Even though it was a few servants, they didn't dare to fight back.

Old Man Song coughed lightly, "Where's the groom?" I remember being a pretty young boy, but what about others? ”

Qing'er witnessed everything when she ran to chase the carriage, and she said softly: "Back to the old lady, when the slave maid went to chase, it was just in time for Liu Er to try his best to control the carriage, and then I don't know what happened, the reins were suddenly broken by the horse, and after a piece of silver light appeared on Liu Er's body, he rolled off the carriage and was taken to be healed by the shopkeepers along the street, and the slave and maid were ...... when they saw him."

Qing'er paused, her expression still a little frightened.

"What's wrong?"

Qing'er continued in a trembling voice: "The slave maid saw with her own eyes that Liu Er was covered in blood, his leg bones were broken, the bones came out, half of his shoulder collapsed, and there was also an extremely long wound on his back, as if he was injured by a sharp weapon when he rolled down, and he could see the organs inside, obviously he didn't live long......"

Song Fuyou sighed heavily, for the New Year, the Song Mansion is really going to die, "Forget it, even if this matter is revealed, Ling'er, you are not allowed to go to the market in the future, don't run out blindly to collect rent and make people worry, these things are left to your father, take care of things, prepare the carriage, I will go to see Liu Er now." ”

Although this Liu Er didn't take care of the carriage and caused this disaster, listening to what Qing'er said, Liu Er's injury will definitely only get worse, maybe he will die later, people are already like this, a young life is gone on the day of the New Year's Day, and it is useless to blame it.

Song Ling'er nodded, she really should take a look, Liu Er is the same as Qing'er, she likes these two maids and servants.

As for Old Man Song saying that she should not go to the market again in the future, Song Linger did not tell the truth, if she really sued Song Qihuan in front of Song Fuyou, saying that her father asked her to collect rent, I am afraid that Old Man Song can beat Song Qihuan to a good place.

Song Fuyou drove back to a pharmacy in the bazaar, and saw with his own eyes the young groom who had changed beyond recognition and had no trace of good meat on his body.

Seeing the arrival of the old man of the Song family, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy walked out of the high counter in fear, and was about to smile and flatter a few words, but was stopped by the latter: "Do you use the best medicine, silver is not a problem, you can save as much as possible, even if you are paralyzed and disabled, it doesn't hurt, the Song family can afford it." ”

Speaking of the patient, the shopkeeper put away his smiling face, shook his head and sighed: "His wound is too deep, he can't be stitched up at all, and the bones all over his body are broken, and the gods can't save him sooner or later, it's a miracle to be able to hold on for so long, I always feel that this person is unwilling to swallow, there must be something to say in his heart, all with that breath hanging, I will use a pound of dog walnuts, raw grass black, fragrant angelica, angelica, Chuanxiong each four dollars, Aracea a penny, boiled into a numbing medicine for him to apply on the wound, chat to relieve the pain, Let him hold on a little longer. ”

Song Fuyou paced to Liu Er on the wooden board, squatted down and said softly: "I don't blame you, you have something on your mind, you can tell me, I can do it, I will definitely do it for you." ”

Who would have thought that when Liu Er saw Song Fu swimming over, he struggled wildly, and the wounds on his body were bleeding out in large strands, looking very oozing.

Old Man Song pressed his remaining shoulder, "Don't move, what do you want to do, just tell me." ”

Liu Er's flesh and blood blurred face clearly saw a bit of urgency, he stared at him, and a whimper sounded in his throat.

The shopkeeper couldn't help but remind: "Half of his face is sunken, his tongue can't be used, and he can't speak." ”

Liu Er's face was eager, he actually broke away from Old Man Song's palm for a while, and raised the arm that exposed the white bones, Song Fuyou was attracted by this action, only to see Liu Er pointing to the large piece of back around his waist that seemed to have been cut by some weapon.

When Liu Er saw Song Fuyou's gaze, the corners of his mouth grinned, and his arm fell heavily to the ground.

