Favoring the concubine and killing the wife? She divorced the concubine and lived with her concubine

There was a small courtyard at the end of the alley. It wasn't big, but the front was spotless. The broken parts of the couplet had been glued back together, leaving not a single corner warped.

Fang Qingqing and Haitang stood behind Qian Jiu and asked him to knock on the door. After knocking for a long time, someone finally opened the door. It was an old woman who looked very old. Fang Qingqing guessed that this was Xu Yi's mother or grandmother.

"Hello, we are looking for Coroner Xu. Is he here?"

The old woman looked at Fang Qingqing who was talking, squinting her eyes, not knowing whether she could see clearly or not, and took a long time to reply.

"I'm sleeping. Are you looking for me in such a hurry? Has the person in the yamen changed?" The old woman seemed to move very slowly, but she spoke very quickly and with full energy.

"It's urgent. Could you please call Coroner Xu? Thank you."

Fang Qingqing used all her courtesy in this negotiation. She had a feeling that this mother-in-law might be difficult to deal with. After all, she seemed very strict, and she was afraid that if she angered her, she would not let Xu Yi go out.

Haitang also said on the way here that Coroner Xu was also very difficult to deal with. They had very little interaction, and it was unclear whether Xu Yi would give him face or not.

The mother-in-law didn't answer, but turned around and shouted inside, "Ayi, go out!" The voice resounded through the night sky, and Fang Qingqing didn't even have time to cover his mouth.

Now, all the neighbors in the alley should know that Xu went out in the middle of the night.

"Grandma! Keep your voice down... This is a secret mission!"

Qian Jiu glanced at her. Was this a secret mission to come out late at night to find a coroner? Was it to investigate the dead or to save the living?

Xu Yi put on his clothes and came out with what looked like a medicine box. His mother-in-law reminded him to lock the door and went back to sleep.

Xu Yiben thought it was someone from the government office, but when he went out, he saw it was Fang Qingqing. Fang Qingqing was very scary in his heart now. He kept thinking about the woman who touched him last time, and now she appeared here in the middle of the night, which made him even more at a loss.

"It's not the government office." He said it with certainty.

"It's not the government office, it's our wife who asked you to help. Now you are the only one who can help us. Do you have any medicine to save lives and heal injuries? Bring some with you." Fang Qingqing pointed to his box. Don't bring only knives in it.

"Save someone?" Xu Yi's eyes lit up and he nodded quickly. "I have some medicine in my room. Do you want to take it? Do you want me to treat them? Are there any survivors? What injuries? Or illnesses?"

The barrage of questions left Xu Yi speechless. Fortunately, Fang Qingqing slapped Xu Yi on the shoulder and said, "Don't get excited! Go get some medicine. It's an external injury! You've already got a fever!"

Xu turned his head in a daze and looked at Fang Qingqing's white and tender hand on his shoulder. His face turned red in an instant and he took several steps back.

"I'll get it!"

Haitang looked at Xu Yi who turned around and ran back, then looked at Fang Qingqing's face full of disgust.

"Is this Xu Yi reliable? He doesn't seem very smart."

Fang Qingqing shook her head and said nothing.

When Fang Qingqing brought Xu Yi back, Yu Lao and the others had not returned yet. Xiao Lan arranged for Xu Yi and the others to wait in Sun Shaohua's former study and to prepare anything in advance.

"Xu Yi, can you sew stitches?"

Xu Yi looked at Xiao Lan for a long moment, then asked excitedly, "Sew up the wound, right?"

"Yes, you can?" Xiao Lan always thought that the external injuries of ancient people could be treated by bandaging and applying some medicine.

"Yes, I'm a coroner. When I return a dissected corpse to someone else, I have to sew it up again!" Xu Yi was a little proud, but he had never sewed up a living person.

Xiao Lan was a little nervous about the excitement flashing in Xu Yi's eyes. He didn't look as calm as when they first met.

"The living and the dead are different. Things used for the dead cannot be used on the living. I have some clean sewing needles. I wonder if you can use them."

"I have a brand new set of things I prepared for living people, but I've never used them before. Now they're finally coming in handy!"

Coroners can't heal the living, and most people consider them unlucky and don't allow them to. But Xu Yi has a heart of a doctor, and he desperately wants to be a doctor who can save the dying and heal the wounded. Today, Xiao Lan helps him do that!

