"Ahem...... , you let go of me first......" The doctor was strangled by Zhang Yang's collar, and he couldn't breathe, and suddenly coughed dryly.

When Zhang Yang heard this, his hand loosened, but his face was extremely cold, and he said coldly: "What is so terrible about this heart-devouring dispersion?"

The doctor cautiously glanced at Zhang Yang, and then said, "This heart-devouring poison is extremely weird. How it was poisoned, no one knows yet. But when this poison attacked, the terrible pain was terrifying!"

Zhang Yang said coldly: "Please tell me in detail!"

"Alas!" the doctor sighed and said, "Speaking of this poison, it is really a sin! When the poison occurs, the heart of the poisoned person is like being pinched by a hand, and it shrinks little by little, and at the same time, the various organs of the human body are overloaded, and finally they can not bear the pressure and age rapidly. This process is miserable, and in two or three days, a middle-aged person can become a dying old man in the blink of an eye!"

Zhang Yang listened to the doctor say yes, and the shock in his heart was beyond words.

He was astonished and said, "How can there be such a vicious poison in the world? So, is there no antidote?"

The doctor shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it, if there is, I'm afraid it's in the hands of the poisoner, the poison king Wei Zhiqi." ”

"Wei Zhiqi!" Zhang Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and the murderous intent was revealed.

While the two were talking, Yingying, who was sleepy, suddenly groaned.

Zhang Yang was startled and looked at it suddenly. I saw that Yingying's originally dark face became pale at this moment.

"What's wrong with her?" Zhang Yang asked the doctor at a loss.

The doctor's face darkened, and he sighed: "The poison on this child's body has attacked!"

"Ah...... Yes...... It hurts, it hurts! Mother...... , Yingying...... Good...... It hurts!" Yingying struggled to shake her body in her sleep, and let out a painful moan from her mouth.

"Doctor, you should think of a way!" Zhang Yang said urgently to the doctor.

The doctor shook his head and said, "It's not that the old man doesn't want to help, it's really that he can't help!"

Suddenly, Zhang Yang's face changed, and the porcelain piece in his hand suddenly shook in the air.

Then he slammed his hand and slammed a bloody wound in his palm.

Suddenly, bright red blood, ticking and ticking, ran down his palm and dripped onto the table.

The doctor swallowed a mouthful of spit and said in a trembling voice, "What are you...... What do you mean?"

Zhang Yang didn't even look at the wound on his hand, stared at the doctor with his eyes, and said indifferently: "This little girl, although she has only one relationship with me, her life is very important to me. Do you understand what I mean, sir?"

The doctor nodded stunned, his face solemn and respectful.

"You mean you only have one side to her?" the doctor was a little incredulous.

Zhang Yang nodded, his eyes still staring at the doctor's eyes, and said, "You don't believe it?"

The doctor was stunned for a moment, and then admired: "I believe it!"

"Can that gentleman manage to save her?" Zhang Yang asked again.

The doctor was still shaking his head, and said, "I still can't! I said it, the antidote is only in the hands of the poison king Wei Zhiqi!"

Call......

Zhang Yang took a deep breath and said helplessly: "That gentleman managed to suppress it, such a young child, I'm afraid she won't be able to survive!"

"Alas, there really can't be helped, this poison is too domineering!" said the doctor.

Yingying's forehead and face were covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. Her body, curled up in pain, her teeth chattering up and down, making a clanging sound.

The rattle of Yingying's teeth, one by one, seemed to be pierced by the tip of a needle in Zhang Yang's heart.

Such a young child should suffer such a pain.

Zhang Yang held Yingying in his arms and comforted her softly: "Yingying is not afraid, my mother is here, I am not afraid of ......"

Yingying, who was in a coma, seemed to really hear her mother's comfort, and shouted in a daze: "Mother, mother......"

Zhang Yang stroked her head and whispered, "Yingying...... and it will pass in a while......"

Suddenly, Zhang Yang's face changed, and he looked down at his arm.

I saw Yingying, who was in unbearable pain, opened her mouth and bit her teeth on her arm.

In an instant, bright red blood flowed out of his arm.

Zhang Yang endured it indifferently, as if Yingying's teeth were not bitten on his arm.

After all, after a while, maybe Yingying didn't feel so painful, so she slowly let go. On Zhang Yang's arm, two neat tooth marks and blood grooves were shocking.

Yingying still moaned intermittently, but it became faint.

The doctor standing on the side watched this scene in amazement, and his mouth was open enough to stuff an egg.

"You ......," exclaimed the doctor.

Zhang Yang sneered and said, "Compared to the pain she endured, this is nothing!"

"But......" The doctor was about to speak, but Zhang Yang interrupted with a wave of his hand.

"Please help her see what happened to her poison first!" Zhang Yang ignored his injuries, but asked the doctor to check Yingying's condition first.

The doctor shook his head helplessly, pulled up Yingying's arm, and stretched out his hand to check the pulse!

Zhang Yang was like that, watching intently.

