Nangong Yin picked up a piece of paper inside, opened it, and the breath of blood greeted her.

I saw a blood-stained skeleton on it, with a gun pointed at the skeleton on either side.

There is also a piece of letterhead, some of the words on it have been stained with blood and blurred, but it probably means that tomorrow's human poison doctor should not be saved! Saving your life matters.

"What about the messenger?" Nangong Yin looked at the skeleton on the paper and asked the dean.

"Gone, I didn't see who it was." The dean wiped the sweat from his face and whispered.

"Zeeland, check." Nangong Yin looked at the skeleton, and an unknown meaning flashed in his eyes.

"Yes," Zeeland looked serious.

"I don't want a fourth person to know about this." Nangong Yin looked at the dean.

"Yes, understood." The dean looked at Nangong Yin, this is a threatening letter! The dean didn't expect to see something like this one day.

"Hmm." Nangong Yin waved his hand, and the dean left.

"Miss Poison, this matter needs..."Zelan looked at Nangong Yin.

"No, you don't." Nangong Yin's voice was a little raised, and he stared at Zelan, "I don't want others to know about this." ”

"But..."Zelan wanted to say something, but Nangong Yin waved his hand, Zelan didn't continue.

"Wait until tomorrow to see the patient." Nangong Yin couldn't see the expression on his face now, "It's business as usual." ”

"Yes." Zelan glanced at Nangong Yin worriedly.

Nangong Yin looked at the piece of paper with the skeleton drawn, his hands clenched unconsciously, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Zelan went out quietly, leaving Nangong Yin alone here quietly.

After a long time, Nangong Yin put down the paper, closed his eyes, bent his fingers and knocked on the table, and after a while, Nangong Yin turned on the computer and sent a string of codes.

The next day, Nangong Yin left the imperial capital under the joy of everyone, and Nangong Yin sat in a certain corner, watching Brother Chenyi and his stand-in hug and leave.

"Let's go, go meet the patient who can get an international terrorist organization to send me a threatening letter." Nangong Yin and Zelan spoke, but now Nangong Yin's face was covered with a veil, dressed in a light-colored gauze robe, with a white light gauze on his shoulders, and the breeze blew, giving people a feeling of fluttering immortals.

"Yes" Zeeland is also dressed in a skirt.

"You're all here!" Nan Lichen looked at the people around him.

"I finally saw the poison doctor, can you not come and take a look?" The master of ceremonies said with a hippie smile that as soon as his voice came out, it dispersed the solemn atmosphere a lot.

"My brother and sister are gone." Nan Lichen looked at Zhan Chenyi.

"No, it's just a mission." Zhan Chenyi didn't say anything in detail.

Nan Lichen nodded, and didn't ask anything more, the master of ceremonies now knows Nangong Yin's identity, and he is also full of worship when he mentions Nangong Yin.

When Nan Lichen and the others came to the top floor of the No. 25 Hospital, they saw a woman in a skirt waiting.

"Please," Zeeland pushed open the door and invited Nan Lichen and them in.

Nan Lichen and the others came in and looked around.

I saw that the inside was made of sandalwood beams, crystal jade was used as lamps, pearls were curtains, and the hollow windows were carved with complex and elegant patterns, revealing a delicate and graceful temperament everywhere.

There was a delicate table in front of them, and there was a gauze curtain next to the table, and a breeze blew by, and the gauze curtain in the room gently dragged up, dancing perfectly under the touch of the wind, and the wind fluttered, like a sea of falling clouds, mountains, and phantom seas.