Tales of the mystic love

#26 Echos of Midnight Mystery

In the dimly lit room of Dr. Mia's house, now transformed into a makeshift morgue, Lian and Ning worked tirelessly to unravel the mystery surrounding her death. With solemn determination, they carefully conducted the autopsy using the limited tools they had gathered.As they worked, a sense of solemnity and respect hung in the air.

Lian and Ning had made the decision to bring Mia's body to her own house for the autopsy, understanding that she had no living relatives to perform the final rites. It was a gesture of honor and closure, a testament to their dedication as healers and caretakers of the deceased.

Ning, with her years of experience and steady hands, led the procedure with utmost precision. She carefully examined each incision, pointing out even the smallest details to Lian, who diligently noted down everything in her notebook. Together, they formed a formidable team, each complementing the other's skills and expertise.

As Ning peeled back layers of tissue and organs, she explained to Lian the significance of various findings. She pointed out the discoloration of lungs, brittle nails and many other signs suggesting a potential poisoning. Lian scribbled furiously, absorbing every piece of information that could lead them to the cause of Dr. Mia's untimely death.

Their makeshift morgue in the victim's house may have lacked basic equipment, but it couldn't dampen their determination to uncover the truth. Hours passed as they meticulously worked through the autopsy, exchanging insights and theories along the way.

After sometime, Lian and Ning sat exhausted, their minds weighed down by the enigma of Dr. Mia's death. Ning's frustration bubbled over as she exclaimed, "We've searched every inch, Lian, yet we've found nothing! How can this be?"

Lian, her eyes filled with determination, replied in a calm but resolute tone, "Patience, my friend. The truth will reveal itself in due time."
Hearing this Ning looks at Lian with frowned eyebrows as why she was talking weird and then Lian and Ning bursted into laughter.
As they took a break and savored the meager meal, Lian's eyes wandered towards the small garden, a sanctuary of tranquility amidst chaos. With a newfound spark of curiosity, she ventured into the garden, followed closely by Ning.
Amidst the herbs and flowers, Lian's sharp senses picked up an unusual scent. "Nightshade Thistle," she muttered under her breath, her eyes widening in realization. "This herb is not meant for a healer's garden."

Ning, catching on to Lian's discovery, gasped dramatically. "How did you notice such a small detail, Lian?"

Lian, masking her true abilities with a gentle smile, replied, "Years of training in observation, my dear. Now, let us delve deeper into Dr. Mia's abode."

Inside the house, their footsteps echoed through the corridors as they explored every nook and cranny. Ning's sharp eyes caught a glint of something unusual in Mia's room—a vial tucked away discreetly.

With trembling hands, Ning uncovered the vial, revealing a residue of a potent substance. "This confirms our suspicions," she declared with a steely gaze. "Dr. Mia was not a victim of natural causes."

Lian's eyes widened in shock and disbelief. "But who would want to harm such a noble soul?"

Ning's voice echoed with determination, her eyes aflame with justice. "We shall uncover the truth, Lian. Justice will prevail,no matter what happnes."
As Xiaobo and Ming delved into the heart of the village, their inquiries unearthed a tapestry of sentiments and secrets woven among people around Dr. Mia.

Xiaobo, with his charismatic demeanor, engaged the villagers in heartfelt conversations about Dr. Mia. "Tell me," he inquired, "what was Dr. Mia like? How did she interact with everyone?"

The villagers, with reverence in their eyes, spoke in unison of Dr. Mia's unparalleled skill as a healer and her compassionate care for every patient. "She was a ray of hope in our darkest times," one villager exclaimed, while another added, "Without her, many of us wouldn't have survived illnesses and injuries."
Ming, diligently noting down every word, captured the essence of Dr. Mia's impact on the village. "Respected by all," he wrote, "for her unwavering dedication to healing."