"Liu Er! Liu Er! ”

Song Fuyou shouted a few words, "What do you mean?" What do you mean by back? ”

Song Fuyou shouted a few more times, Liu Er opened his eyes, there was no response, and even the whimper in his throat was gone.

"Old lady Song, he's dead."

Song Fuyou looked solemn, stretched out his hand to close Liu Er's eyes, he paced to Liu Er's side, and carefully examined the wound.

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy followed respectfully, and he also followed the gaze of the old lady Song, this time it was his turn to be a little surprised, he didn't pay attention to Liu Er's wound when he treated it, and after a closer look, there was really something unusual.

Although Liu Er's back is twisted, the back can be seen in the body lying flat, which is enough to show that Liu Er's backbone must have been broken, almost the upper body of a person is frontal, and the lower body is negative.

The incision surface of this wound is also very smooth and neat, if you fall from the carriage and are accidentally scratched by an obstacle on the side of the road, the wound should be irregular shape, just like the hand that was accidentally scratched by a nail at home, and the surface of the wound is uneven.

But Liu Er's smooth wound was obviously not touched by anything, but as if it had been cut open by a very sharp weapon.

Song Fuyou frowned and looked at the back of the corpse, he turned around and asked, "Shopkeeper He, is this wound a little abnormal?" ”

The shopkeeper nodded, the wound was indeed not what everyone thought, and he said his opinion.

Old lady Song pondered, he recalled what Qing'er said about the silver light and sharp weapons, and he didn't think much about it, thinking that it was a snowy day, and the sun did look like silver light shining on the snow, and the sharp weapons were probably pots and pans such as street stalls.

But this wound is too neat.

Song Fuyou shouted outside the door, and three or two servants walked in.

"Go to someone and call the yamen to the people."

One of the servants turned and left.

This Zhongzhou City is not only the two official families of the Taishou Mansion and the General's Mansion, these two are just the two affairs of the general military and the government, dealing with the major affairs of a state, and some small things still have to rely on the officials at the bottom.

The state city order, the official position of the five products, is mainly responsible for the affairs of the people, down to the arrest of the thief who abducts and steals the thief, and the person who kills people and arsons.

This state city order also rushed to the general's mansion today to pay New Year's greetings, but with his official position is not able to enter the hall, waiting outside the door for half an hour, the general's mansion steward suddenly began to issue an eviction order, and saw Yu Youjun from a distance After the adult went out, he was not bored and went home.

I didn't want to just return home, I received the news of the chaos in the bazaar, which alarmed the envoy and the old lady of the Song family, not to mention, one of the generals was also seriously injured, the daughter of the Song Mansion almost died, so frightened that he turned to the bazaar again, pity him a five-grade official, Yu Lu couldn't afford to buy a carriage at all, he just arrived on foot, there was only a damaged carriage left at the scene, and after asking a few witnesses, he knew that the general and the daughter were fine, he was relieved.

Thinking of going back to his home for a good New Year, he had just arrived home, and news came from the yamen that the old lady Song was going to ask for help again, but this New Year's Eve had already gone home for reunion.

What is the official position? It is to do the business of performing an autopsy on the deceased, who will do the autopsy for this Chinese New Year?

Zhou Chengling was frightened when he thought of this again, could it be that the daughter of the Song Mansion really had an accident!

hurriedly took the Song Mansion servant and knocked on the door of the only one in Zhongzhou, but he didn't have time to explain, and without saying a word, he pulled him and ran.

Old Man Song and Shopkeeper He discussed the wound problem for a long time, and finally waited for this polite little official who dealt with dead people.

He is surnamed Yan, named Yan Kuan, his ancestors are all born as a man, and he has close ties with the government, I heard that Yan Kuan's grandfather Yan Yanghuai once made the supervision of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, I don't know how it declined later.

But the autopsy skills of that body are still in hand.

