The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

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Free autopsy, free help to solve the case, but also to give a gift, what is the reason?

Yan Yan’s heart is not refreshing, but there is no way. Fortunately, Liu Rang is a four-pronged history. The top leader in Suzhou City, it is rare that he can see her like a little girl. If she changes someone else, I am afraid that if I submit an autopsy, I will be thrown out as a mental illness. At the gate of the house, Liu Rang always believed her.

After reading the two patients, Yan Yan went to the ready-to-wear store to buy a set of men's round neck narrow-sleeved Hu suit to facilitate the autopsy.

"Mother, let's go where?" Shao Ming looked at Yan Yan's dress and asked inexplicably.

"Do you want to practice medicine?" Yan Yan did not answer. No matter whether it is a doctor or a doctor, Yan Yan needs one or two assistants. Even if he only helps some small ones, he can alleviate a lot of burdens.

Shao Ming’s eyes lit up and he replied: “Think.”

"Don't talk later, look carefully." Yan Yan also wants to try Shao Ming's guts and potential. If he and Sang Chen are the same rabbit, no matter how loyal and potential, it is in vain.

After the autopsy anatomy, there is nothing to see in the end, and Yan Yan is not afraid of anyone knowing.

The two men got on the carriage and went to the vestige to stop the corpse before the time.

The weather is not very good, the gloom is heavy, as if it is possible to fall rain at any time. The willow soft branches next to the river bank in the doorway gently sway in the breeze. There are almost no pedestrians in front of the corpse, even if one or two people pass, they are head down. Step by step.

Two carriages were parked in the lane on the left side. Yan Yan guessed that the history of Liu’s thorns had arrived, and he went to the gate of the morgue. He had not asked Zhangkou, and the servant asked: "But the corpse of the autopsy?"

"Exactly." Yan Yandao.

Followed by Shao Ming's heart in the back, he thought that he would go to a family to go to the wrong place for the next time. He did not expect to actually come to the mortuary of the mansion, and the mother turned out to be a masterpiece! Still thinking about it in the future, Yan Yan has already entered from the side door, Shao Ming is also busy carrying the box to follow the past.

The characteristic rot of the carrion in the morgue was faintly floating. The clouds on the sky were low, hot and humid, which made people feel uneasy. Shao Ming felt a little scared and kept on the side of Yan Yan. Look around in vigilance.

The servant led the two to the front of a morgue. "It's here." After that, he did not go back.

Shao Ming looked at his look like a ghost, and his heart was shaking.

Yan Yan glanced at him through the power fence soap. "If you are afraid, you can go to the gate and wait."

Shao Ming swallowed and swallowed. He wanted to go to the gate, but he also knew in his heart that Yan Yan wanted to test him. He also had to swear by his head: "I am not afraid."

With a faint sigh, he pushed open the door. A cold breath rushed to the surface, Shao Ming was awkward, and his head shrank even more.

Except for Yan Yan’s surprise, there are more than one or two people in the house. In addition to the history of Liu’s thorns in the official costume of the twilight, there is another youth with a robe official uniform, four with a light green official uniform and one strong. Han’s arms are on one side, and the other old man who is shrinking is the seal that Yan Yan once saw.

Yan Yan’s eyes were slightly stunned, staring at the robes and serving the youth, and my heart retired. At the same time, there are some doubts. How will he appear here? I was in purple for a while, and I was wearing red for a while. What kind of official is it?

Xiao Yu’s current description is quite different from the lazy look of last night. He wears a dark-colored round collar official uniform, wearing a black skull, a small group of flowers, a grass-golden belt, a sturdy, imposing, and whole house. Full of oppression. Yan Yan thought, it is also very good to bring such a person to avoid evil when the autopsy.

Thinking about it, Yan Yan’s heart was a little more relaxed, and he owed it to a person who was owed, indicating that Shao Ming had put down the box.

"Seventeen mothers, things are ready for you." Liu let smile happily greeted him and personally put the box in front of her.

His "Seventeen Niangniang" exit, Yan Yan clearly felt a real eye gaze over, seeing her scalp numb, do not know why, there is a feeling of imaginary.

"Thank you for the history of Liu Zhi." Now, I have to bite my teeth.

Open the box, and then take the exit cover and put it on, then remove the power fence and put on the gloves. Although knowing that this is not meaningful, she can't hold the man, but she has done everything subconsciously. Yan Yan finishing gloves, my heart secretly wondered, why should I be afraid of him?

If you can't figure it out, you won't think about it. There was no extra words in Yan Yan, and he ran straight to the body at the feet.

The corpse was placed on a wooden platform, which happened to be able to stand up with a slight bend. The Tang Dynasty rarely had such a high table. At first glance, it was known that it was specially customized, and Yan Yan secretly smashed Liu’s history. One sentence: Damn old fox.

Uncovering Subu, a woman with a horrible face is presented to everyone. The body is still fresh, as Liu Zhishi said, the skin of the face is smeared with flesh and blood. On visual inspection, there are at least eleven knives. The wounds are mainly distributed on the cheeks and jaws, and only the blood on the forehead is stained. There is no injury.

The face was bruising and swollen, and Yan Yan reached out and opened the eyelids of the body, and found the subconjunctival hemorrhage in the eye.

The forensic analysis of death thinking is that the first murder and then suicide, the first external cause and then the internal cause, the first damage and then the disease, see the dead body of such a cruel and disfigured body, Yan Yan will definitely test from the corner of the murder, and external damage It is clear.

