The days of being a forensic doctor of salted fish in Rice Flower Town

I obediently lay down, looked at my mouth and said "it's all about me", but in fact Matsuda Jinpei, who was in a hurry at the scene, was running around in a hurry.

But he insisted on putting on a calm look.

For a while, I was rummaging through boxes and chests looking for a small blanket, for a while I was digging antipyretics in the medicine box, and for a while I was in a hurry to apply ice cubes.

He also deliberately reduced the sound of rummaging, and tiptoed, for fear that I would see him in a hurry.

Here he was still holding the thermometer and squinting at the numbers on it. After reading for a long time, he suddenly slapped his head:

"Hey, the boiling water has been boiling for a long time!"

He randomly put the small medicine box aside, and ran over to pour me boiling water, but accidentally knocked on the corner of the table and knocked off the thermometer. After passing his hand, "pata" fell to the ground and shattered, and the mercury ball gurgled and rolled all over the ground.

He froze and stayed where he was.

Then secretly, secretly looked up at me, like a child who did something wrong and was afraid of being caught by his parents.

Unfortunately, he happened to meet the eyes of me watching the audience with a panoramic view.

I looked blankly at this person who was still "fortunately, I was by your side" just now, and then accidentally smashed the mercury thermometer in the next second.

Eyes wide open.

The two of us looked at each other at the same time and laughed out loud.

"It was just an accident." He touched his head shyly, trying to reach out to pick up the broken glass.

"Don't touch it with your hands!" I hurriedly restrained my smile, and quickly reached out to stop his frizzy behavior, "You can't take mercury with bare hands, idiot."

He withdrew his hand like an electric shock, raised his head and looked at me with a blank face.

I directed him to open all the doors and windows in the room, then lifted the blanket from the sofa to get up, and carefully collected the mercury scattered on the ground into glass bottles with wooden cardboard.

Matsuda Jinpei stood aside a bit cautiously, and stepped forward a few steps carelessly, trying to help me, but I stopped him with a loud shout:

"Stand there and don't move!"

He was so nervous that he immediately stood at attention, just like those students in the police academy who were punished to stand every day.

After carefully checking that there was no excess mercury on the ground, I carefully and gently closed the glass cover.

Matsuda Jinpei walked over on tiptoe, and by the light of the headlights above his head, he lowered his head to look for the reflection of mercury balls that had slipped through the net.

He squatted there seriously, really like a primary school student squatting on the side of the road watching ants at the gate of the elementary school.

"The old lady who collects garbage here has bad eyesight." I took a piece of paper, wrote a few huge characters, and then carefully pasted it on the glass bottle, and patiently explained to Matsuda Jinpei, "So I have to write a The logo is on it to let her know that it contains mercury and should not be touched."

After I pasted the note on it, I was a little hesitant, and after thinking about it, I changed my mind: "Why don't I go down and talk to her in person tomorrow."

"I'll go." Matsuda Jinpei interrupted me, and volunteered, "After all, I broke it, so I can't let you, a sick person, lie on the bed and recuperate."

"Actually, I recovered from my illness very quickly, and I will definitely recover tomorrow." I said unconvinced.

"Who almost fainted on the stairs?" Matsuda Jinping immediately retorted, "Lie down quickly."

He urged me to lie down quickly, and then ran to the kitchen to pour hot water and a glass of water to let me take the antipyretics quickly.

I pinched my nose and swallowed those colorful and bitter pills.

Matsuda Jinpei also laughed at me for not being able to bear hardships, taking medicine like a child and frowning.

I said, "Give me a bite of the sweet cake, and I promise to take medicine the fastest in the world."

"No cake." He handed the water glass in front of me, "But I can buy you candy when you are well."

"When I get better, I can buy candy myself."

I pursed my lips, aggrieved.

Matsuda Jinpei gave me a very complaining look.

After taking the antipyretics, I felt a little sleepy and my head was even more confused.

His eyes were half-closed and his head drooped as if he would fall asleep in the next second.

In a trance, I suddenly felt a cold semicircle stuffed into one ear.

I forcefully opened my eyes, looked at Matsuda Jinpei who was still at the side, and said in a daze:

"You haven't left yet..."

I feel it's getting late.

Suddenly there was music in my ear, and I realized that the thing stuffed into my ear turned out to be an earphone.

There was a soft singing in my ear, and the earphone cable was wrapped around my hand.

"It's said on the search engine that listening to music will make you recover faster." He reached out and touched my forehead again, and changed me into a twisted towel, "Go to sleep..."

He seemed to want to say something more, but I was too tired.

A softly singing female voice came from an earphone, and the piano music shook the curtains with the refreshing and comfortable evening wind, and I fell asleep drowsily...

I didn't dream that night and slept better than I've ever had before,

When I woke up the next morning, I felt that my head was much better, at least not like the dull pain of being clamped on the temple with red-hot iron clamps like the day before.

I sniffed, opened the quilt and wanted to get up, but tripped over the headphone cable.

I staggered twice, but fortunately I didn't fall to the ground. I patted my chest to be thankful, but when I looked up, I found it.

Matsuda Jinhei fell asleep with his head tilted on the ground next to me. There were two huge dark circles under his eyes, and another earphone was plugged in his ear. He looked very haggard.

I gently draped the blanket over him, then stepped out of him quietly.

By the time Matsuda Jinpei woke up rubbing his sore shoulders, I was already drinking gruel in the restaurant while blowing hot air.

"You're awake." I looked up at him who was still in a daze, and pushed the food on the table towards him, "Do you want a ball or a sandwich?"