When the old man Song saw that the state city order was also coming, he hugged his fists and said: "At this time, I still disturb the city order, and I apologize to the old man." ”

Zhou Chengling saw that there was a male corpse lying on the wooden board, and he also breathed a sigh of relief, if it wasn't the daughter of the Song family, otherwise his official position in charge of the market system would be done, and after he said "no obstacles", he gave Yan Kuan a look.

Maybe it was because he had been with the dead for too long, this man looked very weak, and his face was very pale, Yan Kuan opened the wooden box he was carrying, and after expelling dozens of small utensils, he looked at Song Fuyou, "Old lady Song, can you start?" ”

Song Fuyou nodded.

Yan Kuan walked in front of the corpse, first bowed, and then took out three pillars of fine incense in the wooden box and lit it, and said in a gloomy voice: "Yamen is Yan Kuan here, Brother Tai goes all the way, Yan Kuan will snow Brother Tai's grievances and speak for Brother Tai." ”

Shopkeeper He listened to these words, the cool breeze was blowing from his body, to be honest, he had seen a lot of dead people, those who were burned by fire, those who accidentally fell off the cliff, and those who were hit by heavy objects, as long as they still had a breath, they were all sent to him, hoping to be saved, but most of these were dead in his place, and he had seen many people who died in front of him.

It's not that his medical skills are not high, but these people are too seriously injured, just like Liu Er, they all belong to the point where even immortals can't be saved.

Shopkeeper He listened to Yan Kuan's gloomy voice at this time, as if Liu Er's ghost was still in the pharmacy, which made people feel cold.

I saw that after Yan Kuan finished his respectful words, he brought a finger sleeve that could pass through his five fingers, and the shopkeeper He was puzzled and asked, "What is this?" ”

Yan Kuan explained: "This is made by the Yan family themselves, and it is made of paper pulp repeatedly pulped and then shaped, because the work will often come into contact with the corpse to prevent touching the rotting dirt of the corpse or the poisoned bones of the corpse, which will hurt the fingers over time." ”

Shopkeeper He was surprised, this kind of finger sleeve looks thin and brittle but full of toughness, plus the action is careful and careful, it will not be easily broken, he thought about catching Ming'er and asking Yan Kuan for a few pairs, you know, some patients with rotten sores are also poisonous.

Yan Kuan squatted in front of Liu Er's head and measured it carefully, he used his hand as a test, and touched down with two fingers along Liu Er's collapsed face bones and ears, and he said: "The collapse of the face bone is for a fall, the left side is seriously injured, the right side is bruised, the deceased fell from the extremely fast carriage, and the left face hit the ground first." ”

When Song Fuyou heard this, he was really a god, only the shopkeeper He and he knew that the corpse was Liu Er who fell from the carriage and died, and everyone else, including the state city order, was kept in the dark.

Yan Kuan gently twitched the corpse's ears again, his brows suddenly furrowed, and then took out a long wooden stick from the wooden box, gently inserted it into the corpse's ears and rotated, and when the wooden stick came out, there was a little white debris on the top, and the confusion between his eyebrows deepened a little.

Song Fuyou saw that his face was not good, and asked, "Lord Yan, what's wrong?" ”

Yan Kuan shook his head, made a silent gesture, and then carefully handed the wooden stick to his subordinates, took out a small wooden mallet, and knocked it along Liu Er's chest.

The pharmacy had been closed by order of the city commander, and the only sound in the entire shop was the beating of small wooden mallets.

When Yan Kuan knocked on the ribs, he was startled, looked up at Song Fuyou and asked, "Dare to ask Old Lady Song, what do you care about this person and how did he fall into the carriage?" Dare to ask who else is in the car? ”

Song Fuyou relayed Song Ling'er's words to Yan Kuan, the latter's brows were almost twisted together, and he said in a deep voice: "Judging from the hearing bone injury, the deceased still has a serious injury in the abdomen, not a fall, but more like being hit by a heavy object, Xia Guan thinks this is a murder case, but Xia Guan still doesn't dare to conclude that he has to continue the autopsy." ”

Song Fuyou's eyes were stunned, and he didn't have any extra expression to speak: "Go on." ”