Eat my pear flower needle

Hua Qinnan raised his long eyebrows unexpectedly, and smiled brightly. Standing among the dead people was unspeakably strange, and he said in a calm tone: "If they are all dead, I will give it a try—maybe You haven't heard of my name in Jianghu, the doctor of Baihua Valley, I don't treat the living."

Tang Song stared at Hua Qinnan's face earnestly, trying to find traces of joking on his face. Hua Qinnan blinked at him gently, which immediately made Tang Song feel as if he saw a grass-mud horse with prolapsed anus next to Mary. run wildly.

After a long while, Tang Song came to his senses and said dryly, "They are dying."

Hua Qinnan smiled softly, and said softly: "Then wait a little longer, I'll give it a try when they die."

Tang Song's expression became more rigid, and he had to consider whether his definition of a kind doctor who was "anxious for public good and righteous" in his heart was wrong.

Looking at Hua Qinnan's gentle smiling face again, Tang Song's heart trembled - Hua Qinnan looked so scary!He is clearly a ghost!

Mom, there are too many perverts in the world of martial arts, can I apply to go home and eat the old? ┭┮﹏┭┮

Hua Qinnan looked at the terrified eyes on Tang Song's expressionless face, couldn't help covering his mouth and chuckling, and walked towards the man in black who had lost his combat effectiveness on the ground.

He turned his head to look at Tang Song, then lowered his eyelids slightly, his thick eyelashes covered the probing look in his eyes, when he raised his eyes again, he met Tang Song's bewildered gaze with gentle amber eyes, the expression on his face The smile gradually disappeared.

Hua Qinnan explained softly: "I was joking with you, are you scared?"

...Are you scared?

Hehe, it's obvious that I'm going to pee in fright!

Doctor, don't play like this, your rhythm is wrong!

In fact, you are not a gentle and kind-hearted doctor at all, but the Shenjing Bing doctor who often appears in martial arts novels, right?

Otherwise, why would people in Jiang Hu want to arrest you for medical treatment?

Countless words were tumbling through in my heart, when Tang Song looked at Shanghua Qinnan, he just said lightly: "It's nothing."

The demeanor of a top killer is undoubtedly revealed.

Hua Qinnan continued to explain after hearing the words: "I have been a doctor for a long time, and I have seen too many dead bodies in the rivers and lakes. I don't know how to be afraid. It is the heart of a doctor to save the dying and heal the wounded. How could I shirk it—just, I don't know. The poison formula smeared on your hidden weapon, it will take a lot of time to develop the antidote, they are afraid, it will be bad."

Tang Song immediately didn't know how to deal with it.

Who will know whether the poison brought out in the game is a single type of poison or a compound type of poison, whether it is a modern method or an ancient craft.

Looking at Hua Qinnan, Tang Song immediately became embarrassed. He lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and nodded, and said in a low voice, "...I don't know what the poison is. As long as I use it, it will naturally be poisonous."

Tangmen Tianluo's deceitful way is naturally internal strength plus poisonous attack.

As for what the poison is, I'm sorry, it is absolutely impossible for Tang and Song to know, please go back and ask the programmer's settings.

Tang Song sincerely revealed the truth, the expression on Hua Qinnan's face changed instantly, wrinkles appeared between the smooth brows, and a look of embarrassment appeared in his eyes.

"Doctor Hua, if you have something to say, you might as well speak up." Tang Song couldn't help but speak out.

Hua Qinnan bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, then lowered her voice, talked to Tang and Song's ears about the common sense of the Poison Immortal Sect, and then said: "Hua felt the pulse of Brother Tang, Brother Tang has deep internal energy, how can he act so unexpectedly?" Has no heart at all? Wulin legend that the poison fairy taught the holy son to take various poisons prepared by secret techniques that would not harm life since childhood, supplemented by highly poisonous fumigation, and after 25 years of continuous poisoning, the holy son has become a master of poison. The poison in his body can be controlled freely, as long as he is willing, he can easily release the poison with one breath, killing people in an instant. Brother Tang, it is better not to mention that he has poison in his body, walking in the rivers and lakes for fear that the walls will have ears."

Tang Song was immediately shocked by the way the Poison Immortal Sect cultivated the holy son, so he lowered his voice and said, "It sounds amazing."

Hua Qinnan glared at him as if he hated iron for being weak, and continued: "Being covered with poison also means that all poisons are invulnerable. Brother Tang, don't take my words to heart. Your appearance is similar to that of a poison fairy. There are many similarities in the legend of Jiao Shengzi, both of you have white hair and different eyes, and you have deep internal strength. But Brother Tang is still injured from internal injuries, if someone catches you and tests your identity..."