Matsuda Jinpei was still in a daze: "? Isn't it you who is sick?"

"It's just a small fever." I stretched out my hand and touched my forehead again, "It's not hot anymore, it's almost gone after a night of sleep."

Matsuda Jinpei walked up to me with a yawn, pulled out a chair and sat down:

"It can't be calculated like this. You still need to rest for a few days."

I ignored his words, swallowed the porridge in my mouth, and said to him, "By the way, there is one more thing." I raised my head and pointed to the wall with my chin, "Bring the painting on the wall, and accompany me I'm going somewhere."

"The one with Bailihua?" He touched his head and pointed to the huge landscape painting on the wall beside him.

I nodded, got up and took the finished bowl into the kitchen.

"By the way..." Matsuda Jinpei said suddenly behind me when I walked into the kitchen, "That little cake in the refrigerator..."

I stopped, and my back suddenly became stiff.

"I'm a bit craving it now. Anyway, you can't eat these these few days when you're sick, so just give it to me."

I always feel that the tone of Matsuda Jinpei's words is strange, as if... means something.

My heart tightened, and I wanted to cry but no tears. Although I deliberately controlled my steps towards the kitchen as usual, my steps were stiff.

Because... where is there a small cake? I secretly stuffed it into my stomach while Matsuda Jinpei was still soundly asleep.

With a guilty conscience, I hesitated and didn't know how to answer him. Matsuda Jinpei had already said coldly behind my back:

"Don't tell me, it's gone..."

"I see... I think the porridge in the morning is really bland and tasteless, so I just... I just took a sip." My eyes dodged a little, and I believe my face must be full of "sophistry" words.

I didn't dare to look back at Matsuda Jinpei's expression, because I knew that four words must have been written on his face: "Look at your sophistry".

"One bite?" Sure enough, Matsuda Jinpei began to question me. He didn't even open the refrigerator to check, he opened the chair and stood up, so angry that he rushed to grab my ear.

"Hey, it's just a small cake..." I hopped up and down with the bowl to avoid his pursuit, Matsuda Jinhei looked angry, as if his head was about to smoke.

"You can't eat cakes when you're sick!"

He was standing on the other side of the table, clutching the back of a chair, and yelled at me angrily.

"It's just a taste, don't be so fierce!"

I stood on the opposite side of Matsuda Jinpei across the dining table, and said aggrievedly.

Sure enough, his tone softened a bit, but he still didn't give up the idea of ​​surrounding me.

The two of us went around the dining table several times like a hide-and-seek, and finally I swore with four fingers that I would no longer be greedy and steal food when I was sick.

However, he still didn't seem to calm down, and he stopped my vow with some anger:

"Don't talk nonsense, if you don't get sick next time, don't set a flag!"

"Okay..." I raised my hands in surrender.

We broke up with him for a long time before we went out.

The destination is Mihua Town Central Hospital.

I turned left and right, and brought Matsuda Jinpei very familiarly to a clean white ward.

I quietly opened the door, and there was a little girl lying on the hospital bed, still sleeping quietly, and the ventilator beside me was beeping very regularly.

I asked Matsuda Jinpei, who carried the painting tool, to put down the painting, left a small note, and then took him away quietly.

After leaving the hospital, Matsuda Jinpei asked me:

"Who is the little girl in the ward?"

"Do you still remember the murder case in the toilet cubicle that we encountered when we first went to Mihuacho Hospital?" I turned my head and asked him back.

Matsuda Jinpei nodded thoughtfully: "It seems that a man committed a crime for her sick daughter..." He was halfway through speaking, and suddenly turned his face in surprise, "Could it be she?"

I nodded:

"Her father can't take care of her, but I can't just watch a child die because he has no money to pay for medical bills..." I turned my head and glanced at the white room, where a girl was sleeping peacefully His face was serene and serene, like an angel without any troubles.

"That painting should help her live a better life in the future, and she will have some money to pay for medical expenses." I sighed and said silently in my heart, even if it was me, Amuro Toru, and Kaitou Kidd A good thing to do.

Matsuda Jinpei smiled softly.

He turned his head to look at me, and put his arm around my shoulder.

"Then now," he said, "Miss Riko, who is taking care of others, is going back to rest now."

The author says:

From these few chapters onwards, the back is very sweet

Tomorrow is Songtiantian Theater!must see! (Contains Song Tiantian's self-guided emotional journey)

The following is the author's unhappy thoughts, which can be ignored:

Who reported me! !

When I wanted to update the article, I was really angry when I found out that I was reported!I have to write an essay and have to write a complaint...

(As we all know, you can quit if you don't like it)

I know that everyone who sees this is cute, but I still want to say that I have made a recommendation from the beginning to read it over the age of 18. What do you want to report because you said that I induced minors to have incorrect values?

*The heroine has never shied away from work, and now it is 40 chapters, and she has participated in not one or two cases. You read the previous chapters, it is said that she does not study and gets something for nothing. The law graduate student I set up for her who has studied forensic science is also written earlier

(It’s my fault that my three views are not correct, I am really tired every day)

*If it is true that the follow-up is locked, I have no choice but to consider letting her resign now. After all, Mihua Town is really difficult to mix, and she will be swept up by the three-dimensional dimension

感谢在2022-06-0315:00:05~2022-06-0416:00:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 2 concubines;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：瑟上20瓶；团子君7瓶；涂山、菩提时5瓶；莫晓3瓶；浅萝、水晶女孩大可乐1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ?