Chapter 17

There are several offices in the forensic room. Xie Qiuming has her own independent office, and her apprentice Xiaochun is also in the same office as her.

It was the first time for Xie Qiuming to take care of an apprentice. She had no one to ask about her experience in taking care of an apprentice. She could only explore slowly by herself. Fortunately, Xiaochun is a smart girl who is willing to endure hardships and study hard.

"・・・"

"Xiaochun, you are really lucky. When you came to the Municipal Bureau for an internship, you met such a good master who taught you very seriously and didn't keep it private. Unlike my master, he didn't want to talk to me." They were also interns Another girl born to him looked at Xiaochun enviously.

Xiaochun smiled shyly and scratched her hair, "My master is a really nice person, but he is very cold-blooded towards the dead, never sympathizing with them, and feels sorry for what happened to them."

Xiaochun still can't understand.

"Sister Qiuming is obviously very good, why do you think she is cold-blooded?"

The intern didn't understand, looked at Xiaochun and said something again, "Sister Qiuming will be very sad every time she sends a deceased person away, but she won't show it. The dead without parents and family members were sent home and bought urns with their own money."

Xiaochun didn't know that Qiu Ming was such a person, nor had she heard of it.

"Sister Qiuming just doesn't want to show off what she has done, she is really kind." The intern is embarrassed to say that besides being soft-hearted and sympathetic to the victims, Xiaochun has never done anything for them, and has the face to say Qiuming My sister is a cold-blooded person. This intern is also a newcomer this year, but the master she met was not good. Every time she met and didn't understand, she would ask sister Qiuming. Sister Qiuming never ignored her.

She is not Sister Qiuming's apprentice, and Sister Qiuming has no secrets.

She is really grateful to sister Qiu Ming.

Xiaochun stopped talking.

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Qiu Ming, who left the city bureau, drove to buy medicine for Xiao Chuhan.

He kept coughing, so she bought a few bottles of cough medicine, fever-reducing medicine, and stomach pain medicine, and then drove to the vegetable market to buy fresh vegetables, fish, fruits, rice, and flour, and returned with a full load.

"Xiao Chuhan, open the door."

When Xie Qiuming came home, it was already 03:30 in the afternoon, Xiao Chuhan was woken up by the sound of knocking on the door, he sat up, with his head on the chicken nest, without any image, and went to open the door for her.

Xie Qiuming saw that he was consciously carrying vegetables, fruits, fish, rice, and white noodles, and they didn't feel heavy at all, so she gave her a thumbs up.

"..."

"What's the matter?" Xiao Chuhan carried the things back to the kitchen, and saw Xie Qiuming leaning on the door, looking at him with his head tilted.

He was puzzled, so he asked.

"Why do you think there is such a big gap in strength between men and women? You know I'm really tired and my hands hurt when I carry so many things," Xie Qiuming said.

She spread her hands, and there were red marks from plastic bags on her white and tender palms.

He frowned slightly, "You shouldn't buy so many things."

"I'll work overtime tomorrow, and I won't be able to go home at night. I'll buy you all the food. These things are enough for you to eat for several days."

"Are you going to work overtime?"

"Ah."

"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine tomorrow."

"Then take care of yourself, too."

Xie Qiuming handed him the medicine he bought, "This cough medicine has no side effects, you can take all three bottles."

"Okay." Xiao Chuhan took it and glanced at it. He didn't really like the taste of cough syrup, but he had to drink it.

"I'll cook." Xiao Chuhan started to cook, and Xie Qiuming was too embarrassed to let the patient work alone in the kitchen. She also took off her coat, went to the bathroom to wash her hands, and went to the kitchen to help him cook together.

Xiao Chuhan didn't expect her to come to help, he expressed his surprise, he glanced at her thin white fingers, full nails, such hands, can they really cook?
"..."

(End of this chapter)

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