Shen Chuming closed the door, carried a washed basin, and met him when he left the courtyard.

Hearing him ask, he lowered his eyes slightly, covered the waves, and denied as he walked: "No." ”

He studied medicine, and he couldn't hide his illness or not.

Shen Zhinian smiled when he heard this, a dark light flashed in his gentle eyes, and he looked behind him, "There are guests at home?" ”

His younger brother, except for a few acquaintances from the same village, basically no one else will come over.

They don't even get people into their own houses.

Unless, the relationship between this person is not ordinary.

"Dr. Zhang came here just now and picked a few herbs to try." Shen Chuming stood at the gate of the courtyard, poured water into the grass, and his tone was very ordinary, "Are your legs better?" ”

When he came here, he had already checked all the relevant information of Shen Chuming, who looked exactly like him.

His elder brother is not the biological eldest brother of the original Shen Chuming, but the child born to Shen Chuming's maternal revolutionary sister who died before his mother remarried.

The display of Shen Zhinian on the data is also very ordinary, a cultural element who has been studying medicine all year round.

But now after contacting him for a while, I found that this person is a little weird.

He was often not in the house at night, and he could not be traced.

At first, he thought he was going to school, but later learned from others that he would not stay overnight at the school.

Shen Zhinian's legs were covered with a thin blanket, and his body was a close-fitting and fleece camel-colored sweater, outlining his skin with a faint white coolness, intellectual and elegant, revealing a bit of nobility.

Recoction of medicine for a severe cold?

He lowered his eyelids, a nonchalant smile raised at the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "In this life, that's it." Fortunately, I didn't lose my hands, otherwise I would never have been able to touch the medicine again. ”

"That's right." He slowly raised his eyes, and the color of his eyes on his backlit face could not be seen clearly, flickering and flickering, flickering and flickering, "I heard that you have been quite close to a certain little girl in the village recently, and you can bring it back another day to see." ”

Shen Chuming's eyebrows were deep, his thumb and index finger rubbed lightly, and he suddenly chuckled, "Big brother also knows." ”

"Your business, I, as a big brother, naturally care." Shen Zhinian's crossed fingers let go and lifted the thin blanket up, "Mom should be back in a few days, and when the time comes, maybe she can see it too." ”

This Shen Chuming, Shen Han, who has fought with him, is full of seven points.

It's not like the three points, it's falling into the dust, and the mood and bearing are not similar.

The tone of the two is very ordinary, just like chatting about home, but they don't know that the other party is tempting, but they are both hidden.

*

Inside the house.

Su Yu's fingers moved, and when she heard the sound of the door closing, she slowly opened her eyes.

She had just woken up, and she heard a person named Lin Shuang, called the third master Shen team.

Fortunately, she kept her eyes closed, her hands clutching the corners of the quilt and not opening her eyes, not revealing any flaws.

It stands to reason that in Xiayang Village or even in a small place like Xiayang Town, there can be no one who can be called the captain.

She had only heard of this title in the past, such as some special police units and military districts.

What is the identity of the third master, and does it involve the above?

Could it be that he was sent from the city or above? Last time, he also talked about the case of missing persons, could it be that he really came down from a little police officer?

Silently hiding in this place, just to find out the murderer and find out the case?

Su Yu became more and more confused, and this thought didn't exist for long, when she heard the sound of talking outside the door again.

Far away, she couldn't hear who was coming or what was said, until she waited for the door to be pushed again.