Chapter 4467: 4467
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Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the blister wound and frowned: "it's so serious, why don't you wrap it up?"
Zhuang Qingyun smiled: "it's just a wound. It doesn't matter whether it's wrapped or not. The witch doctor said that he was afraid of breaking the blister after wrapping, and the wound will fester more seriously."
Zhuang Xiaoyu put down the ointment in his hand, "I don't know if this ointment is useful..."
"Thank you, madam!"
After sending Zhuang Xiaoyu out, Zhuang Qingyun looked back at the ointment on the table and breathed a sigh of relief. He continued to lift his sleeve robe up, revealing the nail scratch mark on his arm
Zhuang Xiaoyu went back to the bedroom in a trance. Seeing that there was no one inside, he asked the nurse, "is ah Yan still in the study?"
"My uncle has something to do. I'm going out." the nurse sighed. "At this time, if my uncle is with you, there's a person who knows cold and hot around me..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment and said, "let Dr. Zhong come and give me a pulse. I have something to ask him."
The nurse answered and staggered out of the bedroom, as if she were ten years old all at once.
Zhuang Xiaoyu sat by the window in a daze, looking at the potted plants in the yard and the peach and plum trees with fallen leaves, thinking that these flowers and plants were planted by jade fragments, and the person who stood in front of him alive yesterday became a corpse today and was buried underground forever. He couldn't stop a burst of grief, and tears fell down again.
When Dr. Zhong came with the medicine bag, he saw Zhuang Xiaoyu wiping her eyes and crying silently.
With a sigh, Dr. Zhong went to Zhuang Xiaoyu and whispered, "miss."
Zhuang Xiaoyu turned his head, "Dr. Zhong, if the back of a person's hand is scratched by a nail at the beginning and then burned, can you see the trace?"
Dr. Zhong paused. "It depends on the severity of the burn."
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded: "young master Qingyun's back of his hand was burned. Later, you go to check the injury for him and say that I specially asked you to see it."
Dr. Zhong stretched out his hand: "madam, I'll give you a pulse."
Zhuang Xiaoyu put her wrist on the table. "Before the jade fragments were buried, you were also in the mourning hall. Do you see anything strange?"
Dr. Zhong thought carefully and said, "if people really want to die, the traces of being strangled by Bai Ling are not so."
Dr. Zhong's other hand gestured on her neck: "the marks on the neck of the jade broken girl are from here to here, while ordinary people hang, and the marks are later
From my experience, if I guess correctly, the jade broken girl is more like someone hanging on the roof beam after death... "
Zhuang Xiaoyu lowered her eyes and pinched her fingernails into the palm: "what else?"
"Young lady, you asked me to stay in the wing room. I didn't find the finger shell cut off by the jade broken girl..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her hand and supported her forehead: "the door was knocked open by asparagus from the outside, and there was no trace of others hiding in the house. Who in the priest's house has such a great hatred against Yu broken and wants to kill her quietly?
Nanny said that she asked Yusha to bring ginseng soup to ah Yan last night. It was too late to count. She thought Yusha had returned to the wing room, so she ignored it.
Wenzhu and yusui couldn't meet the night before they got married, and they didn't come to find yusui.
The guards guarding the courtyard said that after the jade fragments delivered the ginseng soup, they went back to the wing room, closed the door and never went out again... "
Dr. Zhong took back his finger: "Miss, you are too worried and become ill. If you go on like this, your body will be weaker and weaker day by day
I've seen it too. The windows are closed from the inside. We can't find any clues. Maybe we think too much... "
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Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the blister wound and frowned: "it's so serious, why don't you wrap it up?"
Zhuang Qingyun smiled: "it's just a wound. It doesn't matter whether it's wrapped or not. The witch doctor said that he was afraid of breaking the blister after wrapping, and the wound will fester more seriously."
Zhuang Xiaoyu put down the ointment in his hand, "I don't know if this ointment is useful..."
"Thank you, madam!"
After sending Zhuang Xiaoyu out, Zhuang Qingyun looked back at the ointment on the table and breathed a sigh of relief. He continued to lift his sleeve robe up, revealing the nail scratch mark on his arm
Zhuang Xiaoyu went back to the bedroom in a trance. Seeing that there was no one inside, he asked the nurse, "is ah Yan still in the study?"
"My uncle has something to do. I'm going out." the nurse sighed. "At this time, if my uncle is with you, there's a person who knows cold and hot around me..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment and said, "let Dr. Zhong come and give me a pulse. I have something to ask him."
The nurse answered and staggered out of the bedroom, as if she were ten years old all at once.
Zhuang Xiaoyu sat by the window in a daze, looking at the potted plants in the yard and the peach and plum trees with fallen leaves, thinking that these flowers and plants were planted by jade fragments, and the person who stood in front of him alive yesterday became a corpse today and was buried underground forever. He couldn't stop a burst of grief, and tears fell down again.
When Dr. Zhong came with the medicine bag, he saw Zhuang Xiaoyu wiping her eyes and crying silently.
With a sigh, Dr. Zhong went to Zhuang Xiaoyu and whispered, "miss."
Zhuang Xiaoyu turned his head, "Dr. Zhong, if the back of a person's hand is scratched by a nail at the beginning and then burned, can you see the trace?"
