Sometimes I really want to know where Li Kexin went, she seems to owe me an explanation, I think there will always be a day when we should meet again.

After entering the hospital, Xiang Xiang took me to a second-floor ward, there were four people in this ward, and the one at the entrance was lying on the bed.

Then, I reached out and touched his pulse, as soon as this hand touched his arm, it immediately scared me, and then took it back, because Tian Ning's arm was a little scary, it felt like there was no bone, and then, I touched the body of the rest of the people, all of them were very soft under the skin and flesh like Tian Ning, but the bones could not be felt.

Not only do you not feel any bones on your arms, but you can also feel the rest of your body.

This situation is very rare, and since I have been practicing, I have never encountered such a strange thing, and it must be some powerful evil method.

After reading the situation of these people, I turned my head to look forward, and said, "What does the doctor say about their situation?" ”

The doctor said that it was a rare and incurable disease, that they had worms in their body, which could be seen under the microscope, but until now they had not found a way to kill these worms. Forward replied honestly.

I was silent, thinking in my heart that it seemed that I had met a master, and to be able to unconsciously use this kind of hands and feet on people was simply killing people invisibly.

After a long silence, I asked Qianqian again: "Where is the beaten boy, take me over to see ......?"

"They live here too, I'll take you ......there," he said, turning forward, and led me out of the room, into the corridor, and after walking for three or five minutes, he pushed open a ward, but when he opened the door, the bed was empty, and there was no one left.

Xiang Xiang was suddenly a little overwhelmed, so he grabbed a little nurse and asked, "What about the patients here?" Where did it go? ”

The nurse replied, "The patient was picked up by his family this morning, he is an old man, they can't afford to pay for the medical bills, and the young man is very badly injured, it is a severe brain injury, and the chances of survival are very slim." ”

After hearing what the little nurse said, Xiangqian's face changed, and he touched his hat and pulled his scalp a few times.

Seeing that he was in a hurry like this, I shook my head helplessly and said, "Let's go, take me to their village to have a look, and find the old man directly, this matter must be inseparable from him, if we go one step earlier, maybe those people can still be saved." ”

Hearing me say this, Xiang Xiang immediately led me out of the hospital, and Xiang Xiang seemed to anticipate something, and when he left the hospital, he called the bureau to send some more people over.

And I also called Li Zhanfeng from the Tiannan City Special Case Investigation Team, told him the specific address, and asked him to come over to help in a while.

Then, he started the car and drove directly out of Tiannan City.

The injured young man lived in a village not far from Gaogang Village, called Niuwangzhuang, almost seven or eight miles away from Gaogang Village, that village I was quite familiar with, I used to go there to play when I was a child, and it was more remote than the location of Gaogang Village.

After driving for more than two hours, by the time we arrived at Gaowang Village, it was already dark.

He parked the car at the entrance of a very dilapidated courtyard, and when he got out of the car, he beckoned me to go in with him.

He said that this was the old man's home.

At this time, I had a heart and felt that there might be danger, so I let Xiang Xiang wait for me at the door alone, and I would go in alone.

Seeing what I said solemnly, I couldn't help but be a little worried, and said, "Xiao Jiu, are you okay, or I'll go in with you to be safer, I have a gun on me." ”

"I went in to talk to him, not to fight, not to fight, so you better wait."

With that, I took the second senior brother into this dilapidated courtyard.

I have lived in the countryside since I was a child, I have seen many yards of poor people's homes, but I have never seen such a broken place, now the yards in the countryside are basically covered with cement floors, but this home is still a dirt road, and a lot of poplars are planted in the yard, and the wind blows loudly.

The surrounding courtyard walls have collapsed a lot, and even the house is an old house from decades ago, which looks very dim.

As soon as I walked into this dilapidated campus, I felt cold and swishing, and there was an ominous atmosphere.

Even the second senior brother who was following me seemed to sense something, and a whining sound came out of his throat.

Soon, I walked to the door of the hall with the second senior brother, I reached out and knocked lightly on the door, and said, "Hello...... Is there anyone in the house? ”

I waited for a while, but no one answered, and when I was about to knock again, the door squeaked and opened on its own.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I heard a hoarse voice say, "The one who comes is the guest...... Come in and talk. ”

After saying that, the old man let out a heavy coughing sound, as if he was about to cough out the lobes of his lungs.

I glanced around the hall and peered through a small, not-so-bright light bulb hanging from the beams.

But I saw a large bed board across the main house, and a young man lying on the board of the boat, I could not feel the breath of life from him, and this poor young man must have been beaten by those rich boys.

The old man coughed and scrubbed the young corpse lying on the wooden board with a wet towel, and never looked at me, but said lightly, "What are you doing, what are you doing at my house?" ”

I took a few steps forward, stood beside the dead young man, and looked at it carefully, but I saw that the young man looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, with a circle of gauze wrapped around his head, bloodstained, his face was blue, and there were many wounds in the rest of the place, and it seemed that he had been beaten lightly.

I coughed dryly, pulled a maza from the side, put it under my buttocks, sat opposite the old man, and said calmly: "Old man, we don't do dark things, I know that you are a cultivator, if you have something to say, let's open up and say, are the four people lying in the hospital your hands and feet?" ”

As soon as I asked, the towel in the old man's hand fell into the basin, and he raised his head and looked at me with a gaze as sharp as a torch.

His eyes made me feel a little frightened.