The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

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Spring is suitable for leveling, Yan Yan has made several fish dishes, and some refreshing side dishes. Not to mention the taste, the knife work of Yan Yan is amazing, and the naked eye can hardly distinguish the thickness gap of each fish fillet.

Liu Qingsong tasted the familiar braised fish taste, and the tears came out uncontrollably, but the chopsticks kept going.

This look makes Xiao Xiao a long while.

Xiao Yu knows Liu Qingsong for more than ten years. He has always been a slap in the face. No matter how others rush to him, no matter how worried others are, he is always a smiling face, and people can’t help but want to slap. At this moment, this kind of look, people feel that ... must succeed.

Yan Yan coveted quietly eating rice and didn't look at him.

However, Xiao Yu’s warm and cheerful meal after the wedding was hard, and Liu Qingsong was crying and mourning, feeling depressed, watching his eyes kill.

After the meal, Liu Qingsong's mood returned to normal, but Xiao Yu could not wait to kill him.

Yan Yan understands that Liu Qingsong is a person who loves his family. Even after he has been in Datang for more than ten years, he can't heal the deep thoughts of his hometown. No matter how good the Datang is, how smooth it is, if there is a chance to let Liu Qingsong wear it back, he will never hesitate.

In fact, how does Yan Yan not want to go back to the familiar place?

"Mrs?" Xiao Yu didn't know when she sat next to her, reached out and pulled her into her arms and whispered, "What are you thinking?"

Yan Yan shook her head, she was very eager to find someone to talk about, to relieve the depression in the heart, but Liu Qingsong is not reliable, these words she did not know how to open to Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu dropped a kiss on her forehead, and neither of them spoke. Yan Yan let him walk with his hand to the outside garden.

The pink peony of the garden is like a haze, and it looks good under the backdrop of the green leaves. The white moon is like a fat, and the flaming kapok buds are full.

The moon peaches are gradually turning into spring mud.

The weather in Chang'an is getting hotter and hotter. Only in April, you can wear a gauze. Xiao Yuben took a wedding and took Yan Yan to go to Guanshan to go to the mountain, but the plan could not keep up with the change - Mrs. Xiao fell ill.

As a grandson, Yan Yan understands medical skills and is naturally duty-bound. Every day, she stays in front of the old couch, and almost stays in the old house, but Xiao Xiao is left out.

However, Xiao Yu has no complaints. He is the one who has been taught to grow up, and her relationship is more generous than her grandparents.

Liu Qingsong also moved into the old house, and she took care of Mrs. Xiao in disguise. There was also a group of royal doctors who came to the hospital in turn, but Mrs. Xiao’s illness was ups and downs, but she was so clear that she was so old and sick. Come like a landslide, I am afraid it is hard to get better.

My family heard that Mrs. Xiao was seriously ill and got the diagnosis result of the doctor. She immediately rushed to Chang'an, and the grandsons and grandmothers of almost every room arrived in Chang'an at the end of April.

Song Guogong, who had just left, also rushed back to the court to retire.

At the same time, the lingering sickness of the sinister bed is also coming to an end. The two princesses in the palace are mad, and a bunch of old men from the Medical Department are busy. They run around all day, and almost all of them are in the medical department. The drug boy who picked the medicine.

On May 2nd, the Holy See visited Xiao’s wife in Xiaofu, and went to visit the South House on May.

With the care of many of the top doctors of Datang, Mrs. Xiao’s condition was temporarily stabilized. By the end of May, she gradually got some improvement, and occasionally she could collapse to the outside.

However, the condition of Yu Shinan was irreparably worsened. On May 25, he died in Chang'an. The gentleman cried and cried, and the crying sounded through Chang'an City.

“Why is Yong Yongxing gone?” Mrs. Xiao sat on the round waist bed under the gallery and asked her slowly.

Yu Shinan was sealed in Yongxing County, so the world often called him Yongxing.

"Yeah." Yan Yan doesn't like to fool people. Moreover, the old is not so foolish.

Mrs. Xiao quietly looked at the red peony in the courtyard. After a long time, she took out a peach-wood comb from her arms. After watching it for a long time, she handed it to Yan Yan. "Come, help me comb my hair."

Yan Yan took the wooden comb with both hands, untied Mrs. Xiao’s long white hair and gently combed it with a comb.

"When I was young, the Emperor Xiaoming liked my hair most. He said that he was more comfortable than the good silk. No gold or silver was worthy of it. So he personally made this wooden comb to me." Mrs. Xiao There was a smile on the face, and coveted: "I said that gold and silver are not worthy of hair, and the wooden comb is sending me? He said that this comb is my own heart for you."

Yan Yan also laughed, and the heart was dare to feel that Xiao Jia had done the work of the carpenter from the ancestors. No wonder Xiao Yu carved a peach blossom to life. "Grandma’s hair is still more comfortable than silk. Not too hard."

"You will follow the nine children, but you will also swear." Mrs. Xiao smiled.

Yan Yan does not deny that Mrs. Xiao’s hair is much better than the average elderly, but it is certainly not as good as when she was young.

"Luoer, take my slyly and take it by Yun Yunqu." Mrs. Xiao said.

"Mrs., Dr. Liu went to the medicine, and the slaves helped you to pick it up."

Mrs. Xiao gently squeezed her jaw.

"Mrs., slaves will comb your hair." Ling Xiao sees Mrs. Xiao’s interest and asks.

Ling Xiao has been 18 years old this year. He was originally a waiter near Xiao Huang. Later, Yang Guang was Yuhua and his enemies. Xiao Huang was taken away by the rebels and later occupied by Dou Jiande. Later he was greeted by Luo Khan. He was transferred to a few places, and Ling Xiao was sent to Mrs. Xiao when Xiao Huang went to Turk. Being clever, I am quite happy with Mrs. Xiao.

"Good." Mrs. Xiao smiled.

Ling Xiao took the comb and carefully combed Mrs. Xiao with a complicated hairpin. This kind of hair is not a popular sorghum in the Tang Dynasty, but it looks elegant and elegant. There are no gold and silver ornaments on the hair, only a white jade cloud.

Lianger took out a black wide-sleeved collar song, so the solemn color style, more like Han Dynasty clothes, and all the clothes of Datang.

Ling Xiao and Yan Yan served on Mrs. Xiao.

"I am so fat." Mrs. Xiao looked at the dress that she would wear so well.

Ling Xiao said with a smile: "Mrs. is not fat, you are a slave, this waist is fast."

Perhaps there are many dead people in contact, Yan Yan is particularly sensitive to death, especially when she looks at the spirit of Mrs. Xiao, her heart suddenly has some bad hunches, then she turns to sneak aside the waiter to invite Xiao Yu and Liu Qingsong. .

Mrs. Xiao sat on the bed and took a deep breath. She said: "Ling, I have a box of golden nanmu in my house. You take time to let the mother of the nine children send it to the aunt."

Auntie is the name of Xiao Queen.

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