Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 901

Cang Chu stood up and walked to Ning Zheyan's side. After looking at it carefully, his expression became heavy: "This really is a Shadow Bead!"

Cang Chu's tone was filled with shock and astonishment.

"What is this Shadow Bead used for?" Xuan Li asked.

"Shadow Bead s are useful to the dead, they can let the dead not rot or rot, and keep the temperature of the body warm, just like a living person. From ancient times till now, there have never been two things that emperors of different dynasties have pursued, the first thing is for the body to not rot, the second thing is for the body to not rot, thus the Shadow Bead is not an ordinary being!" Cang Chu's words were extremely solemn, enough to prove just how heavy this little Shadow Bead was.

"The Shadow Bead actually has this kind of effect!" Xuan Li said in shock.

"Yes, Shadow Bead are extremely rare and precious, but for the other party to actually give the Shadow Bead to Ning Zheyan, it can basically be said that the background of the other party is not small!" A layer of haze appeared on Cang Chu's face.

"Zheyan actually thinks that Feng Yin is not clear about the true usage of this Shadow Bead. Maybe he just thinks that this Shadow Bead can make Zheyan not afraid of sunlight!" Ning Zheyan thought for a while before replying.

Cang Chu poured another pot of tea on his teacup, and said with a clear tone: "To put it bluntly, even Feng Yin is only a chess piece!"

Ai Lin listened to their conversation in a daze. She was confused, Ning Zheyan was actually already dead, but was sitting in front of her like a living person, eating, talking, and breathing.

Heavens, could she have transmigrated into a fairy tale?

"Iris, eat fish!" Cang Chu saw that Wei Yuanwei looked to be deep in thought, so he picked up a bowl of fish and placed it into Wei Yuanwei's bowl.

Ai Lin quickly waved her hands: "No need, I'll do it myself!"

After Cang Chu heard this, he placed the piece of fish into his own bowl and laughed: "Even though I don't have any memories, my taste has not changed, and I still don't like to eat fish!"

was slightly surprised by these words. So it turned out that the original owner's taste was similar to hers, she really didn't like eating fish.

Ning Zheyan pushed a dish that was further away from him to Wei Yuanwei, "Five years have pa.s.sed, I wonder if you still like eating chestnut roasted chicken!"

Ai Lin laughed: "I like it, chestnuts are the most delicious!"

Only now did Ai Lin realize that the two of them understood her taste very well. Normally, the dishes she liked to eat would stay away from her, but they were all placed in front of her.

This could also be considered as a test, right?

Fortunately, the original owner's taste was similar to hers, but so what? She was really the fake Wei Yuanwei, and adding that she no longer had any memories, it was as if the heavens themselves were helping her.

"Iris, after you finish eating, help me look at the wound on a soldier's leg. His leg was deeply cut by a knife." Iris, after you finish eating, help me look at the wound on a soldier's leg. Cang Chu said in a shallow and calm voice, his tone was like the white clouds in the sky, seemingly indiscernible.

Ning Zheyan and Xuan Li looked at Cang Chu at the same time. Yes, Wei Yuanwei knew some medical skills that normal people did not, and he could even change a person's appearance through surgery. Other than Wei Yuanwei, there was not a second woman in this world who knew of this.

Using this to prove that she was not Wei Yuanwei was definitely the best method.

Ai Lin chewed on the chestnut in her mouth that had turned sour from burning, and was puzzled, wasn't the original owner of the chestnut similar to her in a lot of ways?

He had the same personality and the same taste. He could even sew wounds on others?

She was a plastic surgeon, sewing wounds and the like. This was a process she had to go through every time she performed an operation. What about the original owner? Was he a professional doctor before?

After a day, Ai Lin felt that this matter was not as simple as she thought. It seemed that she needed to ask the original owner about her ident.i.ty.

There would be coincidences in the world, but there shouldn't be such coincidences.

After dinner, a few soldiers carried a pale-faced soldier in.

Ai Lin lifted the cloth that was covering the soldier's body, and instantly saw the bone-deep wound on the soldier's leg, blood almost dyed the soldier's entire thigh red.

Moreover, from a glance, one could tell that this injury was from a recent one. It was only treated with simple hemostatic treatment and not even the most basic of disinfection.

Heavens, isn't there a military doctor in this military camp?

With one look, one could tell that this method of stopping the bleeding was unprofessional.

No wonder the soldier looked so pale. He had clearly lost too much blood!

Ai Lin squatted on the ground with a solemn expression and examined the wound on the soldier's leg. The wound was about 10 cm long and the blade tip was extremely sharp.

Judging from the condition of the wound, the soldier must have been cut by someone else. Otherwise, the wound would not have been so flat and accurate.

Ai Lin turned around and glanced at the three people watching. She suddenly realized that the other party was purposely testing her!

Who are these people? Do they even have any humanity left?

There were so many ways to test her, but she had to choose such a cruel one.

Ai Lin's heart was in pain, she looked at Cang Chu who was wearing the silver mask with a cold expression: "Those who are injured will lose too much blood, the first thing you have to do is to transfusion blood, if not I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on!"

This was because she was going to use alcohol to disinfect the wound. There was no anesthetic in this ancient era. After the poison was dispelled, the wounds would be sewn on the patient. The patient would probably die after a few seams.

It was too cruel, to actually hit such a heavy blow!

Cang Chu and Ning Zheyan looked at each other, as if they could already see the exact answer in each other's eyes.

In this world, there were not many people who could say such words, but there were quite a few who knew that Wei Yuanwei was a blood transfusion expert, especially members of the Yu Clan.

"How?" Cang Chu asked from the side.

Ai Lin noticed that when she said blood transfusions, it was all because of her professional habit. After she finished speaking, she regretted it immediately.

But Cang Chu's tone of voice was so calm, without any surprise or doubt whatsoever!

If there was only one result, then it meant that the original owner had once lost blood to another person, so these people were not surprised.

"As long as it matches up with the soldier's blood type!" Ai Lin thought for a while, as if this was the only way, and then used something to bandage the soldier's wound again.

Ning Zheyan looked at Cang Chu, his intentions clear, was he still going to continue probing?

Although Cang Chu did not directly answer his, her eyes clearly stated everything.

He needed Wei Yuanwei to complete the entire process.

According to Ai Lin's instructions, they quickly found the matching blood type that the soldier had. After losing a bit, the soldier's complexion clearly improved a lot.