Chapter 36 I, Han Ya, will certainly do my best to treat you, young lady. ...
Upon entering the woodshed, a strong stench of decay assaulted the nostrils. The white cloth covering the three corpses was covered with congealed, foul blood, and a swarm of mosquitoes and flies could be seen crawling and feeding inside, refusing to leave even after being driven away.
Iron Hand's heart sank, and he deftly lifted the cloth, instantly revealing three horribly decomposed corpses.
No matter how many horrific cases he had witnessed, he was still filled with rage whenever he saw a living person die such a tragic death.
Iron Hand's eyes widened in anger, and he silently clenched his fists.
Tequila was also furious, saying, "This murderer is a beast; he cut open the stomach and removed the organs."
She wished she could send this man to prison immediately and sentence him, so that he wouldn't live another day!
The three corpses, one man and two women, appeared to be no older than twenty-five. They should have had plenty of youth left, but now they were three hollowed-out, rotting corpses.
He Yongnian sighed and said, "Not only were their organs removed, but they were probably also eaten alive by the murderer."
Tequila looked at him in surprise.
A servant brought over a tray containing scraps of pancreas that had been gnawed away and were rotten beyond recognition.
A sudden urge to vomit surged up, and Agave couldn't help but turn pale.
Iron Hand calmly and carefully examined the corpse and the fragments of pancreas.
The three deceased looked terrified. Judging from the incisions, the disembowelment was done in one swift motion, with no other wounds or signs of struggle on their bodies.
This cut is thin and long; is it from a thin sword?
He then observed the three men's elaborate attire and asked, "Master He, who are these three people?"
He Yongnian looked sorrowful and slowly said, "As you all know, my wife and I have few children, only one daughter. She is a good daughter, and we naturally love and cherish her, but unfortunately she is unlucky. She was born with a serious illness that has been difficult to cure. But we must continue to treat her, so I have been searching for famous doctors every year. The number of doctors and pharmacists we have in the manor has increased, which has actually made us famous."
This is something that everyone in the martial arts world knows.
He Yongnian shook his head and sighed, "In my early years, I made many friends while wandering the martial world. When their relatives or friends were seriously injured or fell seriously ill, they would come to me for help. Of course, I would not refuse, but I never expected that it would cause them to lose their lives!"
"So these are all people staying at the mountain villa to recuperate?" Iron Hand asked, frowning.
"good."
"These three people don't know each other?"
He Yongnian said in a deep voice, "I don't know them. But they have one thing in common. Of these three, two are seriously ill, and one has been poisoned. All of them are nearing the end of their lives."
As he said this, his voice finally began to waver, revealing some lingering fear.
Iron Hand and Tequila then realized that this was probably why he had approached the Six Doors, recruited constables and bodyguards, and even resorted to desperate measures like seeking out a sorcerer.
This is a deep love for his daughter, for Miss He, who was born with a serious illness.
Suddenly realizing this, Iron Hand couldn't help but feel anxious, as if countless ants were swarming up and gnawing at his heart, making him unable to stand.
The calmness and meticulousness I usually displayed when handling cases suddenly vanished, replaced by intense tension and worry.
Even though he knew that Xuexin was merely sickly and far from being terminally ill, he was still so terrified that he lost all composure.
He suddenly asked, "When did the murderer commit the crimes?"
He Yongnian, unaware of anything amiss, replied, "It was all around midnight."
It was only early night, and Iron Hand relaxed slightly, but he was still extremely tense. He hurriedly said, "Let's go and take a look at the scene of the crime."
Only by catching the murderer as soon as possible and staying by Xuexin's side can he truly put his mind at ease.
After saying that, Tie Shou walked straight out the door and strode forward.
Tequila quickly followed behind him. Whenever they encountered chaotic and dangerous situations, she always listened to Iron Hand's advice.
Because he never disappoints her.
...
"This is a side room. Servants clean and tidy the room every day, so you can rest assured and stay here. The two constables who are traveling with you are also arranged in this courtyard so that we can look after each other. Please rest first, and I will go and fetch a doctor."
Xuexin nodded to her and said softly, "Thank you for your trouble."
The door was gently closed, and the footsteps faded into the distance.
Xuexin walked to the door, tore off the yellow talisman with great interest, and finally couldn't help but scoff.
The whole manor is filled with such clumsy fake talismans; it's really laughable.
However, this place is filled with a heavy aura of resentment and death, making it very suitable for her to heal.
She suddenly thought of Iron Hand again. Burning incense, she curled her hand. Although this big guy was a bit dull, he had helped her every time.
If it weren't for him moving the stones and shifting the talismans, she would probably have been annihilated long ago.
And the yang energy I received from him...
But Xuexin then thought about how he had infused that yang energy into her.
She lifted her eyelashes and thought to herself: What a stern and upright person she is, it's all a lie.
"Knock knock," a knock suddenly came from outside the door, and Shuishan's voice rang out, "Miss, I've brought a doctor."
Xue Xin steadied the incense burner that she had almost knocked over, and said, slightly unsteady on her breath, "Come in."
The metasequoia tree walked in with its head bowed, followed by a young man in white robes. He had a refined demeanor, an ordinary appearance, and a strong scent of medicinal herbs emanating from him.
Upon seeing Xue Xin, the man slowed his pace, revealed a very gentle smile, and said, word by word, "I am Han Ya, greetings to the young lady."
His demeanor was that of a refined gentleman, but his eyes held a rather aggressive glint.
Xue Xin frowned slightly, displeased, but extended her jade-like arm and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Young Master Han Ya."
She only has a ghost body; her entire human form is an illusion. Once she becomes a ghost, she can no longer be weak or sick.
But if she wanted to, it would be the simplest thing in the world.
The crow reached out and placed its hand on her pale wrist, finding it icy cold. It then looked at the burning incense sticks behind her; there were exactly three sticks, no more, no less.
His smile deepened, and his eyes grew even more profound as he looked at Xuexin.
This ordinary-looking man exuded a dangerous and peculiar aura at this moment, making even his plain features seem to display an unusual charm.
He squinted, admiring the faint blush that hadn't yet faded from Xuexin's face, and said with regret the diagnosis she wanted to hear, "Young lady, you are born weak and suffer from a congenital illness. I'm afraid you won't live past twenty."
As Xuexin listened, tears welled up in her eyes, as if they were about to condense into rain and fall throughout the entire pear orchard.
The crow simply smiled at her, its eyes filled with a hint of fervor and infatuation.
Because it's so beautiful.
The pear blossoms, glistening with rain, were just right for him to pluck.
It turns out he came here to meet her.
Seeing that her soul was damaged, he suppressed his turbulent thoughts, wrote a nourishing prescription and handed it to Xuexin, saying meaningfully, "Miss is seriously ill and needs to be properly nourished. Han Ya will definitely do his best to treat you."
After speaking, he bowed and withdrew, displaying impeccable manners.
Xue Xin watched his retreating figure, her eyes gradually turning cold. There was something off about this person.
However, he did not possess any ghostly or demonic aura.
crows...
She had her doubts, but didn't take it too seriously.
A ghost wouldn't actively guard against a human, even if his gaze was disgusting enough to make her feel uneasy.
He'd better behave himself.
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Author's Note: Raven: Oh no, I've run into a crush!
Tie Er: So you're called Han Ya, kid?
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