Comprehensive film and television: Passerby A, she is beautiful and cool

The noise they made while investigating the case alarmed Guo Qian and Guo Huo, who brought people over. Before they had time to question them, Li Lianhua's eloquent questioning immediately forced them to push Guo Kun out to block the attack.

We must kill Guo Kunzhengfa.

However, he was stopped by Li Lianhua and Fang Duobing, who said that it would not be too late to deal with it after someone from Baichuanyuan came in a few days. Guo Qian did not insist on it anymore, and they returned to the wing room to continue discussing the wedding dress murder case.

"I've only said half of my words. Guo Qian is so eager to push Guo Kun out and is eager to kill him. Guo Kun has been crazy for more than a decade, not just one or two years. Why didn't they keep a close watch on him for so long?"

Li Lianhua changed out of her brown pomegranate-skirt wedding gown and put on a thin dark blue plain dress. She frowned and used a handkerchief to dry her wet hair bit by bit.

Beside him was the charcoal basin that Qin Changsheng had asked Granny Jiang for, which was used to ward off the cold for Li Lianhua. At the same time, she also benefited from it, as she had also been in the water, even though her clothes were waterproof.

Her hair was not waterproof, so drops of water condensed into beaded water, which passed by her cheeks and neck, and finally rolled into her clothes.

She lay beside the charcoal brazier and listened to his analysis, which was like a teacher talking in her ear, so hypnotic.

Perhaps it was the warmth from the burning charcoal in the room that made all four of them, except Li Lianhua, feel sleepy. Li Lianhua had been talking for a long time when Fang Duobing slowly added, "Are you saying there's something wrong with Guo Qian?"

"Well, let's go check on Guo Kun tomorrow. Maybe it will be easier to start with him." Li Lianhua rubbed his bruised neck from having just hit the Shoushan Stone.

"The more suspicious a person is, the less suspicious he becomes." Qin Changsheng stretched and sighed.

"Golden Ointment, kid, help him apply the medicine." Qin Changsheng took out a small and exquisite medicine box from somewhere and put it on the table, then patted Di Feisheng's shoulder and said.

[Wipe it off yourself.] Di Feisheng wrote three words on the notebook and then disappeared.

Fang Duobing, who had lost one thousand taels of gold inexplicably, was in no mood to maintain brotherly friendship. After agreeing to investigate separately the next day, he left in a leisurely manner.

For a moment, Qin Changsheng, who was the best at slipping away, was left behind.

"Ah, this..." Qin Changsheng looked at the silent room inexplicably confused.

Li Lianhua reached out and took the ointment on the table, feeling a little strange inside.

This man always seemed to notice these details...especially about him, whether it was the charcoal basin to dispel the cold, or this golden ointment.

In fact, she doesn't like sweet food, but prefers spicy food. But she pretends to like sweet food just to buy some sweets for him. Even he doesn't know what she likes, but she has made a note of it.

"You go back, I can wipe it myself." Li Lianhua said gently.

"The wound is on the back of the neck, can you see it?" Qin Changsheng snatched the ointment from his hand, the meaning was self-evident.

Li Lianhua was delighted inwardly, but she didn't show it on the surface. She didn't show any stubbornness and smiled politely, "Then I'll trouble you, Miss Yun."

Qin Changsheng responded and watched him take off his clothes.

The clothes slowly slipped off, revealing skin as pure as ivory.

Those broad shoulders and slender waist, seemingly fragile on ordinary days, appeared even more resilient due to the erosion of the green tea poison. Li Lianhua was a warrior after all, and her flesh was smooth, flexible, and strong, with clear texture, revealing a unique beauty.

Qin Changsheng silently chanted the Heart-Clearing Mantra in her heart, removed a large dollop of ointment from the medicine box, and gently pressed it against the wound on the back of his neck. She rubbed it vigorously to loosen the blood stasis. As she pressed, Li Lianhua's shoulder blades bulged slightly, his back tensed like a bowstring, and his slender fingers gripped the corner of his clothes tightly.

Beads of sweat trickled down her fair neck, revealing the pain he was enduring. However, he didn't cry out in pain, and Qin Changsheng couldn't move, so he could only silently apply the medicine to him until he reached a place he couldn't reach.

"You can handle the rest yourself." She gave a simple instruction, threw the ointment into his arms, and then left the room quickly as if escaping from a hound.

Li Lianhua looked at the ointment in her hand, a smile flashed in her eyes, she lowered her eyelids slightly and chuckled softly a few times.