My Lovely Wife is a Forensic Doctor

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Call it so intimate.

Qin Jinhuan was very upset, and looked at Mu Yu who was on the corner, answering the phone, listening to what she said in a low voice.

"I'm fine, because the phone shuts down automatically when it runs out of electricity."

"Evening? This... uh..."

"Oh, that's good, see you all."

See it or not?

Qin Jinhuan leaned against the door frame and stared at Mu Yu coldly.

Here, Mu Yu hangs up the phone, holding the phone in both hands and holding it to his chest. Xin Yihan's handsome and gentle face appears before his eyes, and he is involuntarily dyed with joy between his eyes.

It’s been a long time since I ate with him.

I remember when I first went to university, he always worried that she would not adapt to university life, often went to school to see her, talk to her, and often brought her out for a tooth sacrifice.

Because of his outstanding appearance and extraordinary temperament, walking on campus is particularly eye-catching, and has been favored by many beautiful girls. Various sets are close, which makes Mu Yu feel pressured. But then he saw that he was completely blind to the rushing beauty students. It seemed that she was the only one in her eyes. She was relieved to think that the relationship between her and him was developing benignly, so she felt comfortable enjoying the eyes of everyone who were envious and jealous. At night, people still dream about the future trend of the relationship with him.

That period of time was the happiest time after she stepped out of the psychological shadow, but such a day did not last long.

She still clearly remembers the scene when Xin Yihan and Yin Xiaotian interlocked and appeared in front of her with laughter that day. That was the first time she knew the taste of heartache, and from that moment on she knew that Xin Yihan had never thought of her as simply My sister cared that all her fantasies about love were just wishful thinking.

Since Xin Yihan had taken Yin Xiaotian to see her, Yin Xiaotian was also very kind to her. There are countless examples of asking for help and sending charcoal in the snow, which made her unable to feel ashamed of Xin Yihan's "coveted" heart and decided to bury this feeling deeply Bottom of heart. It happened that Xin Yihan even opened several branches at that time, and the work was very busy, so she consciously found this excuse to minimize the meeting with him.

It’s just that the more depressed, the more urgent the thirsty heart is. Whenever his name is displayed on the phone screen, her heartbeat will speed up, and her face will become red and hot. In Jiang Awen’s words, it’s “Heart is like a deer” Collision, like a peach blossom," her joy is sent from deep inside, completely out of the control of the brain, for a moment.

I don’t know how Yihan has been recently, he...

It was too late to guess, and the smile on her face froze, because when she turned around, she saw Qin Jinhuan's cold face, which was very unpleasant.

"You, why are you here?" Somehow, she was a little guilty.

"An appointment?" Qin Jinhuan opened his thin lips lightly, looking casual.

"Uh...you..."

Now that you hear it, just say it.

Mu Yu tentatively asked, "Is it possible?"

"can."

"Really?" Mu Yu couldn't believe his ease.

"Of course, but remember to make it clear with him."

"What's the matter?"

Qin Jinhuan glanced at her faintly: "You are already the Qin family's grandmother and should not have too much contact with the opposite sex."

"Ah?! That...we won't be long before we will dissolve the relationship between husband and wife, there is no need to let too many people know our relationship?" Seeing him with a deep complexion, Mu Yu quickly compensated and laughed, "I am afraid of affecting you not good."

"Isn't you stubborn about the surname Xin?" Qin Jinhuan sneered sharply. "Want to stick to the dead skin?"

Mu Yu blushed for a moment, and was a little annoyed: "What are you talking about?! Brother Yihan and I are just normal friends, not as sloppy as you are."

"In this case, explain it carefully. If you can't say it, I will accompany you at night."

"No need, I can say it."

Qin Jinhuan groaned when she saw her waving again and again: "Don't let me hear any gossip, you can't bear the responsibility."

Hearing the threat in his words, Mu Yu weakly defended: "You think too much, we just have a meal."

"Go."

"where to?"

"eat."

Mu Yu glanced at his watch and found that it was more than twelve o'clock. With a "Oh" sound, he silently followed his head with his head down.

She hadn't walked a few steps. Her hands were caught coldly. She instinctively withdrew her hands and was about to exclaim. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Dong Wanqing's figure at the stairs and hurriedly put her hands back in Qin Jinhuan's hands. She didn't want her hands to become interlocked with her fingers in the next second. The warmth from others in her fingers made her tremble. She suddenly shook the scene when Xin Yihan and Yin Xiaotian appeared in front of her for the first time. Tone.

It must be a very happy thing to interlock with the beloved man, but the man in front of him is not his true love.

"Be careful of stairs."

Qin Jinhuan's gentle reminder sounded in his ear, and Mu Yu hurriedly withdrew his mind.

"Feel wronged?"

"Ah?" She didn't understand the meaning of his words, and looked at him with some consternation.

"Let you say that in front of Xin Yihan is my wife, do you feel wronged?"

"Ah? No, no."

"You should be proud and proud."

"What?" Mu Yu's thoughts remained with Xin Yihan, so he was confused by Qin Jinhuan's irrelevant words.

"How many women are crying and making troubles to marry me, but I chose you."

"Ce, who do you love to marry? If I can choose, I won't be rare with you to get the proof." Of course, this is just Mu's belly, and she has no intention of fighting with him. Suddenly thinking of Dong Wanqing, she hurriedly looked back, and after seeing Dong Wanqing no longer behind her, she let out a sigh of relief—although she was reluctant to be Grandma Qin, she was obliged to perform well in this drama.