Dr. Zhong paused. "It depends on the severity of the burn."
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded: "young master Qingyun's back of his hand was burned. Later, you go to check the injury for him and say that I specially asked you to see it."
Dr. Zhong stretched out his hand: "madam, I'll give you a pulse."
Zhuang Xiaoyu put her wrist on the table. "Before the jade fragments were buried, you were also in the mourning hall. Do you see anything strange?"
Dr. Zhong thought carefully and said, "if people really want to die, the traces of being strangled by Bai Ling are not so."
Dr. Zhong's other hand gestured on her neck: "the marks on the neck of the jade broken girl are from here to here, while ordinary people hang, and the marks are later
From my experience, if I guess correctly, the jade broken girl is more like someone hanging on the roof beam after death... "
Zhuang Xiaoyu lowered her eyes and pinched her fingernails into the palm: "what else?"
"Young lady, you asked me to stay in the wing room. I didn't find the finger shell cut off by the jade broken girl..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her hand and supported her forehead: "the door was knocked open by asparagus from the outside, and there was no trace of others hiding in the house. Who in the priest's house has such a great hatred against Yu broken and wants to kill her quietly?
Nanny said that she asked Yusha to bring ginseng soup to ah Yan last night. It was too late to count. She thought Yusha had returned to the wing room, so she ignored it.
Wenzhu and yusui couldn't meet the night before they got married, and they didn't come to find yusui.
The guards guarding the courtyard said that after the jade fragments delivered the ginseng soup, they went back to the wing room, closed the door and never went out again... "
Dr. Zhong took back his finger: "Miss, you are too worried and become ill. If you go on like this, your body will be weaker and weaker day by day
I've seen it too. The windows are closed from the inside. We can't find any clues. Maybe we think too much... "
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the blister wound and frowned: "it's so serious, why don't you wrap it up?"Zhuang Qingyun smiled: "it's just a wound. It doesn't matter whether it's wrapped or not. The witch doctor said that he was afraid of breaking the blister after wrapping, and the wound will fester more seriously."Zhuang Xiaoyu put down the ointment in his hand, "I don't know if this ointment is useful...""Thank you, madam!"After sending Zhuang Xiaoyu out, Zhuang Qingyun looked back at the ointment on the table and breathed a sigh of relief. He continued to lift his sleeve robe up, revealing the nail scratch mark on his armZhuang Xiaoyu went back to the bedroom in a trance. Seeing that there was no one inside, he asked the nurse, "is ah Yan still in the study?""My uncle has something to do. I'm going out." the nurse sighed. "At this time, if my uncle is with you, there's a person who knows cold and hot around me..."Zhuang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment and said, "let Dr. Zhong come and give me a pulse. I have something to ask him."The nurse answered and staggered out of the bedroom, as if she were ten years old all at once.Zhuang Xiaoyu sat by the window in a daze, looking at the potted plants in the yard and the peach and plum trees with fallen leaves, thinking that these flowers and plants were planted by jade fragments, and the person who stood in front of him alive yesterday became a corpse today and was buried underground forever. He couldn't stop a burst of grief, and tears fell down again.When Dr. Zhong came with the medicine bag, he saw Zhuang Xiaoyu wiping her eyes and crying silently.With a sigh, Dr. Zhong went to Zhuang Xiaoyu and whispered, "miss."Zhuang Xiaoyu turned his head, "Dr. Zhong, if the back of a person's hand is scratched by a nail at the beginning and then burned, can you see the trace?"Dr. Zhong paused. "It depends on the severity of the burn."Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded: "young master Qingyun's back of his hand was burned. Later, you go to check the injury for him and say that I specially asked you to see it."Dr. Zhong stretched out his hand: "madam, I'll give you a pulse."Zhuang Xiaoyu put her wrist on the table. "Before the jade fragments were buried, you were also in the mourning hall. Do you see anything strange?"Dr. Zhong thought carefully and said, "if people really want to die, the traces of being strangled by Bai Ling are not so."Dr. Zhong's other hand gestured on her neck: "the marks on the neck of the jade broken girl are from here to here, while ordinary people hang, and the marks are laterFrom my experience, if I guess correctly, the jade broken girl is more like someone hanging on the roof beam after death... "Zhuang Xiaoyu lowered her eyes and pinched her fingernails into the palm: "what else?""Young lady, you asked me to stay in the wing room. I didn't find the finger shell cut off by the jade broken girl..."Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her hand and supported her forehead: "the door was knocked open by asparagus from the outside, and there was no trace of others hiding in the house. Who in the priest's house has such a great hatred against Yu broken and wants to kill her quietly?Nanny said that she asked Yusha to bring ginseng soup to ah Yan last night. It was too late to count. She thought Yusha had returned to the wing room, so she ignored it.Wenzhu and yusui couldn't meet the night before they got married, and they didn't come to find yusui.The guards guarding the courtyard said that after the jade fragments delivered the ginseng soup, they went back to the wing room, closed the door and never went out again... "Dr. Zhong took back his finger: "Miss, you are too worried and become ill. If you go on like this, your body will be weaker and weaker day by dayI've seen it too. The windows are closed from the inside. We can't find any clues. Maybe we think too much... "