The implication is, aren't you afraid of being poisoned to death?

Tang Song felt warm in his heart. It was the first time that he was cared for so sincerely when he came to this inexplicable world. Seeing Hua Qinnan showed gratitude, he said bluntly, "It's okay, they can't catch me."

Hua Qinnan seemed to have doubts in her heart, she opened her mouth, but did not express her doubts.

Hua Qinnan moved to the poisoned man in black, first checked the wound of the man in black who was injured by the crossbow, and sighed softly.

Turning his head to look at Tang Song, with a look of worry in his eyes, Hua Qinnan couldn't help persuading him: "Brother Tang, people walk in the rivers and lakes, so you might as well leave a chance for others when you do things. You can kill them all directly, and don't worry about it." It is said that the identity of the person who chased and killed you cannot be found, if they find the wrong person, they will make an enemy for nothing."

Tang Song had calmed down quite a bit at this time, pondered over Hua Qinnan's words, and argued, "They killed the killer directly. If it wasn't for my ability, we would all be dead now. Even if they admit the wrong person, they will die Not wronged."

Hua Qinnan was rendered speechless by Tang Song's words, and stretched out his hand to close the eyes of the man in black, with a tired voice: "Why bother to kill, life is so precious..."

Tang Song looked at Hua Qinnan innocently, his eyes were clean, as clean as the air washed by the spring rain, Hua Qinnan finally sighed and said: "Hua is talking nonsense, brother Tang, don't worry about it, thank you just now."

"...Even if we get even, we still haven't thanked Doctor Hua for saving his life." Tang Song echoed.

He raised his eyes to cast a glance at Tang Song, nodded, then took out a pair of special gloves from his arms, put them on his hands, and squatted in front of seven or eight men in black who had been deeply poisoned but had not lost their breath, and untied their gloves. clothing.

Hua Qinnan looked at the wound that had turned black and black blood was continuously flowing out, with expressions of guilt, self-blame, powerlessness, etc. on his face, the complex expressions mixed together, forming a dark shadow in his eyes.

The hands with special gloves did not stop, gouging out the carrion and dirty blood together, continuously sprinkled a lot of fragrant powder on the wound, and tried their best to treat the man in black who was almost breathless on the ground.

As time passed by, Hua Qinnan was so tired that his forehead was covered with fine sweat. Suddenly, with a "ding--", the silver knife in his hand slipped to the ground.

Hua Qinnan looked at Tang Song and shook his head regretfully, his voice trembling: "Hua is incompetent."

"Don't blame yourself, it has nothing to do with you." Tang Song hurriedly said, his apology to the corpses on the ground turned into guilt towards Hua Qinnan - it is not difficult to see from his expression that Hua Qinnan could not save this group of people , suffered a huge psychological blow.

After about a quarter of an hour, Hua Qinnan picked up the silver knife again, removed all the parts of the corpse that had been eroded by the toxin, and said, "Although the person cannot be saved, it can be used to study what kind of poison Brother Tang used. If we are lucky enough to concoct the antidote, we will not accidentally injure lives in the future."

Tang and Song couldn't wish for this, and they had no intention of stopping Hua Qinnan at all.

As a modern person, he naturally didn't have the idea of ​​"body, hair, skin and skin being the parents". He didn't realize how outrageous the practice of Hua Qinnan's autopsy was in ancient times.

If it weren't for the crooked ways of the Poison Immortal Sect, even the mortal enemies of the martial arts righteous way would at most burn the corpse clean, and would never show such disrespect to the corpse.

Seeing that he had no objection, Hua Qinnan quickened her movements a lot, adding various medicinal powders and liquids to the small pieces of poisonous meat one after another, and various strange smells wafted from the small courtyard.

But after Hua Qinnan worked hard again, he still didn't get any results, so he could only helplessly say to Tang Song: "The person who prepared the poison for Brother Tang is very talented, and Hua is really incompetent."

"Don't think too much." Tang Song said dryly, really not knowing how to comfort Hua Qinnan who was hit by the game system.

But when Tang Song turned his head to look carefully at the corpse on the ground, his face changed instantly.

Post-mortem is not a simple matter.

If you want to engage in this profession, you need careful thinking, keen intuition, strong knowledge support, and of course the most important thing is courage.

And Tang Song...before he came here, he was an ordinary young man whose career had nothing to do with forensic doctors or crematorium employees, and he was definitely not courageous.

Facing the scene of the autopsy, for modern nerds, is a matter of lighting candles for themselves afterwards.

When Hua Qinnan cut open the skin of the corpse without any hesitation, revealing the chest of "it" honeycombed by ironic fragments the size of a hidden weapon's fingernail, a burst of black blood with a strong stench spurted out, splashing on Tang's body. At Song's feet.

