Chapter 902

Cangchu stood up and went to Ning Fuyan's side. He took a close look, and his expression became heavy: "this is really a shadow bead!"

Cangchu's voice was quite surprised and surprised.

"What is the shadow bead used for?" Xuanli asked.

"Shadow beads are useful for the dead. They can keep the flesh from rotting in the mouth of the dead, and keep the warm temperature on the body all the time. They are no different from a living person. From ancient times to the present, there are two things that emperors of all dynasties pursue. The first thing is immortality. The second thing is that the flesh is not rotting and the immortal is emerged. So the shadow beads are not ordinary things!" Cangchu said it with great solemnity, which is enough to prove the weight of this small shadow bead.

"Shadow beads have this effect!" Xuanli said in surprise.

"Yes, shadow beads are very rare and precious, but the other side can even give the shadow beads to Ning Fuyan. Basically, it can be said that the other side's origin is really not small!" Cang Chu's face was a layer of haze.

"She felt that the wind chant didn't know the real function of the shadow bead. Maybe he just thought that the shadow bead could make her not afraid of the sun!" Ning fold Yan thought for a moment and said.

Cangchu added a pot of tea to his tea cup with a clear tone: "to be honest, even the wind chant is just a chess piece!"

Irene listened to the conversation of the three of them in a daze. In the fog, Ning Fuyan was dead, but she could eat, talk and breathe in front of her like a living person.

Oh, my God, isn't she going through the mythology?

"Iris, eat fish!" Cangchu saw Wei iris's thoughtful appearance and put a chopstick of fish into her bowl.

Irene waved repeatedly: "no, I'll do it myself!"

Cangchu heard this, put the fish into his bowl, and smiled: "although there is no memory, the taste still hasn't changed, and still don't like fish!"

Irene was slightly surprised at this. The original owner's taste was similar to hers. She didn't really like fish.

Ning zheyan pushes the dish a little further away to Wei iris: "five years have passed, I don't know if you like to eat chestnut and roast chicken now!"

Irene smiled and said, "yes, chestnuts are best!"

At this time, Irene found that these two people knew her taste very well. Generally, the dishes she liked were far away from her, but she put some dishes she didn't like in front of her.

It's kind of a test, isn't it?

Fortunately, the taste of the original owner is similar to that of her. However, what's the matter? She's like a fake iris Wei. She just said that she has no memory. God is helping her.

"Iris, after eating, please help me to see the leg wound of a soldier. His leg was cut deeply by a knife. You used to sew it with needle and thread. Although you have no memory, you still can do these medical skills?" Cangchu's light tone, like the white clouds in the sky, if there is any.

Ning zheyan and Xuanli both have a look at cangchu at the same time. Yes, Wei iris can do some medical skills that ordinary people can't, and can change a person's appearance through surgery. I'm afraid there won't be a second woman in the world except Wei iris.

This is the best way to prove whether she is a kite.

Irene chewed the chestnut in her mouth. She was puzzled. Is there too much similar to her?

Like character, like taste, even sewing wounds?

She is a plastic surgeon who sews wounds. This is the process she must go through every time she does surgery. What about the original owner? Was he a professional doctor before?

One day, Irene felt that things were not as simple as she thought. It seemed that she had to ask the identity of the original owner.

There will be coincidences in the world, but there should be no such coincidence.

After dinner, several soldiers came in carrying a pale soldier.

When Irene lifted the cloth over the soldier, she saw the deep bone wound on the soldier's leg. The blood almost dyed the whole leg red.

And this injury is just a new one, just a simple hemostasis treatment, even the most basic disinfection.

God, are there no military doctors in this camp?

This hemostasis technique is not professional at first sight.

No wonder the soldier's face will be so pale, obviously he has lost too much blood!

Irene squatted on the ground with a dignified look, and looked at the leg wound of the next soldier. The length of the wound was about 10 cm. The blade was extremely sharp. If she was using a little force, she could cut the bone.

Judging from the situation of the wound, the soldier should have been held down to cut the knife, otherwise the wound could not be so smooth or so precise.

Irene looked back at the three people who were standing by, and suddenly understood that the other party was deliberately testing her!

Who are these people? Are they human? There are so many ways to test her, but they have to choose such a cruel way.

Irene was a little upset. She looked at cangchu with a silver mask with a cold face. "The wounded lost too much blood. They need blood transfusion first, or I'm afraid he won't survive!"

Because she was going to disinfect the wound with wine. There was no anesthetic in ancient times. After detoxification, she sewed the wound for the wounded for a while. It is estimated that the wounded died without stitching for several times.

It's really cruel to put such a heavy hand on it!

Cangchu and Ning fold Yan look at each other, as if they have seen the exact answer in each other's eyes.

Few people in the world can say the words of blood transfusion, but there are many people who know that iris Wei will give blood transfusion, especially the Yu family.

"How to lose?" Cangchu asked.

Irene noticed that when she said the blood transfusion, it was completely due to her professional habits, and then she regretted that it was an ancient time, where the blood plasma was transfused to him.

But cangchu's tone was so flat when he spoke, without any surprise or doubt!

So there is only one result, that is, the original owner has also given blood to others, so these people are not surprised.

"Just match the soldier's blood type!" Irene thought for a moment, as if it was the only way, and then she put something back on the soldier's wound.

Rather break Yan to look at cangchu, that meaning is very obvious, do you want to continue to test it?

Although cangchu didn't answer directly, his eyes had already explained everything.

It's necessary for iris Wei to complete the whole operation process.

According to Irene's instructions, the blood type matched with the soldier was quickly found. After losing a little, the soldier's face was obviously much better.