Chapter 220
The news of Zhang Zhishu's arrival in Haicheng spread like wildfire.
The people of the Zhong family received the news at the first time after Zhang Zhishu came to Haicheng.
However, before they could see Zhang Zhishu, the latter had left Haicheng in a hurry.
In the military hospital.
Zhong Qingmu and Zhong Youzheng have been taking care of Zhong Baihai in the hospital these days.
Because Zhong Baihai's condition is repeated, obviously he has been in a coma due to serious injury, but from time to time, he will roar like crazy, and it will be more and more serious again.
Seeing Zhong Baihai like this, Zhong Youzheng held back several times and wanted to give him an impulse to end it directly.
After seeing Zhong Baihai and learning about his condition from the doctor, Zhong Youzheng and Zhong Qingmu walked out of the ward at the same time.
"Did you hear the news?" Zhong Youzheng suddenly asked as soon as he walked out of the ward.
Zhong Qingmu nodded after being slightly stunned.
"The news is that Chu siran is acquitted. Zhang Zhishu's visit to Haicheng is like a passing ceremony. Even the time to meet Chu siran is less than half an hour." when Zhong Qingmu said this, he felt a little cold on his back neck.
Chu siran's identity is so important that he killed more than 100 people and was able to get in and out of the police station freely.
"Sure enough." Zhong Youzheng seemed to have expected the result long ago.
He dares to say that the people above didn't intend to catch chusran at all.
The purpose of letting Zhang Zhishu come to Haicheng is just that Zhang Zhishu has overwhelmed him in his current position.
"Good, good." Zhong Youzheng sneered, his eyes as cold as a sharp blade.
"Hasn't yanlei gone to find a miracle doctor? When can he find a miracle doctor?" if even the so-called miracle doctor can't save his grandson, he will help him and make his grandson no longer suffer.
"A miracle doctor has been invited. If there is no accident, we should be able to go to Haicheng in one or two days," Zhong Qingmu said.
When it comes to the miracle doctor, Zhong Qingmu feels that his heart is dripping blood.
Before seeing a doctor, he has given the other party a lot of money to buy life.
As they were talking, yanlei led an old man who looked like a fairy.
The old man is about 70 years old. He has a childlike face, Hefa, energetic and feminine breath. Wearing a white robe with dark lines, he looks like an expert in seclusion.
"General Zhong, this is zhujiu miracle doctor. Miracle doctor, this is what I told you, general Zhong Youzheng." yanlei said with great humility.
He has always been an extremely arrogant person. After all, as a martial arts expert in the martial arts world, his strength never allows him to keep a low profile.
In recent years, even if you stay with Zhong Qingmu, you have never restrained your nature and rarely treat people so respectfully.
"Where is the patient?" the candle nine looked ahead and almost turned a blind eye to Zhong Youzheng.
"In the ward." Zhong Qingmu's son was eager. As soon as he saw candle nine, he almost pinned his hopes on him.
Then he opened the door and bent over candle nine.
Candle nine gave a faint 'um' and then went in.
In the ward, Zhong Baihai was tightly tied to the hospital bed. The exposed skin of his whole body had swollen, and the cyan blood vessels were convex and mottled all over the skin, which looked extremely terrible.
Zhu Jiuyi frowned at Zhong Baihai's appearance, then narrowed his eyes and sneered.
"You don't want to die. You dare to provoke the evil star of the dark night hell."
His voice was so soft and hoarse that it sounded extremely uncomfortable.
"Zhu Jiu, you know this disease?" Zhong Qingmu couldn't help asking as soon as he heard Zhu Jiu's words.
No matter what dark night hell, those who can tell the truth are better than the doctors in this hospital.
"Candle nine miracle doctor, please help me save my useless grandson." Zhong Youzheng also pleaded.
Candle nine looked at Zhong Youzheng and Zhong Qingmu, and then sneered.
"This is Mandala poison, the unique poison of the dark night hell. I can detoxify it, but it can only remove the superficial symptoms, not cure it. If you want to cure it, you'd better go to the person who poisoned it."
In this world, dark night Yama is the only one he is convinced of.
Obviously young, but a belly of bad water.
As long as he refined the poison, others can hardly solve it.
"Miracle doctor, if you can cure my son, I can give you whatever money you want." Zhong Qingmu said eagerly.
