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The white cloth was pulled apart, revealing a naked body with scars all over and a hideous face.
The old man couldn't help but look away.
But the coffin boy here seemed to have seen something he loved, with a satisfied smile, and stretched out his slender fingers to touch the corpse.
"Look, every inch of his skin is screaming how much it hurts. This blow broke his spleen... This hit made him unable to breathe... This hit hit him so hard..." he said.
The old man coughed.
"It's getting late, I have to rush back," he said.
Coffin Boy pouted.
"You people are really ignorant. These are so much fun, don't let them down." He said, stood up straight, pulled the white cloth to cover the corpse's head, stretched out his hand, "When you leave, remember to leave the money, so as not to lose money."
If you delay my funeral, people will pester you."
These words made the old man tremble. When he saw the young man grinning at him, he felt a little embarrassed knowing that he had been fooled.
"Never have I ever missed you." He said in a deep voice, opening the cloth bag he brought with him and unfolding it on the small stool beside him.
If Qi Yue were here, she would definitely be surprised. What was exposed in the cloth bag were also surgical tools. Of course, they couldn't be compared with those of hers. However, although the workmanship was rough, they were indeed tools used for cutting and scissors.
With trembling hands, the old man took a deep breath, picked up a small knife, and slashed at the corpse.
Coffin Boy stood aside and watched, shaking his head at this time.
"Look at those trembling hands. If you cut the wrong place, it will hurt," he said.
These words made the concentrated old man's hands tremble again and he glared at him with some annoyance.
Coffin Boy smiled at him, stretched out his hand and turned around with a yawn.
"You work, you work, I'm going to take a nap, and close the door when I leave to prevent wild dogs from coming in to eat the meat," he said.
The old man watched him walk away, feeling a little relieved, but suddenly thought of something again.
"Coffin boy, has anyone else been here before?" he asked.
The coffin boy stood still, without looking back, and waved his hand at him.
"If you have money, it's easy to do things. If you have the guts, just come in." He said.
There are many doctors who buy corpses to study the internal organs...
The old man obviously knew this too.
"I mean, have you ever had a woman here?" he asked again.
Coffin Boy turned around this time and grinned.
"Yes." He said.
The old man's eyes lit up and his breathing became rapid.
"Really?" he asked, raising his voice.
The coffin boy smiled and pointed at the rows of corpses.
"There are quite a few people coming in lying down," he said, "but not standing ones yet."
The old man let out a breath and didn't feel angry enough to pay any more attention to him.
"Doctor Wang, why do you suddenly think of women? Could it be that you are interested in women... corpses?" Coffin Boy asked with a smile, with a cold look on his face that was a bit obscene. In this room full of life, he looked
More penetrating.
The old man ignored his teasing.
"Some people say that there is a woman who can perform a caesarean section to heal her wounds..." he said slowly.
Coffin Boy was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"Before the rooster crows, Doctor Wang, please move faster." He did not pick up the old man's topic, but said, as if he had not heard the words just now, waved his hands and walked out humming a ditty.
The old man laughed at him and shook his head.
"Woman," he murmured to himself and smiled, "it must have been Liu Pucheng who did it. He was afraid of being held responsible for stealing corpses, so he climbed up a high branch and pushed the woman on top of her. Young Madam of the Hou Mansion... He is really
Dare to climb...it is said that the origin of this young lady is unknown, could it be that she is his...illegitimate daughter?"
A distant cockcrow came, interrupting the old man's random thoughts. He quickly calmed down and began to continue.
Under the dim light, busy figures were illuminated, as well as increasingly heavier breathing, making the night in this Yizhuang even more eerie and permeable.
When the sky was getting brighter, the coffin boy heard the sound of the door opening and closing, and knew that Doctor Wang was gone, so he yawned and got up from the bed.
"Work, work," he said, grabbing a sewing frame from under the bed and lifting up a half-old piece of clothing on it, revealing a large handful of thread and four or five needles of varying sizes.
Through the hazy night fog that still lingers, you can clearly see that the thread is different from the common sewing thread.
The coffin boy came to the morgue here with a sleepy sewing frame under his arm.
On the table over there, the body with its head covered by a white cloth was still lying peacefully, but its stomach had been opened, and it was a mess, as if it had been eaten by a vicious dog.
Coffin Boy hummed a little tune and put down the sewing frame, picked up the needle and threaded it.
"...It's so...so stupid...Look at the mess..." He groaned, reaching for the belly of the corpse and returning the scattered internal organs that had lost their shape one by one, "...
These doctors are so stupid, they have no courage, they are so distracted that they cannot do such a simple thing well..."
As his hands were flying needles and threads, the originally messy abdominal organs were being restored to their original appearance one by one, and the skin was being sutured layer by layer. He moved skillfully and squinted his eyes from time to time and yawned.
When the first morning light shone on the righteous village, the coffin boy also completed his work. The flesh and blood on the ground was cleaned up, and the body lying flat on the table seemed to be intact except for the suture in front of it.
The coffin boy took out a piece of clothing from nowhere, put it on the deceased with a quick movement, took a torn mat and rolled it up, and placed the body on the straw mat beside it like a cloth bag.
"Okay, go to sleep." He looked at the corpse, clapped his hands and said.
