"This is Judge Yang, young and talented, he was also an Advanced Scholar during the Zhenguan era's tenth year, ah! Such a pity..." Liu Pinrang, born to a humble family, found it incredibly challenging to make a mark in an era dominated by powerful clans. Therefore, he held a special affection for Judge Yang, who also lacked a family background, differing from the usual feelings one subordinate might have for another.
"Did Judge Yang have any chronic ailments?" Ran Yan briefly examined the body before taking the toolbox from Sang Chen, placing it on the ground. She first took out Atractylodes and Gleditsia sinensis and ignited them on the ground, then put a slice of ginger in her mouth. After hesitating for a moment, she handed a slice to Liu Pinrang, threw the cloth bag with ginger slices and a blank notebook to the pale-faced Sang Chen, and then put on a new mask and gloves to prepare for the autopsy.