However, after a series of inspections, according to the arrangement of the scars and the direction of the knife edge, Yan Yan came up with a very puzzling result - these scars on the face of the eyebrows were actually caused by the dead themselves.

There is only one trace of the neck under the throat. The mark is divided behind the head and not intersected. This is a manifestation of self-deprecation. It is not that someone first strangles her and pretends to be self-defeating.

In order to verify this result, Yan Yan quickly untied the corpse clothes and faded away.

Cui Mei died only one night, the body is well preserved, the skin is fair and delicate, the raised chest is round and plump, the legs are straight and slender, if you don't look at the face, such a graceful body, it is hard not to be tempted, the presence of It’s a man who is the first time to gather with others to watch a woman’s body.

Liu let dry and coughed twice. Yu Guangyi went to Xiao Yu and saw that his face was unchanged. He also stared at the movement of Yan Yan on the body without hesitation. He couldn’t help but sigh, no wonder he could live in a high place at a young age. The constant force of the movement, even he is difficult to get.

Yan Yan carefully examined the entire body and opened the door: "There are ten scars on the face of the deceased, the edges of the incision are neatly turned out, there is a slight inflammation, and the wounds are different in depth and in a more uniform manner. The wound is judged as The deceased was born before, and it is very likely that she was scratched by herself."

"How is it possible? Some people will put their faces into the same kind!" Feng Xun immediately questioned, he judged to be murderous, if it was easily overthrown, his reputation in Suzhou City would plummet.

Liu Rang also always thought that Cui Mei was killed in murder. He was somewhat puzzled: "Why is this?"

"First of all, except for the knife wounds on the face and the marks on the neck, there are no obvious scars in other parts of the body. If it is done by others, how can the deceased leave the knife on her face? At least, The murderer will hold her down, the strength used is not small, how can there be no trace?" Yan Yan explained.

Feng Xing replied in a cold voice, "If the murderer is wrapped around her, so that his limbs can not move, it is also likely to cause such a phenomenon."

Yan Yan nodded. "There is indeed this possibility, but I suspect that she is self-mutilating. There is another reason, because people will feel pain, and when they commit suicide or self-harm, they will feel pain when they slash, and the pain will become lighter, so it is generally The weight of the lower knife is light, so the depth of the knife edge is different. If the number of knives is large, the number of knives with different depths will be arranged in a more uniform manner. You can see the wound on the face of the eyebrow. ""

"Well, why do you self-mutilate?" Feng Xun frowned.

“Good end?” Yan Yan looked at him, his voice was undulating: “People’s state of suffering is often related to feelings. The mental state of suicides when committing suicide, self-harm, and self-abuse can’t be measured by ordinary people’s psychology. I must have checked that she has been pregnant for nearly a month. She is the fun of the Caixiu Pavilion. She is not selling her body. Why is she suddenly pregnant with a child? Also, she has a bayberry-like sore spot, obviously It is suffering from flowering willow disease, which should not happen, why does it happen to her? Of course, at present, only some characteristics prove that she is self-mutilating, and the specific situation will not be determined until after dissection."

Feng Xun smashed, he has been working for decades, and the bodies he dissected are few, one is not allowed by the family of the deceased, and the other is that unless it is a major injury, such as a liver rupture, it is not guaranteed to be discovered after dissection. cause of death. The work of Datang is basically the same. Even if a little girl is dissected, can she see what? If you don’t believe it, you will live your mouth and wait and see.

Since it is self-satisfied, Yan Yan began to dissect from the hanging of the neck. When she cut the skin of the deceased's neck and exposed the muscle tissue, she immediately found the bleeding in the tissue and muscles of the neck. The action doesn't stop, but I have to explain it to the outsiders. Otherwise, she knows it and what is the use. "You see, there is bleeding in the skin and muscles. This is one of the manifestations of sudden death."

Saying, Yan Yan used the cockroaches to point out the parts of the bleeding for everyone, and then cut the parts that had never been subjected to sputum and let them compare.

After doing all this, Yan Yan looked up and slammed against a pair of black eyes. She gave a slight glimpse and saw Xiao Yu nodded with interest. Feng Niu originally saw Yan Yan's skilled knife method, and his heart was shocked. Although he was unwilling to show it on the surface, when Yan Yan began to explain, he had a kind of stealing joy in his heart, so he listened very seriously.

The rest of the people turned pale and blue, and closed their mouths to prevent vomiting and dysphoria. Even Xiao Yu’s guard was also uncomfortable.

Since someone can understand it, Yan Yan continues to dig deeper and cuts to the vicinity of the hyoid bone. "The neck artery is ruptured, the hyoid bone is broken, and there are blood spots and congestion under the mucosa of the posterior pharyngeal wall..."

Yan Yanbian said, point out these parts to show them, Yan Yan knows, even if the rest of the people are afraid to watch, at least there are seals and Xiao Yu.

The scalpel continues down, peeling off the attached muscles, revealing the white bones of the forest, "cervical fractures, dislocations, and bleeding."

After testing these, Yan Yan did not stop, and then began to dissect the chest and abdomen. The knife in her hand is like life. It is well controlled, where it is cut, how deep it is cut, it is very precise, it goes down, the skin and the skin The fat is cut and it will never hurt the internal organs.

Xiao Yu’s gaze could not help but shift to the face of Yan Yan.

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