The reborn miracle doctor used cheats, and the prince loved him

Sure enough, as Shen Qin expected, the Ministry of Punishment took the woman's body away the next day in the name of investigating the case.

The executioner who came to pick up the body frowned as he looked at the body that had been cut into pieces and then sewn back together.

"You guys are really good at it. Where's your face?"

Shen Qin said, "I was already shameless, and now I'm even more shameless."

The executioner shook his head and had no choice but to move away.

On the same day, a notice was posted at the gate of the city, saying that a certain medical center can provide free acupuncture clinics for seven days. It is limited to facial paralysis, eye diseases, headaches and other diseases. The patients must be female, well-proportioned, about 20 years old, 35 days a day. For example, the treatment time is You hour.

The little girls who had no money for medical treatment were so happy when they saw this notice that they went to the hospital early to queue up for treatment.

The doctor who treats them is very mysterious. He wears a hat and does not show his face, and rarely speaks. However, his technique is exquisite. Even if no needle is left, the acupuncture effect is immediate.

Moreover, for each stitch, he would tie a thin red string at the point where the silver needle meets the skin, as if performing some mysterious ritual.

Although he couldn't see his appearance, judging from his tall and straight figure and those one-of-a-kind hands, he must be a handsome man.

The girls were fascinated by this doctor with superb medical skills.

They took the initiative to strike up a conversation with the doctor, hoping to be the first to see his true appearance.

Before they had enough lust, the free clinic was stopped. The girls were very frustrated and asked everywhere who this miracle doctor was and where they could find him.

The owner of the medical center told them, "Just think of him as a god descending to earth."

"Finally finished."

Shen Qin sat on a low stool, looking at the clay statue in front of him and letting out a long breath.

Hao'er passed by with a change of clothes and asked confusedly when he saw Shen Qin's hands were covered with mud again.

"Master, since when did you start to like playing in the mud?"

"This is called pottery. Let's see how you do, master?"

Shen Qin feels quite accomplished.

Hao'er turned to the front of the clay statue and found a lifelike clay face.

Oval face, big eyes, small cherry mouth.

"Wow, she is a beautiful girl."

The hard work paid off, and Shen Qin finally shaped the appearance of the deceased.

Shen Qin asked Chen Yugui to copy the woman's skull, mainly because she wanted to copy the facial bones.

Chen Yugui thought of a good way to use plaster.

Gypsum itself is a traditional Chinese medicine that clears away heat, purges fire, relieves troubles and relieves coughs. Shen Qin has it at home.

The two scraped off the soft tissue from the female corpse's face, then applied plaster slurry on it to make a plaster mold.

Then use soft clay to pour on the plaster mold, and then fire it to make a hard ceramic face bone.

Shen Qin then began to study the multiple convex and concave points on the face and the depth from acupuncture points to the bone surface, which is the "soft tissue depth."

He found a medical clinic and provided facial acupuncture to young girls on a free clinic basis. At the same time, he measured the depth from multiple points on the face to the bone surface.

In this way, more than 200 girls measured the depth, and took the average value. According to the depth, mud was applied to the ceramic facial bone and restored point by point.

Shen Qin bought some female corpses for experiments on some points that were difficult to measure.

The whole process was very complicated. Chen Yugui was responsible for the calculations and Shen Qin was responsible for the clay sculpture. It was also his first time trying clay sculpture and he failed many times before completing it.

"Let me see!"

Chen Yugui also walked in after hearing this, crossing his arms and observing the clay statue.

"Not bad, your avatar restoration technology is at least 200 years ahead of your time."

He touched Shen Qin's head with his hand.

"Why are you so smart with your little brain? Are you cheating?!"

"What is hanging?"

Shen Qin dodged his touch, expressing her incomprehension.

Chen Yugui scratched his head,

"Well, it means that you have been consecrated by the Great Luo Immortal. Now you have to draw the clay statue as much as possible. Let me draw it. I can sketch."

Shen Qin did not dare to compliment Chen Yugui's painting skills.

"Let Shen do it, but what is a sketch?"

"The sketch is much more realistic than your ink painting method. Originally, it was impossible to completely restore the clay sculpture. If the painting was more abstract, it would be even harder to find."

While talking, Chen Yugui took the burning incense from the medical saint's altar, and then used incense charcoal to demonstrate on the paper.

"You see, all objects have a dark side."

He painted in deep strokes and shallow strokes.

"Drawing is to use lines to draw depth. Do you understand, you can use charcoal to draw."

Shen Qin probably understood. It seemed a bit difficult, but he liked challenges the most.

"Shen, give it a try."

Three days later, a missing person notice was posted at the city gate that no one had ever seen before.

Beneath Junxiu's neat text is a portrait of a woman, with a bracelet engraved with a lotus drawn on her wrist.

Different from ordinary ink paintings, this portrait of a woman is as real as the real thing, vivid, beautiful and lifelike.

After the incident spread, it caused a sensation in the entire Bianjing calligraphy and painting community.

Many painters came here to admire the painting and gathered at the city gate to view it. They thought the portrait was exquisite and could not be made by ordinary people.

Some people guessed that it was made of charcoal, so painters began to rush to imitate it.

Some painters even set up stands at the city gate and started "copying".

Shen Qin himself didn't expect that this "sketch" would be so popular.

Many people want to find this "painter" and are even willing to spend a lot of money to get a painting.

This is more money than being a doctor. Shen Qin almost came up with the idea of ​​​​doing a side job.

Fortunately, he used a pen name, and his contact address was also written by the Cheng family of Dali Temple, otherwise his family would probably be overcrowded by those people.

This is also a good thing. The more "popular" the portrait is, the more people see it, and the greater the probability of finding the identity of the woman.