Otherwise, the pus will not drain easily, which can easily lead to infection.
But many chefs, to save time, only make one cut.
"Ting, your technique is so professional, where did you learn it?"
Father Shen also asked curiously, "Yes!"
Didn't you go out to investigate a case?
How did you end up learning how to scramble pigs?
"Well, the case I was investigating was related to pig farming, so I learned a bit about it."
Shen Ting is talking nonsense.
After completing postoperative treatments such as disinfection and anti-inflammatory measures, the piglets were placed in a clean, pre-prepared basket.
Shen's father handed over the second piglet, and Shen Ting repeated the process.
After a few times, Shen Manman was no longer afraid. She went to the table and helped hold down the pig's tail, which was waving wildly.
He smiled and said ヾ(●′?｀●)?:
Wow, bro, you're amazing!
Can you teach me how to cut off a pig's testicles?
When I grow up, I want to be a doctor who performs surgery on piglets.
...
About half an hour later, all eight male piglets had completed the surgery and were turned into eunuchs.
Father Shen, holding a large bowl of food, winked at Shen Ting:
"This is really good stuff!"
You look thinner!
"Let me take care of this. I'll stir-fry a plate of it for you at noon, add some of our homemade tofu, and make a soup to nourish you properly."
Shen Ting was slightly embarrassed.
He doesn't like to eat fishy-smelling foods.
You should keep it for yourself, Dad!
After tidying up and settling the piglets in, the four of them returned home from the pigpen.
But before they even reached the gate, they saw several neighbors, men and women, in their fifties, walking north along the cement road.
They seem to be in a bit of a hurry!
Seeing this, Shen's father looked at one of them and asked curiously:
"Mingting, what's going on?"
"Where are you all rushing off to?"
Shen Mingting, a distant uncle of Shen Ting, was flustered yet somewhat curious:
"Huh? You don't know?"
Something happened at the village chief's house.
"What's wrong?"
Such a grand display?
"The shrimp pond was just opened yesterday, and I heard they made quite a bit of money!"
Shen's father became even more curious.
Shen Mingting spoke mysteriously in a low voice:
"This is no small matter."
I heard someone died in the incident, and the police have already arrived.
However, I'm not entirely sure.
We're going over to see what's going on, do you want to come?
"Yes, of course I'll go!"
Shen's father loved to join in the fun.
Moreover, the incident involving the village chief's family had a significant impact on the village.
We should go and check on the situation, no matter what.
After quickly packing their things, Shen Ting and his family went to the village chief's residence.
The village chief's house is located by a dried-up stream.
There are several old poplar trees at the entrance, very thick, so thick that an adult can barely wrap their arms around them.
According to Mr. and Mrs. Shen, decades ago when they were young, the river was clear and had a large volume of water.
This is probably the best place to live in the whole village.
Now, from afar, you can see that a lot of people have gathered outside the village chief's house.
They were all kept outside the police cordon, where officers were maintaining order.
The village chief's house is a two-story villa that was only built a few years ago.
Faintly, the sound of crying could be heard coming from the first floor.
However, the situation was obstructed by the wall.
On the second floor, several police officers could be clearly seen going in and out of a room in the corridor.
Among them were forensic doctors wearing white coats and carrying toolboxes.
The middle-aged police officer standing outside the door looked somewhat familiar to Shen Ting, but she couldn't quite place him.
At that moment, the police officer was smoking a cigarette, and the character "川" (river) on his forehead looked as if it were etched there.
It's deep and obvious!
Moreover, there was a clear hint of nervousness on his face.
Shen Ting was quite familiar with this expression.
At a murder scene, this is usually how the police chief looks.
The middle-aged police officer glanced at the crowd of onlookers and frowned, saying:
"Disperse the people!"
The body is about to be transported back for autopsy.
"Okay, I'll arrange it!"
The middle-aged police officer took a drag of his cigarette, his gaze about to leave the crowd, when suddenly someone caught his eye.
It's as if that person possesses a powerful magnet that draws people's attention.
He was startled and quickly turned his head to look.
After confirming the other party's identity, he was overjoyed, as if he had been granted a pardon.
He then remembered that this place was called Shenjia Village, and a look of realization appeared on his face.
The middle-aged police officer quickly stubbed out his cigarette and simultaneously reminded the officers inside the house:
"Don't move the body yet!"
Keep the scene as it is as possible!
Under the astonished gazes of the officers, the middle-aged officer hurried downstairs at his maximum speed.
As if afraid that person would run away...
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