He put on his sandals and ran out quickly.

Huaiyin frowned slightly, and didn’t think he understood anything at all, otherwise he wouldn’t be so happy at all, but thinking that Sang Chen always thought differently from others, he didn’t ask more about it.

Sang Chen excitedly ran out of Yuncong Temple and went up to Yingmei Nunnery. Just as he ran to the foot of the mountain, it suddenly became dark in front of him. Someone covered him with a cloth bag. Before he had time to struggle, the back of his neck hurt and he lost consciousness. .

The man quickly put the limp Sang Chen into a cloth bag, carried it up, and fell into the forest after several ups and downs.

The autumn wind is sassy, and there is a sad cloud in Yingmei Nunnery.

In the already depressed nunnery, there were only the nuns in charge, one died, and the other had not been cleared of suspicion. Fortunately, there was no major event to preside over in the nunnery, and Jingxue could survive alone.

Ran Yan was lying on the couch bored, looking at the roof, her right forearm hurt.

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Ran Yan was stunned for a moment, and lowered her eyes to see a bright blood flower blooming on the plain white cloth on her arm.

“Xing Niang?” Ran Yan called.

Ran Yan pulled up her covered arm, and instructed: “I want to take a nap for a while, don’t disturb me with anything.”

Xing Niang responded, closed the window, and after the curtain was lowered, she backed out gently.

The door closed with a squeak, and the black clothes on the beam fell like fallen leaves, and blood stains spread out on the embroidered quilt as he fell.

Ran Yan looked at the handsome face lying in front of her with no blood on her face, and couldn’t help but whisper, “Su Fu!”

Su Fu opened his eyes, smiled at her, and said in a hoarse voice, “I know I don’t. I should come to you, but in this world, I think carefully, and only you can collect the body for me.”

Ran Yan frowned and looked at him, there was no scar on his body.

“It’s an internal injury.” Su Fu took off his icy defenses. At this time, he seemed so fragile and tenacious, just like Ran Yan had seen himself in his dreams countless times.

Su Fu saw the long flute placed beside the couch, and picked it up, his thumb gently opened Xiao’s mouth, and a slender short knife popped out.

“Ayan, can I call you like this?” The knife light illuminated his eyes, like a cold pool.

“It’s up to you.” Ran Yan sat up cross-legged, looking at the man who was seriously injured but still indifferent, she couldn’t help frowning, “Is your injury still medical or not?”

Su Fu’s lips overflowed with blood again, reflecting With a pale face, he looked extremely bewitching. He raised his hand and erased it indiscriminately. He walked to the window with a short knife and said, “Tomorrow at noon, in the grass ten miles away, please collect the body for me. This kind of thing, I Su Fu Laisheng is about to

jump out of the window, when his waist suddenly tightened, and then he felt the soft body behind him, and Ran Yan’s deep voice came, “Let me save you. Well, I’d rather save people than collect corpses.”

When she went to the hospital, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com also dreamed of being an angel in white, but later she was assigned to the forensic profession. From the beginning of rejection, to her habit and liking, Ran Yan had dissected thousands of corpses and rescued the There are very few living people.

Su Fu suddenly laughed lightly, he let Ran Yan hold it, put his hand on the window lattice, and swallowed the blood pouring into his mouth, “I thought that my life would end if I got rid of that person’s control. A new beginning… It’s as simple as I thought, I just fell from a hell to a deeper and more tormented hell.”

He said, suddenly turned around, stretched his arms around Ran Yan, lowered his head and buried his face at her neck.

After holding this position for a long time, a cool breeze blew in from the crack of the window. Ran Yan felt a heat flow from between her neck to her back, and the sweet smell filled her nose.

“Su Fu, Su Fu.” Ran Yan shook him gently.

Su Fu’s tall body was heavily pressed down, and Ran Yan ignored the pain in his hand, and forced him to be flat on the floor to examine it carefully.

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[End of this Chapter]