He stood up and walked out. Due to the special function of Yizhuang, the sunlight seemed not to shine through. The surrounding area was already sprinkled with morning light, and it was still very dark here.
The coffin boy grabbed a money bag from under the stone by the door, weighed it in his hand, and smiled with satisfaction.
"I have money. The Marquis was so stingy that he gave me a bag of money to seal. It was not enough for me to gamble. Now it's better. I've been hungry for a few days. Let's go to Wangpo Soup Tea Shop for a good meal." He said.
Putting the money bag in his arms, he walked toward the city with his hands crossed and facing the morning light.
When the morning light entered the room, Chang Yuncheng woke up. The first moment he opened his eyes, his whole body tensed up and he sat up suddenly. Then he realized that he was still in his own room, but he was not sleeping like he was used to.
He relaxed and looked at the small room in the morning light. There were books and strange goose feathers on the table, which was clean and tidy.
Chang Yuncheng picked up his clothes and put them on, and saw the bedroom opposite.
The door to the bedroom was closed tightly. He pursed his lips and smiled, then strode over while dressing.
"Hey." He called.
No one in the bedroom responded.
"Get up." he shouted again.
There was still no response from inside. Chang Yuncheng hesitated and stretched out his hand to open the door.
The bed was piled with quilts, no one was there, and the sound of water could be heard from the clean room.
He hesitated for a moment, then finally made up his mind and reached out to push the door of the clean room.
"Qi Yueniang." He shouted.
When his hand touched the door, his heart beat fast and he closed his eyes at the same time, but when he touched it, the door did not open.
This woman…
Chang Yuncheng opened his eyes and shook the door vigorously.
Qi Yue's laughter came from inside.
"Pervert, I'm not that stupid." She laughed.
"Come out, I want to use it." Chang Yuncheng said.
"I haven't finished it yet, just wait." Qi Yue said inside.
Chang Yuncheng snorted and turned around to sit down.
The sound of rushing water and the woman's quiet humming came from the clean room.
"It sounds awful," Chang Yuncheng said, tapping the table with his hand.
Time passed slowly. At first he could sit still leisurely, but after a while he couldn't sit still anymore.
"Hey, are you okay?" He walked over and knocked on the door again.
"No..." Qi Yue's long tone answered him.
"Enough is enough." Chang Yuncheng said, slamming the door twice.
The sound of water rushing inside became louder.
Chang Yuncheng was indeed joking on purpose at first, but now he felt a little anxious. He simply pushed the door hard. He didn't know what the woman was pushing against behind the door, but it was so heavy that it didn't move at all.
Do you want him to run out so early in the morning? If word of this spreads...
Hearing the thumping noise inside, Aru and Qiuxiang, who had been eavesdropping outside the door, could no longer bear it.
"Your Majesty, what are your orders?" Aru opened the door and came in, lowering his head and saying.
Qiuxiang timidly followed Aru, not daring to take a breath.
Chang Yuncheng strode out from them.
"Young Madam?" Aru shouted again.
There was the sound of heavy objects being moved in the clean room, and then the door opened, and Qi Yue walked out with her hair swaying.
"Get ready to eat." She said with a smile.
Ah Ru and Qiu Xiang hurriedly left, one went to ask Ah Hao to comb her hair, and the other went to prepare to pass the meal.
"Sister Aru." Qiuxiang walked out and pulled Aru and whispered, "The prince and the young lady seem to be sleeping together..."
A'ru was startled. She couldn't help but look back at the bedroom and saw the familiar red brocade quilt she had prepared for the young lady on the prince's bed...
This was impossible, so she subconsciously looked to the other side. Qi Yue was already sitting in front of the bronze mirror, and Yaqing's quilt was placed on the Arhat bed next to her.
"It's just a change of place." She said with a sigh of relief, but also a little disappointed, and pulled Qiuxiang out.
After Chang Yuncheng came back from the study, Qi Yue had already finished eating.
"It's really unruly." He said angrily.
Qi Yue was walking on the corridor and just smiled when she heard his words.
Sitting alone in the dining room without the smelly woman, Chang Yuncheng found the food boring, so he took a few bites and left.
The girls in the yard were cleaning and sweeping, it was quiet and lively.
Chang Yuncheng walked into the house, but Qi Yue could not be seen.
Qiuxiang and her two girls were making the bed and wiping the tables, chairs and benches when they saw him coming in and were busy giving him a greeting.
"Where is the young lady?" Chang Yuncheng asked.
"Young Madam has gone out," Qiuxiang said.
Chang Yuncheng suddenly felt filled with suffocation.
What does this stinky woman think of this place? Is it so difficult to stay in the house while running around all day long?
Just go out without saying a word, what does she think of him?!
"Where has she gone?" He shouted in a deep voice, "Who asked her to go out casually?"
Qiuxiang was so frightened that she trembled.
"You said you were going to the pharmacy?" she stammered, "The young madam said she reported it to Mrs. Marquis..."
This stinky woman...
Chang Yuncheng rolled up his sleeves and sat down.
"Get out of here." He looked at the girls in the room and felt upset.
Qiuxiang hurriedly led the people out.
The room returned to quietness, which was even more disturbing...
Chang Yuncheng grabbed his cloak and strode out.***(To be continued)