"As for the method used, it doesn't matter. The result is the most important."
Zhang Pingquan had a strong desire to survive. He shook his head hurriedly and reached out to unbutton Jiang Fengnian's clothes while mumbling something.
Luo Jiuli was shocked by his words. After being in this world for so long, apart from Xiao Mingxuan's ability to accept new things quickly, this Zhang Pingquan was second to none.
You can even say that it doesn't matter what method you use, but the result is the most important thing.
This thought, this meaning, this attitude, this spirit of daring to be the first, if Sun Zhou had the same skills as him, he would not be sitting on the bench.
Jiang Fengnian's shirt had been completely stripped off by Zhang Ping, exposing his chest.
The red on the chest and body is lighter than the red on the face, closer to cherry red.
"Strange?"
Luo Jiuli scratched Jiang Fengnian's chest with his fingers and lifted his limbs.
"The limbs are not stiff. There are muscle spasms. This finger -"
She looked carefully at Jiang Fengnian's bent index finger on his right hand, then took out a cotton swab and wiped it on his index finger a few times, then put it in the bag.
He opened his eyes again.
"Both eyeballs are not protruding, but there is congestion under the palpebral conjunctiva."
With that said, he took out the silver needle again and stabbed Jiang Fengnian in the throat!
Zhou Shirui, who was standing on the left, suddenly felt his breathing tightening when he saw Luo Jiuli's silver needle piercing.
But then, Luo Jiuli took out the silver needle again, making him breathe easier again.
Because he had seen Sun Zhou's method of using a silver needle to detect poison, which was to clean the silver needle with soap locust, then plunge it into the throat of the deceased, then seal the mouth of the deceased with paper, and take it out after a while. If the silver needle is
If it's blue and black, it's poisonous.
Therefore, he did not believe that Luo Jiuli could test the poison so quickly.
Not only Zhou Shirui stared at Luo Jiuli's movements, but Sun Zhou also closed his mouth tightly and stood on his toes to watch.
He believed that Luo Jiuli's method of testing the poison was wrong, at least the silver needle could not be taken out so quickly.
Facing the thoughts of these two people, Xiao Mingxuan, who was sitting on the chair, seemed much more relaxed. No matter what Luo Jiuli did? How he did it? He thought it was right.
In this case, he is a layman and has no right to speak. He only has the obligation to protect her safety.
Here, Luo Jiuli took out the silver needle and looked at it carefully at the sun. The silver needle did not turn black.
Xiao Mingxuan also saw it clearly and his eyes focused.
Zhou Shirui's nerves also relaxed. Although he knew that Luo Jiuli would not test anything, he was still nervous just now.
Sun Zhou, on the other hand, had a look of understanding on his face, as if he was saying, "Look, I'll just tell you, she can't test anything."
As for Zhang Pingquan, there was a little regret on his face.
Miss Luo Er rarely broke those damn rules, but she didn't gain anything.
Luo Jiuli turned a blind eye to the incomprehensible expressions on everyone's faces.
Her eyes fell on the tip of the silver needle. Her silver needle was not an ordinary kind. At first glance, there was no difference, but there was something special at the tip of the needle.
The tip of the needle is slightly curved, pointed and sharp, like a tiny hook.
Luo Jiuli did not insert the needle randomly. She chose a place with small blood vessels. When she pulled it out, the small blood vessels were broken by small hooks, bringing out a trace of blood.
Luo Jiuli asked Nan Xing to come over with the small test tube she had prepared earlier. There was some kind of colorless and transparent liquid in the test tube, and she carefully put the silver needle into it.
"Sit still and wait."
"yes."
Nanxing's fingers were as steady as a rock, so she didn't need to worry at all.
Luo Jiuli took something that looked like a small pair of scissors with rounded corners, and then picked up a scalpel. The cold blade shone with silver light. In full view of everyone, they watched Luo Jiuli walk towards Jiang Fengnian.
next to the corpse.
There was no warning, just "chi la".
The sound exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.
Zhang Ping was the closest and almost saw with his own eyes that a long gash was opened on Jiang Fengnian's skin, and then the wound suddenly opened to both sides with a trembling "bang" sound, and then turned light red, then deep red.
He felt his eyes darken, and there were layers of cold sweat on his forehead. His thick cotton-padded clothes were already soaked through with the roar of the "stab", and the hand holding the brush was trembling.
"Don't be nervous, you are the boss and the only one who can stand up and speak for him."
"I believe that after what happened today, Mr. Zhang will become a new benchmark for the work of men."
Luo Jiuli's eyes were clear and black, and his tone was calm as usual. At this critical moment, he was Zhang Pingquan's life-saving straw, allowing him to survive until the last moment.
As for the people standing on the left, Zhou Shirui opened his mouth wide, turned his head strangely, and vomited out with a pale face.
Sun Zhou didn't look at it, but closed his eyes in resignation. His face turned slightly pale, but the blood on his lips lost color.
Xiao Mingxuan, on the other hand, could only vaguely see part of the red, but his expression was calm as usual. The blood red on the battlefield was more bloody and powerless than this.
He has gotten used to it, and once he gets used to it, he doesn't feel sick or scared anymore.
Brother Luo Yuanliang, who insisted on following, felt a faint sense of nausea in his heart. He hurriedly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and swallowed it slowly.
In fact, you cannot lose your composure in front of the prince, otherwise he may be like Zhou Shirui.
Everyone had their own emotions, except Luo Jiuli, whose expression remained unchanged as if nothing had happened.
She stood there, holding a hemostat in one hand and a scalpel in the other, looking at Jiang Fengnian's stomach carefully, and then nodded frequently.
"Sure enough, it's exactly what I thought."
"Everyone, would you like to see it in person, or should I take it out?"
No one made any move, but they were a little confused about what she was going to bring out.
Just as they were considering their breathing and breathing, they saw Luo Jiuli holding a plate in his hand, with something similar to a horn placed on the plate.
There is a layer of membrane attached to it, and it is also wrapped with many small blood vessels. The color is not bright red, but a little black. Even the blood leached on the plate is black.
The bloody smell was mixed with bursts of stench, which was very unpleasant.
Luo Jiuli held the plate and walked slowly to the middle of the mourning hall.
"Everyone, please take a look."
Everyone looked over at the same time, and when they saw what was on the tray in Luo Jiuli's hand, not surprisingly, they gave different reactions.
The one who had the strongest reaction was Zhou Shirui. When Luo Jiuli dissected Jiang Fengnian's body and the smell of blood filled the mourning hall, he couldn't help but vomited once.
But this time, Luo Jiuli seemed to have brought the thing very close to him on purpose. The smell of blood and bursts of stench made him cover his nose in a hurry.