It's rare to see a man who says his son can cure. How can he let go.
"Hmm?" Zhu Jiu stared at Zhong Qingmu very displeased. His cold eyes made Zhong Qingmu feel like he was entangled by a poisonous snake, and a layer of chicken skin suddenly appeared all over his body.
"Of course I can cure it. If you are sure that it is enough to remove the surface disease, then I can detoxify it now." candle nine smiled coldly.
"The miracle doctor means that only those who poison my grandson can cure it?" the hope just rising in Zhong Youzheng's eyes was suddenly extinguished.
"Yes," said candle nine.
All the poisons from hell in the dark night are poisoned with needles. How to poison depends on how to solve them.
He always wanted to know how dark night Yama poisoned people. If he could know this method, he could become a generation of poison master.
"What would happen to my grandson if he only solved the disease?" Zhong Youzheng asked.
"The sequelae is probably once every ten days and a half months." the candle nine Yin measured the tunnel.
"Moreover, you need to take medicine for life, and you can't have children."
To detoxify the surface is actually just to suppress the toxicity.
When Zhong Youzheng and Zhong Qingmu heard the speech, their faces completely solidified. Even the miracle doctor was helpless. Is Zhong Baihai really hopeless?
"Yan Lei, please check to see if Chu Si ran poisoned Bai Hai." when he said this, Zhong Youzheng's voice trembled slightly.
If it's really Chu siran's poison, Chu siran is really hiding too deep.
"OK." Yan Lei answered, then turned and walked out.
Candle nine looked at Zhong Baihai thoughtfully, with an inexplicable smile on her mouth.
"Father... If Chu Si ran..." Zhong Qingmu looked worried.
"Let me see." Zhong Youzheng glanced at the candle, bit his teeth and took a deep breath.
If Zhong Baihai is tortured to death, it would be better for him to finish it with one shot.
It's not that he doesn't love Zhong Baihai, but he can't bear to see his beloved grandson tortured like this.
Originally thought candle nine would be their hope, but now they don't even have hope.
It seems that Chu siran expected the result long ago, so he saved Zhong Baihai's life. If he guessed right, Chu siran must have a second move.
"What a good chess player!" said Zhong Youzheng, gnashing his teeth.
The people of the Zhong family received the news at the first time after Zhang Zhishu came to Haicheng.
However, before they could see Zhang Zhishu, the latter had left Haicheng in a hurry.
In the military hospital.
Zhong Qingmu and Zhong Youzheng have been taking care of Zhong Baihai in the hospital these days.
Because Zhong Baihai's condition is repeated, obviously he has been in a coma due to serious injury, but from time to time, he will roar like crazy, and it will be more and more serious again.
Seeing Zhong Baihai like this, Zhong Youzheng held back several times and wanted to give him an impulse to end it directly.
After seeing Zhong Baihai and learning about his condition from the doctor, Zhong Youzheng and Zhong Qingmu walked out of the ward at the same time.
"Did you hear the news?" Zhong Youzheng suddenly asked as soon as he walked out of the ward.
Zhong Qingmu nodded after being slightly stunned.
"The news is that Chu siran is acquitted. Zhang Zhishu's visit to Haicheng is like a passing ceremony. Even the time to meet Chu siran is less than half an hour." when Zhong Qingmu said this, he felt a little cold on his back neck.
Chu siran's identity is so important that he killed more than 100 people and was able to get in and out of the police station freely.
"Sure enough." Zhong Youzheng seemed to have expected the result long ago.
He dares to say that the people above didn't intend to catch chusran at all.
The purpose of letting Zhang Zhishu come to Haicheng is just that Zhang Zhishu has overwhelmed him in his current position.
"Good, good." Zhong Youzheng sneered, his eyes as cold as a sharp blade.
"Hasn't yanlei gone to find a miracle doctor? When can he find a miracle doctor?" if even the so-called miracle doctor can't save his grandson, he will help him and make his grandson no longer suffer.
"A miracle doctor has been invited. If there is no accident, we should be able to go to Haicheng in one or two days," Zhong Qingmu said.
When it comes to the miracle doctor, Zhong Qingmu feels that his heart is dripping blood.
Before seeing a doctor, he has given the other party a lot of money to buy life.
As they were talking, yanlei led an old man who looked like a fairy.
