However, Han Yi was wrong, and the person who came was Peng Chi with a dark cloud on his face.

"Your face is so ugly, haven't you slept well?" Han Yi endured him to kick his hatred, pretending not to know anything and asking him.

"Qian is shallow."

"Oh."

Han Yi replied casually, if he wanted to apologize to himself, then he would think too much, and he would like to fight with her again, the kind of death.

"Jin Yiwei didn't do anything."

Han Yi suddenly laughed, it turned out that he didn't care about Qian Qian's comfort, but worried that no one in Jinyiwei would perform an autopsy.

"I will."

Who hasn't acted in a few TV series about forensics, although they are all third-rate things that can't be put on the table, but she also studied autopsy very seriously for this reason.

Peng Chi raised his eyebrows, looking disbelieving.

"Will you?"

Miss General's Mansion, even if you can enter the case, will you conduct an autopsy?

"When there is a test." Peng Chi said, as if hinting that she should do what she can, don't pretend to understand.

Han Yi is a little vain, after all, his three-legged cat kung fu, whether he can pass is another matter.

"Let the horses come." Even if you think that way in your heart, you can't pay lip service to it.

Peng Chi saw her confident appearance, so he led her to the morgue of the county magistrate.

The county magistrate is in charge of the smaller events in the capital, at most, who loses the pig and who the sheep disappears, all of which are in his charge, which is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and it is not his turn to do important things.

There were several teenagers who had drowned on the desk.

It's just spring, so go swimming?

Han Yi complained about the child's naughtiness in his heart.

Probing his nose, feeling his chest, pulseless and unconscious, confirmed to be dead.

Seeing that the corpse was quite swollen, it was estimated that he choked a lot of water, Han Yi pressed his chest hard, and sure enough, water squirted out of his nose and mouth.

"They drowned because they were bound by water and weed."

After some careful study, Han Yi came to a conclusion.

"Pass." Peng Chi said.

Han Yi feels that the plot is gradually bloody, and these things are all on the surface.

"My lord, it's not good!" A catcher hurried in and happened to see Peng Chi.

"Master Peng, you're here." The head catcher said.

Peng Chi motioned to him with cold eyes to speak.

"Qian family, Miss Qian is dying, she wants to see you."

Han Yi is a little weak-hearted, she can't be killed by her, right?

When he arrived at Qian's house, Qian Qian, who had fought with Han Yi before, was lying on the bed, his arm was injured and he was bleeding a lot, and there was a man in black lying on the ground in Qian Qian's house.

"Peng Chi, you're finally here." Qian Qian covered his bleeding hands and said in a hoarse voice.

While the two were talking, Han Yi kept observing Qian Qian's wounds.

It should only hurt the arm, and the bleeding should be stopped immediately, otherwise it will really be out.

"You let go." Han Yi slapped Qian Qian's hand covering the wound.

"What are you doing!" Qian Qian screamed, but because he was weak, he couldn't break free from Han Yi.

The blood is slow, dark red, and should be venous bleeding.

Without hesitation, Han Yi tore off a piece of cloth from her brocade uniform and tied it to her arm in two strokes.

"Stop the bleeding yourself, you can still live."

Qian Qian was about to ask Han Yi what he meant by this, but Han Yi turned his head and left arrogantly.

The housekeeper's wife, who was kneeling on the ground, said, "There seems to be medicine to stop bleeding in the house, I'll look for it." ”。

As a result, Qian Qian's life was saved, but for a long time, it is estimated that he will not be able to fight with Han Yi.