"What's the matter, sir?" asked Zhang Yang anxiously.

This time, the doctor finally showed a hint of a smile, and he said slowly: "This toxicity is over for the time being." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

These were probably the first words he had heard from the time he entered the door to the present, which made him feel relieved.

"But ......," said the doctor, again.

Zhang Yang just stretched his mood, and couldn't help but get nervous.

"But what?" Zhang Yang asked with a frown.

The doctor frowned and said, "But if this poison attacks again, I'm afraid the situation will be even more terrifying, you have to prepare early!"

Zhang Yang was silent for a long time, and finally nodded slowly, and said calmly: "I know!"

"Is there anything to eat?" Zhang Yang asked.

The doctor was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't react for a while.

Zhang Yang had to speak again, and asked again, "Do you have anything to eat?"

At this time, the doctor finally understood, and hurriedly nodded: "There are only some leftovers and some steamed buns in the kitchen, you see......"

Zhang Yang said: "It's okay, as long as you can fill your stomach!"

"Okay, you wait, I'll get it for you!" the doctor turned, lit another oil lamp, and drilled into the kitchen.

After a while, I saw the doctor come over with two plates of leftovers and three steamed buns and put them on the table.

"Let's eat it, that's all there is to it!" said the doctor, embarrassed.

Zhang Yang didn't care, he picked up the chopsticks and ate.

Under the surprised gaze of the doctor, Zhang Yang swept the wind and clouds, and in the blink of an eye, he ate all the food on the table.

After eating these things, Zhang Yang finally sighed with satisfaction and burped twice.

It was probably the fullest he had eaten in three months.

"Thank you, sir!" Zhang Yang said with a slight smile.

The doctor waved his hand and said, "You're welcome!"

"Sir, can you help me find a place to rest?" Zhang Yang asked.

The doctor groaned slightly, and then said: "If Your Excellency doesn't dislike it, there is a firewood room in the back, and I am helping Your Excellency find some futons, and I can barely survive overnight!"

Zhang Yang nodded and said with a smile: "In this way, I will bother Mr."

After a while, the doctor brought a futon and said embarrassedly: "I'm really sorry, there is only this one bedding!"

Zhang Yang said gratefully: "It's okay, it's enough!"

Late at night, inside the firewood room.

On the old wooden bed, Yingying slept quietly on it, Zhang Yang gently helped her pull up the quilt, looking at her sleeping appearance, her heart was inexplicably complicated.

He looked up at the roof and couldn't help but think: "Mu Qing, Mu Qing, why did you become like this? To be honest, I still don't believe that the gentle and kind woman who was by my side would become a terrifying and vicious queen of the Bujian Court!"

Zhang Yang sighed, and thought again: "What is this Yingying, what is his identity, why is the person of the Sword Court." How many times have you done it, and you must kill her?"

Why did the three-eyed blind monk give himself a sacred bird like Tutuk?

Where did the only survivor of the Xiao family go, and what was her fate?

There were too many questions, like a tide, and suddenly Zhang Yang felt heavy eyelids, and finally slowly closed his eyes, leaned his back against the wall, and fell asleep.

After Zhang Yang fell asleep, Tuk Tuk rubbed and got out from under the shirt on his chest, and Tuk Tuk whispered twice, and then flew to Yingying......

On the second day, it was just dawn.

Zhang Yang had already gotten up, casually took a basin of water and washed his face.

He walked to the hall and asked the doctor about Bu Jianting's rudder in Yangcheng.

"What, you're going to Bujian Court to divide the rudder?" After listening to Zhang Yang's words, the doctor looked at Zhang Yang as if he was looking at a dead man.

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "This kid's poison can't be delayed, I have to go to Bujian Court for a trip!"

"Do you know that you will die without a life?" the doctor asked, frowning.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "This, I naturally know!"

"Know you're still going?" said the doctor, even more surprised.

Zhang Yang said freely: "The eldest husband is alive in the world, and he will repay his kindness." This little girl is kind to me, no matter what the outcome, I must go so that I can be worthy of my own heart!"

After hearing this, the doctor couldn't help but give a thumbs up and exclaimed: "On the rivers and lakes, there are not many men like you who value love and righteousness! Little brother, I admire you! Since you insist on going, I can't stop you, I wish you to come back alive!"

Zhang Yang smiled slightly, he also knew the danger of going, to be honest, he didn't even have the slightest certainty. But his heart told him that he had to go!

The doctor explained in detail to Zhang Yang the location of the rudder of Bujian Tingyangcheng, and also carefully analyzed the various masters in the rudder for him, so that he could be on guard early.

After that, Zhang Yang stuffed all the silver tickets on his body to the doctor.

The doctor refused, which was greatly unexpected by Zhang Yang.

But in the end, he accepted it. Because Zhang Yang has a request. Three days later, if she didn't come back, Yingying would definitely not be able to live. When the time comes, please ask him to help bury Yingying's body!

The doctor finally took it, and Zhang Yang walked to the net that Bujian Court had already arranged, to ask for an antidote!