The old man is about 70 years old. He has a childlike face, Hefa, energetic and feminine breath. Wearing a white robe with dark lines, he looks like an expert in seclusion.
"General Zhong, this is zhujiu miracle doctor. Miracle doctor, this is what I told you, general Zhong Youzheng." yanlei said with great humility.
He has always been an extremely arrogant person. After all, as a martial arts expert in the martial arts world, his strength never allows him to keep a low profile.
In recent years, even if you stay with Zhong Qingmu, you have never restrained your nature and rarely treat people so respectfully.
"Where is the patient?" the candle nine looked ahead and almost turned a blind eye to Zhong Youzheng.
"In the ward." Zhong Qingmu's son was eager. As soon as he saw candle nine, he almost pinned his hopes on him.
Then he opened the door and bent over candle nine.
Candle nine gave a faint 'um' and then went in.
In the ward, Zhong Baihai was tightly tied to the hospital bed. The exposed skin of his whole body had swollen, and the cyan blood vessels were convex and mottled all over the skin, which looked extremely terrible.
Zhu Jiuyi frowned at Zhong Baihai's appearance, then narrowed his eyes and sneered.
"You don't want to die. You dare to provoke the evil star of the dark night hell."
His voice was so soft and hoarse that it sounded extremely uncomfortable.
"Zhu Jiu, you know this disease?" Zhong Qingmu couldn't help asking as soon as he heard Zhu Jiu's words.
No matter what dark night hell, those who can tell the truth are better than the doctors in this hospital.
"Candle nine miracle doctor, please help me save my useless grandson." Zhong Youzheng also pleaded.
Candle nine looked at Zhong Youzheng and Zhong Qingmu, and then sneered.
"This is Mandala poison, the unique poison of the dark night hell. I can detoxify it, but it can only remove the superficial symptoms, not cure it. If you want to cure it, you'd better go to the person who poisoned it."
In this world, dark night Yama is the only one he is convinced of.
Obviously young, but a belly of bad water.
As long as he refined the poison, others can hardly solve it.
"Miracle doctor, if you can cure my son, I can give you whatever money you want." Zhong Qingmu said eagerly.
It's rare to see a man who says his son can cure. How can he let go.
"Hmm?" Zhu Jiu stared at Zhong Qingmu very displeased. His cold eyes made Zhong Qingmu feel like he was entangled by a poisonous snake, and a layer of chicken skin suddenly appeared all over his body.
"Of course I can cure it. If you are sure that it is enough to remove the surface disease, then I can detoxify it now." candle nine smiled coldly.
"The miracle doctor means that only those who poison my grandson can cure it?" the hope just rising in Zhong Youzheng's eyes was suddenly extinguished.
"Yes," said candle nine.
All the poisons from hell in the dark night are poisoned with needles. How to poison depends on how to solve them.
He always wanted to know how dark night Yama poisoned people. If he could know this method, he could become a generation of poison master.
"What would happen to my grandson if he only solved the disease?" Zhong Youzheng asked.
"The sequelae is probably once every ten days and a half months." the candle nine Yin measured the tunnel.
"Moreover, you need to take medicine for life, and you can't have children."
To detoxify the surface is actually just to suppress the toxicity.
When Zhong Youzheng and Zhong Qingmu heard the speech, their faces completely solidified. Even the miracle doctor was helpless. Is Zhong Baihai really hopeless?
"Yan Lei, please check to see if Chu Si ran poisoned Bai Hai." when he said this, Zhong Youzheng's voice trembled slightly.
If it's really Chu siran's poison, Chu siran is really hiding too deep.
"OK." Yan Lei answered, then turned and walked out.
Candle nine looked at Zhong Baihai thoughtfully, with an inexplicable smile on her mouth.
"Father... If Chu Si ran..." Zhong Qingmu looked worried.
"Let me see." Zhong Youzheng glanced at the candle, bit his teeth and took a deep breath.
If Zhong Baihai is tortured to death, it would be better for him to finish it with one shot.
It's not that he doesn't love Zhong Baihai, but he can't bear to see his beloved grandson tortured like this.
Originally thought candle nine would be their hope, but now they don't even have hope.
It seems that Chu siran expected the result long ago, so he saved Zhong Baihai's life. If he guessed right, Chu siran must have a second move.
"What a good chess player!" said Zhong Youzheng, gnashing his teeth.
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