The Way of the Four Famous Young Boys is Ruthless but Emotional

"Hiss!" Qin Luochuan cut open the clothes next to the wound with scissors, sterilized it, pricked it with gold needles to stop the bleeding, then sewed up the wound, applied medicine, and bandaged the wound.All the movements are crisp and neat, as skillful as they have done countless times.

Zhui Ming looked at Qin Luochuan's ruthless movements with a pale face, swallowed his saliva, and made up his mind in his heart that no one could mess with the person in front of him, he still wanted to live a good life!Seeing that she had withdrawn the needle, Zhui Ming hurried forward, "How is it? Has it been revived?" "Life is saved, but it will be a few days before he wakes up. His body has lost too much blood and needs to rest "Then I'll go back to the God Detective Division and report the matter to Uncle Shi, please do your best to make him wake up quickly." Qin Luochuan washed his hands, looking at the clear water that was dyed red, nonchalantly. "Yeah. I won't go to the God Detective Division, you ask Wuqing to come over tomorrow."

"Ah? Oh, I see." Only then did Zhuiming remember that Wuqing had become an apprentice of an adult family. If he couldn't adapt, he couldn't adapt, and he would continue to hit his remaining poor man's self-esteem, so Zhuiming left the hospital in a hurry.Qin Luochuan put his eyes on the wounded, smelled the faint familiar smell from his body, "It's really, what a coincidence!" He took out a golden needle and pierced it into the Baihui acupoint, "I'm sorry! But I really don't like to leave any factors that may become dangerous, if not, I will treat you as unlucky." There was no trace of due apology in the words, and the smile on the face was like a spring flower, but the eyes were full of tears. cold. "I saved you, so you can treat your martial arts as my consultation fee."

She clenched her hands tightly, and then let go when she felt the slight pain in her palms. She would not do the things that she regretted unceasingly because she couldn't bear it for a while.In the long time, her beautiful beginning has been worn away, but she will never regret it.

No longer paying attention to the man on the bed, Qin Luochuan returned to his room, took out a pen and paper, and began to silently write the Beiming magic skills. He still needs to be responsible for accepting his apprentice.After thinking about it, write from left to right, and each column is neatly aligned.I'm so lucky that Li Qiushui taught me how to use my previous broken calligraphy into a good hairpin lowercase script, otherwise I would be ashamed to write it down for others to see.While writing silently, Qin Luochuan was thinking about something.

When he arrived at Shenhunsi, Tie Shou was already waiting for the news with everyone in the lobby. "Zuiming, how is the wounded?" Zhuiming didn't answer Zhuge's question, but rushed to the table, picked up the teapot and poured it vigorously, "Really, no matter how good my qinggong is, it can't last a day. After tossing and tearing several times," holding the teapot, he complained chasingly, "Dr. Let Wuqing go to the hospital tomorrow."

"Well, I know everything. Zhui Ming, you go down to rest first; Wuqing, you go to draw the appearance of the wounded person that Tie Shou drew just now, and let the painter copy it in large numbers; Tie Shou, you and Zhui Ming will bring people together tomorrow morning. Put the portraits all over Kaifeng City, and go to the villages outside the city to find out the identity of the injured; cold blood, you will go to various crime scenes tomorrow to investigate clues, so as to solve the case as soon as possible. I don’t want a fourth victim to appear.” Yes! Uncle Shi!" After everyone dispersed, Zhuge leaned on the back of his chair and sighed. "Piaoxue, I'm tired." "Since you're tired, rest, you won't be tired after rest." "Yes."

"Take it to the painter." "Yes." Ruthlessly handed the portrait to the waiting yamen servant, after he left, he stared at the white paper on the table boredly, and the image of that person appeared in front of his eyes.As far as the heart is concerned, her eyes are drawn with a few strokes, cold and detached; the unrefined outline reveals a faint murderous look; the handsome bridge of the nose is unexpectedly soft and somewhat murderous; Laugh at the world.

He actually didn't like her eyes, it was too cold, he always looked at everyone with indifferent eyes, and kept himself out of the matter, as if everything that happened was just a play and had nothing to do with her.But she is not as cold as the moon, it is a kind of coldness that melts into the night, as if she was born to belong to the night.Especially during the autopsy, the coldness and solemnity that belonged to the night was even more obvious, but sometimes she was so ignorant that people couldn't laugh or cry.Thinking of her actions and words, ruthless ears were covered with light powder, words and deeds that went beyond etiquette were taken for granted by her. "Qin Luochuan."

The faint scent of medicine penetrated into the sense of smell, he paused mercilessly, and took out a medicine sachet from the drawer, Zhiyan.When did it start, Zhiyan's appearance gradually became blurred; when did it start, that person's appearance became more and more clear. "Zhiyan." Thinking of the back view of Zhiyan who went away in order not to let me see her dying of poison, in order not to let me see her ruined appearance, the slightest pain filled her heart, and she held the medicine tightly. bag.Holding the pen, raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and erased the face on the paper.

Stretching, counting, already half silent, Qin Luochuan put away the papers in order and stuffed them under the pillow.After walking to the guest room, he took the pulse of the person on the bed, and the pulse was fluctuating but stable. "Who?" Qin Luochuan pulled out the silver hairpin on his head and shot it with force, turning around and chasing after him.Jian Guang bullied him head-on, his face flashed sideways, his right hand turned around and pinched the sword body, and his left palm struck out.The black shadow took a few steps back, turned around and wanted to escape, Qin Luochuan strode forward and kicked his right leg, grabbed his back collar, and slammed down on his neck, making him pass out.

"There are more and more people who are not afraid of death these days." He picked up the hemp rope that had been placed on the pillars by the yard before, tied them up tightly, and threw them in the yard at will.After thinking about it, he dug out a small bottle from the room and sprinkled the powder around him. "Anti-insect, anti-mosquito, and anti-theft, it's cheaper for you." Ignored him any more, turned around and went back to the room to rest, nothing is better than sleeping.On the ground in the courtyard, there was a faint blue light.

"Have you found out the origin of that woman?" The voice from the shadows was hoarse and harsh.The half-kneeling figure froze for a moment, "Going back to master, I failed. She may be the disciple of some hidden master, and my subordinates can't find out the source of her martial arts and medical skills. Please punish me, master." "Tianlan, finally I'll give you a chance to find out where she came from, and if you fail, you don't have to come back." "Obey!" The man breathed a sigh of relief and raised his head until the person in the shadow disappeared, as he was found following Qin Luochuan the man.Thinking of his master's increasingly unreasonable tyranny in the past few years, Tianlan couldn't help thinking of retreating, but he had no way out, since his first step on this road.

The author has something to say: French magic is really a big killer, and even the few remaining brain cells are almost declared over (┬_┬)