Erosion of bones and pets, forensic mad concubine

Chapter 924 Liu Moyi, the Daily Life of a Death Row Inmate
Chapter 924 Liu Moyi, the Daily Life of a Death Row Inmate
"I saw it." Uncle Feng was a little anxious, pinched the white jade bottle in his hand, shook it and said, "He also gave me this, and said that if it is easy to take it, it can relieve suffocation."

The maidservant in red took the vial, pulled out the stopper, and put it on the tip of her nose for a sniff.

With this smell, a scent of grass and trees came straight through.

She frowned, still in disbelief.

But Uncle Feng said: "We don't understand these things, show it to the workshop owner, and the workshop owner understands."

Although the servant girl was still a little bit repelled when she heard the words, she didn't dare to make her own decisions, so she finally let out an "um" and went upstairs with the white jade bottle.

The pill in his hand was round and exquisite, with a light green color as a whole. Although its fragrance was not obvious, it exuded a lingering aura.

Ji Xiaqiu stared at the pill for a long time, until Sister Hong and Uncle Feng thought that the master had fallen asleep with his eyes open, she finally put the pill down.

On his face, there was a trace of unfathomable complexity.

"Four Jin Xiangzhi Pills."

The five words overflowed shallowly from the mouth, and there was a kind of tiredness in the tone.

Uncle Feng has never heard of the name of this pill, but being able to be given a name proves that it is indeed a delicious medicine.

Sister Hong had heard of this name before, she hesitated for a while, her hands trembled, and she asked with a strange expression: "But, that one, that King Quan mentioned it...Sijinxiangzhi... "

Ji Xiaqiu glanced at her and nodded.

Sister Hong's usually cold and stern face showed an uncontrollable joy, and then she became suspicious: "That King Quan clearly stated that the three ingredients in this medicine have all been extinct, not only in the Qingyun Kingdom, but also in the surrounding countries. I can’t find it everywhere, so how can it be…”

It has been more than 20 years since Fangzhu's martial arts were abolished.

When Sister Hong knew that Fangzhu was also capable of martial arts before, Fangzhu was already a weak and frail person who often suffered from angina, headache, pain here and there.

Sister Hong once asked, if the body has been disabled for more than 20 years, and the body is getting worse day by day, there is still hope for such a person.

Everyone said that there was no cure, the time was too long, the lesion was too long, the roots of the body had been worn out, and it was impossible to heal.

That uninvited guest, Quan Wang, loves to come to Fangzhu. Sister Hong doesn't like him very much, but at the same time, she knows another thing from him.

One thing she cares about most.

Fangzhu's body can be cured.

The meridians have been occluded for more than 20 years, and the depression of inner qi that ordinary people can't imagine. The only way to break the disease is to relax.

Internal diseases are different from external diseases, not to mention dredging the meridians, it is an ordinary doctor, I am afraid that if you don't mention it, he will not be able to diagnose your internal channels.

But Sister Hong knew that since the King of Quan said that it could be cured, it must be curable.

The King of Quan has found several old doctors, all of whom are said to be genius doctors who have never been seen in this world. Two of them were retired from the imperial hospital, and one was the mentor of the three imperial doctors who served in the court.

The background is that one is bigger than the other, and several people have checked the pulse of Fangzhu, and answered that the root cause of the disease can be cured, but there is a lack of medicine.

It is said that it lacks one flavor, but in fact it lacks three flavors. It is not an easy task to make the "Sijin Xiangzhi Pill" that was mentioned at a glance in the isolated ancient medicine book.

Sister Hong was unwilling to leave the state capital this time, because before coming, Fangzhu began to feel unwell, probably because of a change in the weather, and the angina pectoris recurred.

But news came from the capital at that time, saying that the young master had gone to the capital, so Sister Hong couldn't stop her, and Master Fang went to the capital in person.

On the way here, Fangzhu didn't suffer from angina, but because of the bad weather, he caught wind and cold directly.

Just before that, she was still regretting in her heart, regretting that she didn't take good care of Fangzhu, and also regretting that she didn't stop him anymore, why did she agree to Fangzhu's trip this time.