Xu Yi asked for a charcoal stove and hot water. Xiao Lan arranged for someone to throw all of Xu Yi's scalpels into the boiling water and boil it vigorously for a while. She also asked someone to bring strong alcohol and soak all the utensils in it.

Everything is ready, just waiting for General Yu to bring people back.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Old Yu finally showed up. Li Si was sweating profusely as he carried Liu Hu on his back, while Old Yu and Liu Yue were supporting him from behind to save him some energy.

When Liu Hu was thrown onto the bed, he didn't even utter a single sound. His brows were furrowed, his lips were pale, and his forehead was covered in sweat. There was a wound on his chest that was still silently bleeding.

Xu Yi quickly suppressed his excitement. He was now very serious and skilled, as if he had prepared for this situation dozens of times.

He used scissors to cut open Liu Hu's clothes. When he saw the wound, his hands paused. Liu Yue saw that he didn't move, and her heart tightened. "What's wrong? Is it difficult to deal with?"

Xu Yi shook his head, said nothing, and continued with his actions.

"Do you want anesthesia?" Xiao Lan was a little worried that it would be too painful to sew it up like this.

"He's unconscious. He's under anesthesia and I'm afraid he won't wake up. We don't need so many people in the room. Let's go out and wait." In the end, Xiao Lan and Liu Yue stayed, while Fang Qingqing helped pass tools. Haitang was too timid to watch any of this and ran out early.

Fang Qingqing handed Xu Yi something while looking at the reclining Liu Hu. The ancient environment was not suitable for injuries and illnesses. Medical conditions were so poor that it was easy to get infected and die. These disinfection measures would be completely incompatible with modern medical care, but here, they were the only way to go.

Xu Yi's movements were swift, cleaning, checking, and suturing in one go. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief only after the final thread was tied and the shears had trimmed the excess. Fang Qingqing couldn't help but admire Xu Yi. The handsome coroner had a different aura when he was focused; a serious man was truly handsome.

"He's still running a fever. I hope he can get through it tonight. I'll boil some medicine for him later and give it to him to see if he gets better."

Liu Yue almost knelt before Xu Yi, and Xu Yi once again felt that saving the dying and the wounded was more fulfilling than being a coroner. Unfortunately, he couldn't be a doctor.

Xu Yi helped Liu Yue up and said what he wanted to say most, "Saving the dying and healing the wounded is what doctors should do. No need to thank me."

However, he turned around to look at Liu Hu and asked again, "Do you know where he was injured?"

Liu Yue shook her head. "I don't know. It's like this since I came back."

Xu Yi didn't ask any more questions. He just asked Liu Yue and Xiao Lan to keep a good eye on Liu Hu, and then he went to the door to get some fresh air.

Fang Qingqing asked those waiting outside to go and rest first. She was very excited, so she sat at the door and boiled medicine.

Xu Yi was also immersed in the excitement of saving lives and healing the wounded. He looked up at the pale sky, his face full of pride.

"You are quite capable. You can treat the dead and heal the living." Fang Qingqing looked at the man's profile and admired him very much.

Only then did Xu Yi notice Fang Qingqing beside him. He instantly thought of the two physical contacts he had with her, and his face instantly became red.

Fang Qingqing noticed his expression changing so quickly, and curiously stood up and moved closer to him, "What's wrong? Am I wrong?"

Xu Yi retreated again and again, stammering, "No..."

Fang Qingqing suddenly realized something and took a step closer, peering closely into his eyes. Xu Yi wasn't as tall as Su Ze or Xiao Xuan. Judging by Fang Qingqing, he was only about 1.78 meters tall. But on that delicate face, his double-lidded eyes were quite striking, their corners slightly raised, their pupils slightly hidden. Now, because of Fang Qingqing's dodging, his eyelids drooped, his gaze uncertain, like a frightened rabbit.

For the first time, she understood why a hooligan would tease a decent woman. It was like that, who wouldn't want to touch her? And he didn't smell that fishy today.

Fang Qingqing felt a prankish urge creeping up on her, and she couldn't suppress it. She reached out and poked Xu Yi's face. Her fingers were soft, and so was his cheek.

Xu Yi screamed and fell to the ground, "What!"