When the two entered the restaurant, the servant had already clothed the cutlery. When they saw them in, Li Xianglan hurriedly pulled the chair away. When Mu Yu sat down, she hurriedly tied napkins.

"I'll come by myself, thank you." Mu Yu is not used to this kind of service. He quickly took the napkin and fastened it, while glancing at Qin Jinhuan who was sitting next to him, seeing that he was being served comfortably by his servant. I lamented the "work" of the rich.

Soon Dong Wanqing also entered the restaurant.

Normally she relied on Qin Xiaozhi's favor and dared to yell at Mu Yu. At this time, Qin Xiaozhi, who had fallen ill, had not yet woken up (each time he fell ill, he usually recovered his mind after sleeping). As he leaned against the mountain, the person suddenly became well-behaved and smiled at them with a somewhat pleased look. Seeing that both of them ignored her, she was a little bored and sat down opposite them.

Lunch is a steak set meal. Although the steak is tender, the bread is fragrant, and the corn soup is good, but for the Mu language who is used to eating Chinese food, it is still not very used and does not want to be rude. So he barely picked up the knife and fork to cut the beef. Who knows how to cut it hard The beef didn't move at all, making her a little embarrassed.

"This knife is too blunt, change this one." Qin Jinhuan handed over another knife during the conversation.

"Oh, thank you." Mu speech froze before he finished.

Huh? Isn't this the scalpel she placed under the pillow?

Does he let himself cut a steak with a scalpel? !

But after staring at him with four eyes, she suddenly understood what he meant, and took it with pleasure, and praised while cutting: "It's still a good knife."

Dong Wanqing was also struggling to fight the steak with a blunt knife. Hearing this, he could not help but look up at the knife in Mu Yu’s hand. Although the knife in Mu Yu’s hand was small but sharply cut the beef, he immediately turned his head to wait. Li Xianglan, on the side, commanded: "Auntie Lan, change the tool for me too."

Seeing her staring at the knife in Mu Yu's hand, Li Xianglan looked a little embarrassed: "Miss Dong, there is no knife like the one grandma used in the kitchen."

"Then she..."

"I am a scalpel." Mu Yu answered in due course.

"scalpel?"

Seeing Dong Wanqing's question in his eyes, Mu Yu smiled with his sword: "Yes, a knife dedicated to autopsy."

Qin Jinhuan interjected: "What corpse?"

"It's a dead man. This knife can be sharp. No matter men or women, old or young, just a gentle stroke, you can cut people's stomach with a sneer and cut a beef, then it is not there at all. After all," Mu Yu said while drawing the scalpel to his chest, just as if he were a corpse under a scalpel.

"You mean this knife cut through the dead?!" Dong Wanqing across the face has changed his face.

"Not only dead people, but also dead cats and dogs have been dissected. I also used it to cut through the dead mouse the day before yesterday. This knife is really good. Oh, Miss Dong, isn't your knife unpleasant? Or should you take it first? Go and cut the beef, it's much easier to cut the beef than the dead." Mu Yu said, and presented the scalpel.

The scalpel was stained with bright tomato juice, just like human blood, and looked at the extraordinarily oozing people.

Dong Wanqing, who had already lost her face, looked like a ghost, screamed, and pushed open the chair, rushed to the bathroom with her mouth covered, and soon she heard the upset vomit.

Seeing Qin Jinhuan frown, Mu Yu pretended to shrug innocently: "You took my scalpel, don't blame me for disgusting you, just vomit it, don't need to hold on."

Qin Jinhuan glanced at her, pushed the steak plate in front of her, and said softly: "I'm too lazy to cut, please help me cut it."

This made Mu Yu a little surprised. He raised his scalpel and asked, "I am a cadaver. Are you afraid of nausea?"

"Just cut it, cut it."

Did not expect to be seen through.

Mu Yugan laughed endlessly.

This special set of scalpels was a gift that Xin Yihan gave to her when she first went to university. She has been reluctant to use it. It was kept as a souvenir. Before, she was afraid that he would do something wrong. She didn't expect her baby scalpel to be self-defense and whole. At this point, my mood is getting better.

Suddenly thinking of something, she asked while cutting the cow: "Right, Dong Wanqing and my knife are very blunt. Did you arrange it on purpose?"

"What do you say?"

Mu Yu curled his lips: "Help me to teach her that she is fake, it is true that she does not want to eat with her at the same table."

"Smart and rewarding." Qin Jinhuan took a fork and fork a piece of beef before her.

Mu Yu was disgusted, but was about to refuse. When he turned his eyes at him, he immediately turned to look at her, and she saw Dong Wanqing's figure appearing in the living room. Every time after the autopsy, the body will be disinfected with disinfection water. If you can’t smell the **** smell, you can rest assured. Come, I will help you cut the beef."

There was another nausea from Dong Wanqing, and he turned and rushed into the bathroom again.

Mu Yu pretended to laugh, avoiding the beef sent by Qin Jinhuan. Qin Jinhuan was not angry. He was about to send the beef into his mouth. The phone rang. Seeing Wen Zeyu's call, he immediately connected.

"What? Well, I'll go to the company immediately."