After Lao Sun rushed out of the Dongshan Villa, the door behind him suddenly closed.

Lao Sun sat on the ground, panting for breath.

When he looked up, he saw that the dark clouds in the sky were still there, and the sky was so gloomy that it seemed to be about to be suppressed, Lao Sun coughed a few times, and a lot of water flowed out of his nose and mouth.

Just then, the horn of a car came from behind him.

Lao Sun turned around, and he saw a black car. It's the one Wang Jian took when he came over before.

Getting up, Lao Sun walked to the car.

The paint of the car, shining through.

Lao Sun can see his figure from the lacquer.

The man driving the car, poking his head out of the car, waved his hand at Lao Sun, and then said, "Get in the car!" I'll get you out of here! ”

Lao Sun sighed.

He didn't know why, so he got into the man's car.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Lao Sun found that the interior of the car was very luxurious, with leather seats and solid wood plank structure, and there was a sense of luxury everywhere.

Lao Sun has also sat in a lot of luxury cars.

Such a luxurious interior structure, he really saw it for the first time.

The man who drove the car looked a little older.

Looking at the man's clothes, although they are not shabby, they are not high-grade at all.

At this moment, the man driving the car lowered his eyebrows, looked at the road ahead, and did not say a word. Lao Sun suddenly felt very strange, he remembered that he had come up the mountain along a small road, and there was no such road for vehicles to drive.

How is it that now, this car can actually drive all the way down the mountain?

Lao Sun was about to ask something, but saw the driver glance in the rearview mirror:

"Are you hurt?"

Hearing this, Lao Sun felt another sharp pain in his shoulder.

After he mumbled twice, he looked down at the wound on his right shoulder, which didn't matter, and Lao Sun was really startled.

The clothes on the shoulders were torn a large piece.

The skin inside was completely festering, and the blackened wound was dripping with red liquid little by little.

A heart-scratching pain continued to soak from the wound to the surrounding area.

Lao Sun hummed a few times, and the pain made his forehead start to sweat.

Seeing Lao Sun lying on the seat, the expression on his face was very uncomfortable, he pulled out a tissue from the frame, and only then did he touch the wound lightly, and a concentrated pain hit him.

The man driving the car said again, "What the hell is wrong with you?" ”

"I ...... I was scratched......"

When Lao Sun spoke, he was already gasping for breath.

His whole body, from his shoulders, was producing a tingling sensation little by little.

It was as if there were countless insects that were spreading from his shoulders to all directions. Lao Sun began to scratch the skin around the wound with his hands.

His skin became very light, and after a few scratches, his body was split again.

Black bruises flowed from the scratched spots......

Seeing this scene in the rearview mirror, the male driver's expression was very solemn.

I only heard him say to Lao Sun: "You, what did you scratch yourself?" ”

"I was ...... by a man"

"People?"

"That's right."

"Impossible!"

The male driver said very firmly, he held the defensive plate hard, glanced at the old grandson and said: "You are bat-poisoned, how could someone hurt you!" ”

Lao Sun leaned back in his seat.

The pain of scratching his heart was more intense than the pain of his cancer.

He gasped: "I'm all going to die, why should I lie to you, besides, I don't know you, I lied to you, it doesn't mean much to me at all." ”

As he spoke, Lao Sun coughed again.

This time, instead of saliva and water, black bruises erupted from his mouth.

The leather seats of the car were so soiled by Lao Sun.

He was a little sorry.

The male driver didn't care.

While driving, he continued: "Your kind of wound, no medicine can cure it, once you are scratched by that thing, at most half a month, you will definitely die." ”

At this point, he paused.

Lao Sun's also lowered his head, looking at the festering skin on his body, he thought of the action of Steward Hu chasing after him before, and the stinging feeling when he grabbed him.

How could a person's fingers scratch such a scar?

Lao Sun looked at the male driver, and he suddenly became a little excited: "You mean, I won't live for half a month?" ”

"Not necessarily!" The male driver raised his eyebrows, and then he could lower his voice: "Seeing that you are so seriously injured, it is a question whether you can get out of my car alive." ”

As soon as Lao Sun heard this, his whole person was about to collapse.

The physical pain made it breathless, but the words of the driver made him feel the fear of checkmate in advance.

I was already terminally ill.

Death is actually not terrible for Lao Sun.

It was an uncontrollable event that was coming, but at least for now, Lao Sun believed that he was still some distance from himself.

But right now, the man actually said that he would die soon.

Enduring the discomfort of scratching his heart and lungs, and looking down at the scratches all over his body, Lao Sun seemed to have heard the footsteps of death.

Just when he was in despair, the driver of the car suddenly said:

"What are you holding in your hands?"

Lao Sun was stunned.

He looked down at the thing he was holding in his hand, which was the dendrobium he had made from the Dongshan Villa.

Although it had been uprooted, the flower still held its head high.

Droplets of water on the petals, drop by drop.

It's shining brightly.

Lao Sun's mouth moved, and he was about to say something, but the driver in front of him suddenly said: "Hurry up and eat that flower, you won't die, at least, you can't die now." ”

Although he heard this, Lao Sun didn't seem to have reflected from his fear.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the male driver said again: "What are you waiting for?" Why don't you eat it quickly, are you waiting for death? ”

Lao Sun made a few snorts.

He looked at the flowers, and the flowers were looking at him.

This kind of peer-to-peer gaze that transcends species is amazing.

Looking at the water droplets on the petals, Lao Sun didn't know if the flower could speak, whether it was praying now, or crying to avoid something.

On his side, the physical pain seems to have reached its limit.

Lao Sun couldn't stand it any longer, his hands trembled, and with a lot of effort, Lao Sun finally broke the flowers off the plant.

He then shoved it into his mouth and chewed it.

Lao Sun's body became very hot and hot.

He closed his eyes and leaned his whole body back in his seat.

He felt that his body was like a battlefield, and the two forces were constantly snatching something. Suddenly, a sharp pain went straight from Lao Sun's spine to Tianling Gai!