Chapter 3582 This Forensic Doctor Is a Bit Weird (45)

"Where is it?" Liu Liu had a different opinion.

"Although Su Qiao looks a little cold, she is actually a very nice person and very patient. Although Forensic Doctor Du doesn't look cold, she is just taciturn, but she is like a lifeless robot."

"And he has a weird temperament. He can stand in front of the autopsy corpse to eat, and he likes to talk to himself with the corpse, but he can't say a word to other people. It's really a big loss for Su Qiao to be with him. "

The more Liu Liu said, the more he felt that this was the case.

However, she felt that Tao Junhui, the team leader, was a little unworthy of her.

After all... bad eyesight.

Liu Dong retorted: "But Su Qiao's personality is also very unique, and ordinary men would not dare to chase after her."

Especially these few days, the men in their bureaus agreed that Su Qiao's aura was much stronger.

Within three meters, if there is nothing to dare to lean toward her, it is Xiao Lizi, a fledgling boy, who dares to lean forward.

Liu Liu glanced at him angrily: "Don't dare to chase, that's because you men have no guts, cowardly!"

"Could it be that you are cowardly, and you have to find the reason from the woman?"

What's wrong with women being excellent, that's their own ability.

Men who are afraid that women are too good are generally incompetent, at least men who are not confident to be comparable to this woman.

Hmph, one by one, they know how to make excuses, saying 'Women can't be too strong', 'Women should look like women, gentle and virtuous, husbands and children', in fact, isn't it all because of their own incompetence?

Liu Dong was interested in his heart, and did not dare to speak back.

Xiao Li nodded in agreement.

"There's nothing wrong with that."

In less than ten minutes, the two returned to the community.

"This dish..."

The food was indeed ready, and it looked like that, but Su Qiao couldn't take it anymore and hurried to find the trash can.

After spitting up, he picked up the water glass and quickly rinsed his mouth. This was the look of the rest of his life, and he took a deep breath.

"How much salt did you put in?"

Du Muhan, who was holding a bowl of rice ready to eat: "..."

Is it really that bad?

"Not much, just a spoonful."

"How big is your spoon?" Could it be...

Su Qiao silently drank the water from the glass upside down.

Fortunately, she only took one bite, otherwise, she would have to explain it here today.

Du Muhan picked up a small piece of meat and tasted it, his expression twisted for a moment, "I...seem to have messed up."

"Go to bed, your eyes are full of red blood, did you not sleep again last night?" Su Qiao sighed helplessly, got up and walked to the kitchen.

Du Muhan felt very apologetic, and followed silently, "Well, my hand hurt last night, so I just read a book all night, and I have another day of work today."

Su Qiao turned back and looked at the gauze on his left hand: "Is your hand any better? Would you like to go to the hospital to take another film to see?"

Du Muhan shook his head indifferently: "It's much better, it's fine, no bones or tendons were hurt. At that time, it was because I had never encountered such a thing before, so I was a little too nervous."

"Could it be because I'm here?" Su Qiao raised her lips, with teasing in her eyes: "So, the culprit is me?"

Du Muhan leaned against the door frame, raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Qiao who was turning over the refrigerator: "Probably because of your beauty?"

Su Qiao turned her head and gave him a blank look: "Come on, when did you become like this?"

"In your eyes, am I an old-fashioned man who can't even joke?"