Lin Xian is best at dealing with dead people——
A handful of silicone was used to fill up the broken face, and a stitch was used to open the bones. After the live broadcast rolled over the cremation furnace, she dressed up as a silly girl from the countryside and was nailed into a thin coffin at the beginning.
No father or mother? The widower who dissected the corpse and retrieved the baby took her for granted.
Is everyone bullying her? She made the corpse "talk" and slapped the whole village in the face.
Until Pei Yan, the man from the Red Clothes Factory, came with the scent of blood——
During the day, he was the emperor's sharpest knife; at night, he was the best-behaved "sew-up model" on her desk.
The salt merchant's broken face, the imperial mausoleum's mercury poison, the zombie arsenal, the blood-clothed prince…
She examined the bones, painted the skin, and dissected the heart, and she also successfully cured him, who was physically mutilated but loyal and critical.
Later, the whole capital knew:
The governor was ruthless, but he pampered the little ancestor to no end——
She removed the bones, and he handed her the knife; she sewed up the corpse, and he held the lamp.
On the day of Shili Hongzhuang, he leaned over and kissed her bloody fingertips:
"I can't give you any descendants, but I can give you a long life, okay?"
And she said: "Let's examine the body first, and then talk about love."
- Corpses lie, but bones and heartbeats do not.
This is a two-way redemption that spans life and death, and it is also a hilarious and sweet daily life between the "corpse translator" and the "true eunuch".
