"Wait a minute. I’ll bandage it for you." Looking at Korea, Huan wanted to retract his right foot into the bed and float in the sky, and said quickly.
"No, it’s already stitched." Han Jin Huan said with a frown.
"It’s just a stitch. The wound hasn’t healed yet, or it needs some external protection." Feiyang shook his head with a frown and said.
"Well, then," Han Jin Huan hesitated a little and felt that Feiyang said it made sense and nodded and said.
Get the consent of Han Jin Huan to float in the sky and squat down in front of Han Jin Huan again.
"Do you want to find a stool to sit in the sky?" Looking at the flying posture, Han Jin Huan asked lightly.
"Don’t just do it for a while, it doesn’t matter," Feiyang said with a light smile, and then held Han Jin Huan’s delicate right foot on his thigh and was about to bandage her. Suddenly, he thought of an idea. "Han Jie heard that Qi can cure diseases. Why don’t we try it?"
"How to try?" Han Jin Huan didn’t understand these questions and asked.
"I haven’t tried this either, but according to the theory, I will lose my true qi into your affected area and then urge it to run around your affected area, which is likely to be effective." Feiyang looked forward to watching Han Jinhuan and hoped that she could be her first time as a healing mouse for others.
"Well," said Han Jin-huan, who looked forward to flying and nodded slightly.
"Great, Han Jie, I want it now. If there is anything uncomfortable, don’t bear to tell me." Seeing Han Jin-huan nodded and promised to fly in the sky, holding Han Jin-huan’s right foot and watching her repeatedly warned.
"Well, I know." Han Jin Huan nodded with a smile and then lay down and let the flying work.
See Korea do huan is ready to float in the sky static gas concentration will run the true qi in the right index finger and middle finger gently press to Korea do huan wound around the true qi through the past, and then close your eyes and carefully put the true qi around Korea do huan wound slowly running.
"Ah" lying in bed, Han Jin Huan suddenly exclaimed and then took his right foot back.
"What’s the matter, Han Jie? Did I hurt you?" Asked Feiyang, fearing that this true qi would have any effect on her.
"No, I feel that there are some crisp, limp and numb, and some itching." Han Jin Huan’s novel was slightly red.
"Oh, really, that means that I’m really angry. Let’s go on," said Feiyang, excited to hear Han Jin’s description.
"Well," Han Jin Huan hesitated and finally stretched his right foot over.
Flying left hand holding Korea Huan right foot continue to exercise around her wound.
"Well" Korea huan jiao shout a face more red.
"Han Jie you endure point" float in the sky looked up at Korea do huan said gently.
"Well" Han Jin Huan nodded slightly and then bit his lip tightly to prevent Jiao Hu from issuing again.
Fly in the sky bowed their heads and distractions continue to exercise the true qi, and then carefully guide the true qi to circulate in the wound of Korea’s full joy, while Korea’s full joy is flushed and gasping for breath, but there is no more noise. The chest ups and downs are becoming more and more obvious, and the lips are biting tighter.
"Well, Han Jie should be about the same. Your wound has scabbed. I believe it will take out stitches in two days." Feiyang tried to convey the true qi and looked at Han Jin Huan’s wound. The visible speed was slowly healing. This loosened Han Jin Huan’s feet and slightly adjusted them. Then he said with a smile that he did not see Han Jin Huan’s response. He looked up and found that I did not know when Han Jin Huan was asleep with a slight smile.
Flying gently smiled and shook his head and put Korea’s right foot back on the bed, then gently covered it for her and meditated cross-legged on a wooden sofa in the dormitory to restore the true qi.
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Chapter 273 She is my woman
Just flying in the sky, Han Jin Huan returned to the dormitory. When she was injured, Huang Jian, the battalion chief of the Interpol Brigade of China Shipping City, was also taking his family to Wuliushan and arrived at the top of the mountain the day before.
Looking at the ground, the head was beaten to powder, and several young policemen in the mountain were straight to vomit and turned their heads away in succession.
"Little Liu Qu looked at the body" Huang Jian looked at the body and frowned slightly, then said to a man in a white coat around him.
Yes, Xiao Liu in a white coat is a forensic doctor in this line. Although he is young and not yet 30 years old, he has been officially engaged in forensic medicine for almost ten years. He has seen even worse bodies. This is just a pediatrician for him.
"Boss, judging from the physical characteristics of the deceased, the physical characteristics of Wang Qiang, a suspect in many serial robberies and murders in our city, are consistent, but we still need to go back for dna comparison to determine the details." Xiao Liu took a closer look before wearing rubber gloves and then turned back to Huang Jian and said.
"Well, how did he die?" Huang Jian nodded and asked softly.
"The specific cause of death is not only from the head injury and the deep pit in the head, but it seems that the killer was hit by a blunt instrument to death, and the murderer was very cruel. The blunt instrument directly blew off Wang Qiang’s head, but the murderer seemed to lose his mind and stopped attacking that part after blowing off Wang Qiang’s head, and even smashed Wang Qiang’s head into a deep pit on the ground." Xiao Liu carefully examined Wang Qiang’s head wound and the surrounding ground environment, and hesitated to say a guess in his heart.
"What blunt object killed by a blunt object hitting the head?" Huang Jian continued with an expression.
"Well, according to my inference, it should be that the sledgehammer hit the head of the deceased crazily, and the killer’s strength should probably be engaged in this professional worker." Xiao Liu thought slightly and then solemnly said.
"Yeah, I know. You guys come and pack this body for me and put it back in the car." Huang Jian nodded and ordered several policemen around him to come and bag Wang Qiang’s body and put it in the trunk of a pickup truck.
"Liu, you clean up the scene. I’ll go over there and have a look." Huang Jian ordered lightly.
"Yes" Xiao Liu nodded to clean up the scene environment.
"What sledgehammer? It’s not a joke that two policemen chased the prisoner with sledgehammers. But this Logger Vick’s head was also ringing off the hook. And I believe that Liu’s preliminary judgment error should be small. So how did this happen? Han provided sex must not do such a thing. The strength of this small tiger group is really unfathomable." Huang Jian walked towards the parking place in Wang Qiang and secretly lamented that only he knew the true origin of Feiyang and was amazed at Feiyang’s strength.
"What’s the situation on your side?" Huang Jian went to Wang Qiang’s car and asked several policemen who were searching for evidence inside.
"Boss, we found a black star pistol, two hand bullets and rifles in the car, and more than a hundred rounds of ammunition, as well as a lot of cash and gold and silver jewelry, and various documents for victims of continuous robbery and murder in some cities." One of the policemen saluted Huang Jian.
"Well, put it all away. What else?" Huang Jian nodded and continued.
"Boss, we also found an ak47 assault rifle on the ground, but the magazine has been on the ground and many shell casings have been found." At this moment, a policeman ran from behind Huang Jian and saluted him.