Qian Mo reacted after a long time, "Master, you said... What the? ”

Chen Meng said it again.

Her grandmother is an old Chinese medicine doctor, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is the holy hand of Chinese medicine.

Specializing in the treatment of all kinds of incurable diseases, especially the kind that Qian Mo said, the old lady still has a secret recipe in her hand, and some pharmaceutical companies have not sold it at sky-high prices.

"The old lady is stubborn, refuses to mass-produce to reduce the efficacy of the drug, saying that it will smash the ancestor's signboard, our family has no one to study medicine, she has never been able to find a suitable heir, this recipe has not been made into Chinese patent medicine..."

Qian Mo suddenly felt like a dream, thought for a moment, and smiled bitterly.

The crowd looked for it thousands of times, and suddenly looked back.

I didn't believe in reincarnation before, but now she believes a little, if she hadn't been too obsessed with the identity gap in her previous life and refused to meet his family, how could she miss the opportunity to meet her grandmother?

If she could have seen his family earlier, maybe her body would have healed, and she wouldn't have suffered from heart disease due to overthinking.

In her previous life, Qian Mo was also looking for various prescriptions to cure herself, she had heard that there was an old Chinese medicine doctor who was very powerful, but when she looked for it, the old Chinese medicine doctor was gone.

It is said that he was taken away by his children to live for a long time, and Qian Mo searched for it all over the world, and finally lost his first child.

These seemingly unwanted pieces are spliced together, and the coincidence is inevitable.

Chen Meng saw Qianmo's stimulated appearance, and patted her hand distressedly, "I'll take you over in person during the winter vacation, it's not a big deal, don't put too much pressure on yourself, be brave." ”

Brave!

Qian Mo realized. If only she could be brave... In the previous life, many things would not have developed so badly.

Many times people think badly about things, because they are afraid of losing, they will be cautious, but the more careful they are, the more they lose, not only her, but many people.

Chen Meng took Qianmo to look at Lao Qian, Chen Meng chatted with Lao Qian, and Qianmo himself thought about his past and present lives to reflect on himself that day.

Her absent-minded appearance attracted Lao Qian's attention, and Lao Qian asked Chen Meng.

"Chen Ju, what's wrong with your beloved apprentice?"

"She's a little stimulated, and she's going to drill the horns here, it's okay, I'll just go back and beat her up." Chen Meng is extremely experienced in parenting.

What should I do if my child can't think about it? Most of them are owed, and it's good to beat them up.

"Haha, young people, there has to be a development process, just treat every day as the last day, you see me now, happy every day, not afraid of anything, live more to earn money, at the beginning of this year, the doctor said that my cancer cells did not spread at all, and it is possible to live for another five years."

Lao Qian's good attitude made Qianmo's heart clear.

Compared with Old Qian, there is no reason why she should not face her fears.

Out of the police station, Qian Mo took the initiative to say to Chen Meng.

"Master, do you have anything you like? I prepare gifts in advance. ”

A smile bloomed at the corner of Chen Meng's mouth.

She knew that Qian Mo would definitely be able to overcome her fears, defeat her demons and face them bravely.

"The old lady likes to eat braised pork, let the little black dog follow him, and he makes it delicious."

Qian Mo nodded, no matter whether she could be cured or not, she would not retreat easily this time, the bloody experience of her previous life told her that no matter how cruel the reality is, it can't compare to her imagination, face it bravely, no matter what the outcome is, escaping is never the best way to solve the problem.

After breaking up with Chen Meng, Qianmo didn't go back to school directly, she called Nuonuo.

"Sister, are you busy?"

"Busy."

"Can I ask you a favor?"

"Say."

Thirty minutes later, Qian Mo appeared at the door of the funeral home.

Qianmo begged Nuo Nuo to follow Nuo Nuo to see the dissection scene.

She wanted to treat her sickness.

Sickness is also a type of phobia, and Qian Mo didn't know that her sickness was so serious before this case, which may be related to the lack of chance of seeing blood in her previous life.

If you are not a policeman, motion sickness is not a fatal disease for ordinary people, blood is not very common in daily life, and a little bleeding will not have much impact on Qianmo, but the profession of police is different.

Those bloody crime scenes will bring great trouble to Qianmo.

Since it is a phobia, the treatment method should be the same as the treatment method for Xiao Hei - this is how Qian Mo understands it.

She plans to use the exposure therapy in behavioral therapy, which is to understand it simply, that is, to face her fear, go to the place where there is the most blood if she is afraid of blood, and force herself to face it in an extreme way.

Her treatment of Xiao Hei is similar to this aspect, pushing Xiao Hei down, forcibly going in and out of this and that, up and down.

Xiao Hei was cured almost once, the first time he was a little uncomfortable, the second time he wanted to welcome and refused to resist the body was very honest, and the third time he was familiar with the road, he was fine...

Yu Yinuo's assistant led Qianmo in and explained the rules to Qianmo.

"The chief doesn't like to talk when he works, he doesn't say anything when he goes in, he doesn't take off his protective clothing when he enters the dissection room, he doesn't take off his gloves and masks, and he is not allowed to take pictures."

The assistant complained, "The current TV series is too good at writing nonsense, you look at those forensic themes, wearing a suit and tie to bubble a little girl, so where is the forensic doctor?" In our case, the Chief can squirt these undedicated goods. ”

When dissecting a cadaver, protective clothing and gloves are absolutely and absolutely immovable, and leaving DNA behind will not destroy the scene?

Afraid that Qian Mo would not be able to remember, the assistant once again emphasized the rules for entering inside. Qian Mo wrote them down one by one and followed his assistant through the funeral home.

The funeral home is built on the outskirts of the city, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, as the end of life, is the last stop for the body to say goodbye to relatives, through solemnity, Qian Mo also learned today that the funeral home not only has a cremation function, forensic autopsy is actually carried out in this place.

"I always thought your autopsy room was at the police station." It seems to be the same on TV.

"The laboratory is in the bureau, the autopsy is in the hospital and the funeral home, and some forensic schools also have it, depending on the situation in various places, the funeral home dissection room in most places is funded by the bureau to build, after all, it is more convenient to keep the body in the funeral home."

There are no morgues in the Public Security Bureau at all, no, there is!

The autopsy room is in the innermost part of the funeral home, there is a separate small courtyard, you need to pass through half of the funeral home, the funeral home does not accept cremation business in the afternoon, this piece of quiet and scary.

Qian Mo also came to the funeral home when he accompanied his father to do white things for his grandparents before, and many people came in the morning without detecting fear, but in the afternoon, it was so quiet, Qian Mo's palms were a little cold.

The assistant took Qianmo to change into protective clothing, put on a mask and gloves, and there are different choices of protective clothing according to the degree of decay of the corpse, today's corpse is not seriously corrupted, Qianmo wore the usual surgical gown, just one layer, blue, gloves with three layers, the innermost layer is the kind of disposable gloves that usually eat spicy duck heads, and there are two layers outside.

Fully armed, Qian Mo followed his assistant into the dissection room.