Chapter 125: Huashan on the Sword (1)

It turned out that in the rice soup of the "last breakfast" that Wu Sibao ate before leaving the prison cell of the Japanese gendarmerie in Shanghai, Lin Zhongzuo had already ordered people to poison him. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 This poison, which the Japanese call "lark", is a chronic poison that contains septic-type toadstools, which double every minute in the body after swallowing, and attack after 36 hours. During the breeding period, there is no poisoning, but once it occurs, there is no cure.

Because the rice balls and rice soup used for breakfast were cold, Wu Sibao felt uncomfortable after eating them, and he once mentioned it to Yu Aizhen. But where is Yu Aizhen's mind on her husband? She wanted to sneak back to Shanghai from Suzhou as soon as possible, so that she could continue to fool around with that talented Hu Lancheng. Therefore, Yu Aizhen didn't take this seriously. And Wu Sibao also forgot about this matter completely because of the excitement after taking off a little later.

That night, Wu Sibao was still thinking about choosing one of Yu Aizhen and Xiaohong to spend the night with him, he hadn't touched a woman for several months, and he was so hungry and thirsty that he wanted to find them to vent. He even fantasized about having the two girls together—it had been his dream for years—but dreams could only be dreams after all, and he shuddered at the thought of Yu Aizhen's ferocity when she was angry.

After dinner, he secretly ran to Xiaohong's place and ravaged Xiaohong. Little Red's big breasts, jade buttocks, and the pleading moans he let out as he entered her body were the ones he had longed for in the cell of the Japanese gendarmerie. There was no pity, no foreplay, and he entered her body roughly, just as he had done when he first ** her.

After Wu Sibao finished venting, he laughed and went out to take a shower, thinking about having another fight with his wife.

However, I didn't expect that in the middle of the night, Wu Sibao hadn't touched his wife's bed, and he couldn't do it first.

The onset of illness came so quickly that it was unexpected.

The septic toadstool in the elixir broke out on time within thirty-six hours. Wu Sibao vomited and diarrhea, and at first he could struggle to run to the bathroom by himself, but after running a few times, he completely collapsed with the loss of a large amount of electrolytes in his body, and then he could only lie on the bed and vomit and diarrhea, making his bedroom stinky. Later, all the food he had ingested these days, whether digested or not, had been excreted. There shouldn't be anything to excrete, right? He continued to vomit and diarrhea. But all I vomited was bile and gastric juice. Then, Wu went into shock.

Yu Aizhen was anxious to send Wu Sibao to the best Suzhou National Hospital in Suzhou (his subordinates held a gun to the dean's head and asked him to treat it personally), and the dean and his doctors saw that this was completely a cholera symptom. Rescue was initiated in accordance with the standard cholera treatment plan: first, rapid infusion was given to correct hypovolemic shock and acidosis. Due to Wu Sibao's severe diarrhea and severe dehydration, the plasma volume was significantly reduced, and he suffered circulatory failure. Electrolyte loss in turn leads to acute renal failure. Wu Sibao, who was lying on the hospital bed, was restless, his eye sockets were sunken, his cheeks were deeply sunken, his spirit was sluggish, his skin was dry and wrinkled, and even his voice was hoarse. As his body temperature dropped, his limbs were cold, his pulse was weak, his heart rate was low, and his blood pressure dropped.

When the doctors saw that the situation was wrong, they hurriedly inhaled oxygen to Wu Sibao and injected a cardiotonic for treatment.

However, at this point, Wu Sibao's life could not be saved. Because septic bacteria destroy white blood cells in the body, the water in the human body is excreted through vomiting and diarrhea. Treating septicaemia poisoning with the same treatment for cholera vulgaris simply does not work.

At 4:56 a.m. that day, Wu Sibao died of "heart failure" in extreme pain.

Due to a lot of dehydration, his body, known for his large size, shrunk like a monkey after his death!

Wu Sibao defected to Li Shiqun and helped the Japanese run rampant on the beach for a while, but only three years before and after, he was abandoned and poisoned by his master.

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Three days later, on a dirt road at the foot of Caolianling in southern Shaanxi.

This dirt road from Shangluo in southern Shaanxi to Yichuan in northern Shaanxi winds from south to north through Caolianling, Huashan, Shishui, Dali, Chengcheng to Huanglong, and then turns northeast into northern Shaanxi. The area of Caolianling and Huashan is the north side of the middle section of the Qinling Mountains, the mountains are steep and precipitous, and the road is extremely difficult to walk. Stone Heart, their cart was just getting through.

Although Caolianling is not as famous as Huashan, the altitude has reached 2,900 meters, much higher than Huashan's 2,100 meters. Although the mountain peaks are not as majestic and steep as Huashan, they are also tall and majestic, and the mountains are dotted with yellowed pines and cypresses, which are even more desolate. The snow on the top of the mountain, the canyon with a drop of thousands of meters, and the cliffs next to the road alone made everyone in the car stunned and amazed.

The farther north you go, the colder it gets, and even though it's early spring and February, the mountain breeze is still icy and biting. And the weather in this mountain is also strangely tight, sometimes sunny and sometimes cloudy, sometimes rainy and sometimes snowy, which is really miserable.

With the high and low altitude, the state of the yellow gelding pulling the cart is also good and bad. In some sections, Shixin can only come down and pull the "strike" yellow gelding to pass, and some sections even require the whole car to get off together before they can pass.

Everyone's resentment was faintly felt in Shixin's heart - why did you take this road of Raushzi? Out of awe of Shixin, everyone didn't say it explicitly, but the unhappiness in the stomach hung on their faces. Shi Xin didn't explain, he just led everyone all the way, he was waiting for the appearance of that person, waiting for his fate-he knew that person was watching nearby--he had been aware of that person's existence since the day he left Shangluo City and turned this fork in the road--under the guidance of one of the six people in their group, that person had already been embellished--Shi Xin even guessed from his light footwork that the person was also a ninja.

Shi Xin didn't panic, yes, it was a master - arguably the strongest he had ever met since his debut - but Shi Xin didn't think that person was difficult to deal with: "What is there to be afraid of a ninja? In his eyes, the kung fu of a ninja is nothing more than that, even if ten such masters come together, he is enough to settle down.

What Stone Heart didn't know was that this ninja who adorned them was not small. It is none other than the most famous ninja in Japan today, Fujita Higashiko, the fourteenth generation descendant of the Koga school. In 1938, General Haruki -- who was only a big sa at the time -- met Fujita when he was the dean of the Nakano School of Secret Service in Japan. The secret service school invited Fujita to give lessons to the students, teaching ninjutsu, and even a spirit of "forbearance". In times of crisis, it is not about dying, but about surviving. As long as there is a breath of air, even if you are crawling, you have to crawl to send the information back. (To be continued.) )