As he himself said, Hua Qinnan was not afraid. After avoiding the poisonous blood, his face remained unchanged and his hands kept moving.

However, when Tang and Song saw the colorful and churned internal organs, the nostrils seemed to be filled with the rancid smell of corpses.

The blood disappeared from his face in an instant, and he turned around covering his mouth with a "vomit!", rushed to the osmanthus tree in the courtyard, and vomited wildly.

Caesar stood beside Hua Qinnan holding the tray expressionlessly, so that he could throw the hidden weapon fragments taken from the corpse into the tray.

Gui Zhi secretly stared at Tang Song several times with disdain, and directly forgot his brave performance against the enemy just now.

Hua Qin turned her face to the south, glanced at Gui Zhi coldly, and said softly, "Gui Zhi, get Brother Tang a glass of water, and bring a plate of sour plums soaked in honey, to make him feel sick."

Gui Zhi felt dissatisfied and could only put away the expression on his face, and honestly went out of the house to pick up plums from the carriage.

Tang Song felt that he was about to vomit all his bile, so he went to the tea table in the courtyard with weak feet, sat directly on the stone bench, and drank the bitter cold tea in the teapot.

There are fifty steps between the tea table and Huaqinnan.

It wasn't until the churning feeling in his stomach became less obvious that Tang Song suppressed his nausea and looked at Hua Qinnan cautiously, and asked feebly, "Doctor Hua, what's the result? Can you see what the poison is? Can you research the solution?" medicine?"

Hua Qinnan took off his gloves, threw them in the same place as the poisonous corpse, and shook his head at Tang Song with regretful eyes.

Immediately he ordered to Jueming: "Bring Qingji Jiedu Powder, I'm poisoned."

Hearing Hua Qinnan's words, the eyes of Jue Ming and Tang Song immediately fell on his hand.

Hua Qinnan rolled up the large sleeve robe as if nothing had happened, and exposed her two forearms to the air. Her porcelain-like complexion showed that Hua Qinnan was a person who liked to wrap herself in layers of clothes, but Muscle lines were faintly visible under the seductive pearly skin, and the tight and smooth lines showed ample masculinity, which neutralized his overly gentle temperament and did not become feminine.

The rolled-up white silk inner shirt could be hung on Hua Qinnan's elbow, and the messy and overly rigorous dress on weekdays was just right, showing a gorgeous charm, breaking the abstinence temperament that bound Hua Qinnan like a curse seal.

But his hands, which seemed to be finely crafted from beautiful jade, now have a black-blue color similar to that of a poisonous corpse, and the original clean color has been eroded by patches of mottled patches. Compared with the nearby skin, it is frightening .

Tang Song: "..."

In the game, even if the Pao Ding technique is used on the corpse, the bones and meat dug out are not poisonous.

How is this going?

Why do the dead people look like horror movies!

This unscientific!

Hua Qinnan has been paying attention to Tang Song's expression, and seeing him staring at her in a daze, with a comforting smile on his weak face, he quickly said: "It's my own carelessness, it has nothing to do with you, don't worry about it yourself. responsibility."

Facing Hua Qinnan's eyes just now, for some reason, Tang Song's heart beat out of step, and his face burned.

He quickly withdrew his gaze, covered his face by pulling out his pockets, took out a bottle of high-grade hemostatic powder and gave it to Hua Qinnan when the temperature dropped, and said in a stuttering voice, "This, you, can use it."

The surprised expression on Hua Qinnan's face flashed across, then nodded with a smile, took the porcelain bottle from Tang Song's hands, and gently slid the warm fingertips on the back of Tang Song's hands, the slight itchiness seemed to penetrate all the way into him. heart.

Tang Song quickly withdrew his palm as if he had been scalded.

Hua Qinnan didn't even look at what was in the palm-sized medicine bottle, just uncorked the bottle and drank the medicine in one gulp.

Tang Song's heart was instantly moved——Hua Qinnan trusted him so much, a stranger who met by chance.

I have to protect him, he is not defensive at all, Tang Song made a silent decision.

Hua Qinnan's fingernails lightly scraped over the porcelain bottle, and there was a wonderful touch from the bottle, which made him not sure where it was made.

After drinking the medicinal liquid in the bottle, Hua Qinnan lowered his arm, took the silk handkerchief from Cassia Ming with his other hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, and took the porcelain bottle into his sleeve.

There was an indiscernible sound of water in the bottle.

There is also an unfinished "antidote" in it.

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Author nonsense:

I recently played with a male beggar brother, and I can only say that it is worthy of being a big gay gang! !Wake up by yourself every day!

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