Chief Assistant Daddy: Mother Koi is a big villain

The iron rod the size of a little finger was burned to the point of being almost transparent by the charcoal fire, and became a tiny light source in the dark room. Even though the other end of the stick was made of wood, the person holding the stick could still feel the scorching heat. But he still didn't change his face, and poked such an iron rod on the man's shoulder with his backhand.

The soldering iron made a sizzling sound when it touched the flesh, and the burnt smell filled the entire space in an instant.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Heart-piercing screams followed.

The other Dali Temple personnel who were helping in the room slightly turned their faces away.

In the darkness, under heavy breathing, the man's screams gradually weakened until they disappeared.

"call--"

I don't know who heaved a sigh of relief.

The stick was casually thrown back into the charcoal stove. Bai Yi glanced at the person lying on the bed and raised his eyebrows: "Dizzy? Wake him up for me."

The doctor who had been on standby raised his hand and wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeve. He bowed his waist and walked forward quickly, and put the medicine box he had been carrying on his back beside him. He was about to check the man's injuries, but found something wrong.

"This, this..." He slapped his head, like a rusty machine, slowly stretched out his hand and landed on the man's nose.

Swish!

He quickly withdrew his hand, and hurried to grab the prisoner's wrist to feel his pulse.

A bright light flashed in Bai Yi's eyes and asked, "How?"

The doctor's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he said in horror: "My lord, this man, this man is already dead!"

"What, dead? How could he die?"

"Master Shaoqing has ordered that this person must live. Doctor Liu, are you mistaken?"

Several temple officials on the side almost jumped up in fright, head to head, wishing to push the doctor back for the patient to see.

Bai Yi raised his eyelids: "I haven't done anything to him yet, and he's already dead? Could it be that he's pretending to be dead, come here, and put on a soldering iron rod."

Si Zhi, who was the striker next to him, stepped forward with small steps. Before he could pick up the stick with both hands, the door behind him was kicked open with a slam.

A voice full of laughter suddenly appeared in my ears.

"Yo, they're all trying the case, why don't you call me to join you?"

As soon as the sound came out, everyone in the room turned their heads in a panic. When they saw the familiar figure, they all shrunk their chins to their chests, wishing there was a crack in the floor for them to crawl in.

Bai Yi, Prime Minister of Dali Temple, wiped off the sweat from his hands by pulling the handkerchief next to him, "It's just an insignificant person, so why bother your lord to do it yourself, just leave it to the people below to do it—"

click.

A small piece of charcoal rolled twice in the basin, embedded in a perfect groove, and the sparks flew around like fireflies, making crackling noises.

But otherwise, the room was silent.

Bai Yi's moustache and the corners of his mouth were straightened together, staring blankly at the iron stick that was only a finger away from his eyes, his calm and stable state of mind was suddenly broken, and dense cold sweat broke out on his back.

Just a little bit...his eye was ruined.

"Master Shaoqing!"

The others also broke out in a cold sweat from fear, and when they realized it, they almost knelt down. They stood motionless on the spot, but they were still persuading: "Lord Shaoqing calm down, Master Bai is also impatient, and wants to get rid of this person." There is something prying out of the mouth, so this method is used."

"Master Shaoqing, don't be impulsive."

Under the confrontation between the two sides, the man in black bypassed the two, walked to the execution bed, and put a hand on the prisoner's neck.

The carotid artery has stopped beating.

On the surface, the man was indeed dead.

"Master, this person has fallen into a state of suspended animation."

Gu Yuzhu fiddled with the gloves to cover the hot "bracelet" on her wrist, and her voice was as cold as the cold mountains and white snow, "I'm dead."

The people in Dali Temple who were in a state of extreme tension discovered that Wen Liuxuan had actually brought someone back.

Bai Yi's moustache moved slightly, his serious and rigid face became a little depressed, and he said in shame, "It's because I hit too hard..."

"But it's not impossible to save him." Gu Yuzhu added slowly.

Bai Yi's self-blaming mouth turned around, he twisted his neck stiffly, and stared at Gu Yuzhu with his cloudy and dark eyes, as if he didn't understand what she said.

"I knew it was the right thing to call you here." Wen Liuxuan's smile became more gentle and pure.

With a movement of his elbow, the stick fell down, and the scorching hot tip clung to Bai Yi's robe all the way down, scalding a huge gash.

"Master Bai is indeed a little reckless. You have served in Dali Temple for so many years, but you have been overwhelmed by this official. At first, this official didn't understand why, but now I feel a little bit emotional. In the future, Lord Bai should be more careful. He casually threw the soldering iron stick into the charcoal fire again, "What are you still doing stupidly, if you don't take these things out quickly, could it be that you want to use them on yourself?"

Everyone looked at the smiling young minister of Dali Temple, but goosebumps appeared one after another on his back.

Everyone in Dali Temple has a perception that whenever this Wen Shaoqing smiles softer, it proves that someone is going to be in trouble.

No one dared to deal with Wen Liuxuan's misfortune at such a critical moment. The speed of the crowd was much faster than before. In the blink of an eye, the torture instruments in the room were emptied.

There was only a bed, a table, a chair, and a few people left in the whole room, which felt rather desolate.

Bai Yi's fingers hidden in the wide sleeves opened one by one, and the tense muscles all over his body gradually relaxed.

He persuaded: "Master Wen, this man is already dead, so how can he be saved? After all, the dead are the greatest..."

"Lord Bai, I think you forgot that this is not the dead, but the prisoner." Wen Liuxuan flicked away the non-existing dust on his robe, "Okay, you and I are both inexperienced in medicine, let's go out."

He knew that Gu Yuzhu never liked being watched when he was treating illnesses.

Wen Liuxuan left first.

Naturally, Bai Yi didn't want to stay here any longer. He turned his head and took a deep look at the male and female man in black sitting beside the bed, as if he wanted to see the face clearly through the black veil.

But he couldn't see anything clearly.

The door of the room was closed, Gu Yuzhu followed, dropped the latch, turned around and grabbed the prisoner on the bed and entered the space.

The darkness suddenly turned into glaring day, causing him to squint his eyes subconsciously, then he dropped the black veiled cap on his head, and took off his black gloves and robe.

The circle around the wrist turned into a ball, floating in mid-air.

A light green light overflowed from Xiaobai's body, and began to scan his body up and down, and transmitted the data to the machine.

In the blink of an eye, several report cards were spit out from the machine.