But now, she feels that all of this is predestined. The Sijin Xiangzhi Pill, which has long been extinct, is so easily available?

Happiness came too fast, and there were too many impossibilities in it, so Sister Hong didn't dare to get too excited, for fear that extreme joy would turn into sadness.

In the white jade bottle, there were only three pills, not many, but extremely precious.

Ji Xiaqiu looked at Sister Hong and Uncle Feng's surprised but scared eyes, put down the medicine bottle, but asked: "That young master, how old is it?"

Sister Hong recalled, and immediately said: "About 20 years old, looks very young."

Ji Xiaqiu asked again: "What does it look like?"

"Very handsome, gentle and elegant, with the appearance of a talented scholar." Sister Hong described.

But Ji Xiaqiu laughed. She thought of what Rong Huang had told her in private. He said that there are thousands of doctors in the world. But only one was missed.

That one came from the Qujiang Mansion in the south of the Yangtze River. It was said that this person had extraordinary ability to open people's stomachs and cure people's lives.

But more people love to call him Mr.

Because this person's real job is not to open a clinic to treat people's disease, but to enter the court to dissect people's corpses and judge cases.

King Quan said that a dead horse should be treated as a living horse doctor, why don't you bring this one along and show her?

Ji Xiaqiu refused, but he didn't say the reason for the rejection.

King Quan didn't ask, but maybe, he knew about her, and he didn't have the courage to meet his daughter yet.

The white jade porcelain vase on the table was crystal clear, Ji Xiaqiu looked at it for a long time, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

Fate comes and goes, passing by.

Rubbing the corners of the porcelain bottle with her fingertips, her movements were so gentle, as if she was stroking the face of a baby.

In fact, as a mother, I only touched the baby's face once, and now I want to recall it again, but I can't remember the feeling.

……

the other side.

In the narrow cell, the turbid breath poured into the nostrils.

Liu Moyi no longer remembered how many days he had smelled this smell, it was wet and smelly, with a sour smell.

He opened his eyes, slowly sat up from the haystack, leaned his back against the unclean wall, looked at the half-mutilated man in the opposite cell, and looked away for a moment.

The big man on the opposite side also seemed to see Liu Mo to look at him, and glanced past him coldly with a sinister look, then turned his back again and fell asleep facing the wall.

Liu Mo thought he was actually woken up by the noise. Just half an hour ago, the cell door opposite him opened, and the big man living opposite was taken away. When he came back, the stench was even stronger.

Liu Mo knew that it was the man's leg that was completely rotten, and the smell of rot, perhaps, was also mixed with some other things.

The punishments that the jailers are used to are the ones that put a branding iron on your festering wounds, making you feel more pain than you want to live.

Cruel, but effective.

In the opposite prison lived a gangster who robbed and plundered a lot and committed many crimes. He had been robbing for ten years and killed hundreds of people.

After subjugating the law a while ago, some relatives left behind by the victim came to the Qingzhou Yamen to unblock Yinzi angrily.

From the second day onwards, the big man had to be tortured for an hour every day, half an hour in the morning and half an hour in the evening. people take revenge.

It was almost ten days since he was in prison, and Liu Moyi woke up every day, seeing this kind of scene and smelling this kind of dead air. From the beginning, he couldn't accept it, but now, he is getting used to it.

"It's time to eat." The jailer's voice came from far to near.

Then, share the meal all the way down.

When he arrived at Liumo, the rice bucket was half down, and a bowl was placed outside his railing, and then someone scooped a spoonful of soup, vegetable leaves, and rice from the bucket into the bowl.

This is breakfast, after this meal, the next meal is evening.

Liu Moyi stretched out his hand, carefully moved the bowl in, stared at the indescribable food, closed his eyes fiercely, grabbed a vegetable leaf with his hand, and put it in his mouth.

It looked bad, and it tasted bad, but maybe because of the cold weather, it didn't have time to go bad.

Better than starving.

For the first two days, Liu Mo didn't eat, but because he would be dragged outside by the jailer to do work and dig the soil, he had to eat. If he didn't eat, he would definitely not be able to survive physically.

This is the daily life of a condemned prisoner. The day he was scheduled to be executed was ten days later.

(End of this chapter)