Looking at Jiang Guan's corpse, Yang Peng's body weakened and fell to the ground unconscious, and the woman hurriedly stepped forward to help.

But as soon as he touched his chest, his hand felt wet, and he withdrew his hand, only to see that his hand was full of blood, and his face was stunned, and he immediately became panicked.

hurriedly carried him on his back, but as soon as he stood up and walked a few steps, he found that his feet were dragging on the ground, and a bloody mark was drawn behind him.

hurriedly put her down, without hesitation, directly tore the corner of the dress with a "bang", put Yang Peng's body on his back, crossed his feet in front of her abdomen, wrapped the corners of his calf joints, grabbed his ankles, and slowly stood up.

Leave Jiang's Mansion quickly、、、

But the strange thing is that after they left for a short time, there was no voice in sight, and the silence around them was unusual, like a "dead house", but the opulence and cleanliness of the surroundings overturned this conclusion.

Finally, one person took a brisk step, like a lotus in the sky, and jumped towards Jiang Guan's corpse.

She walked over to the corpse and tried his snort with her hand, but she pulled a sharp dagger out of her bosom and stabbed him in the heart.

He chuckled, then left and walked deeper into the courtyard.

And she is - Jiang Yueqin!!

Beili City, Huichun Hall, this is the best pharmacy in Beili City, and it is also recognized as the best among the four major cities.

Kong Yu sat in the main hall of the Rejuvenation Hall, stood up from time to time, walked around, and looked at the second floor, the worry on her face was overflowing, and now she looked very embarrassed, the back of the green shirt was full of dried blood, and the corner of the dress was torn, revealing her white calves.

The surroundings were empty, except for the staircase leading to the second floor, where two medicine boys stood dutifully, at the behest of their mentor.

Suddenly the woman walked towards them, her face was full of pleading, the medicine boy still shook his head resolutely, they couldn't remember how many times it was, but they were not ruthless wood, thinking of the tutor's words, they could only look at the woman helplessly.

On the second floor, in a quiet room, there was a man with an upper body ** lying on the bed, a wound on his chest was extremely dazzling, and next to him, an old man with white hair and white beard, hesitated for a long time with a silver needle in his hand, but he didn't know where to start.

They all said that the shopkeeper was born of flesh and bones, and came back to life, but he, Yao Qing, knew deeply that he was just a mortal, and he was also a dying old man, how could he be as powerful as they said, and he was just "eat a few more years and read a few more books".

Finally, after hesitating for a long time, a flash of inspiration occurred in my mind, and the silver needle in my hand drove the silk thread to move rapidly.

After a while, he stopped, looked at the wound that had been sewn up, took a deep breath, and said softly, "It's up to you whether you can survive or not." He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and turned to leave.

Behind him, silver needles of different lengths and thicknesses were placed on a table next to the bed, and a basin of blood was particularly dazzling.

Pushing open the door and turning the corner, the woman hurriedly looked up at the shopkeeper, he nodded and shook his head, sighed and said: "Little girl, I did it, everything I could, but in the end it was up to him, after all, 、、、"

Without further along, he went downstairs and told the medicine boy to leave, and walked up to the woman, patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Go and wash and change your clothes! "Immediately, leave.

He had no choice but to tell his family the truth, which might make them worried, scared, and haggard, but he couldn't do anything because he was a doctor!

Kong Yu stood in place, and did not come back to his senses, and the scene in his mind was like a mirror moon in the water, shattering at the touch of a touch、、、