Su Zhuo frowned and asked, "Why are you so sure?"

Luo Qian smiled: "Look at this ring, it is the token of the patriarch of the Tang Sect who led the rebellion of the Thirty-six Cave Mansions back then. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info They broke through the imperial treasury that year and took gold to forge these thirty-seven rings. Thirty-six rings were distributed among the thirty-six leaders, and one ring was owned by the patriarch of the Tang Sect to command the demons!"

Su Zhuo picked up the ring and glanced at it, and snorted. A catcher stepped forward and said to Luo Qian: "Luo catches the head, the poisoned people have been poisoned one after another, but I am afraid of ......."

Luo Qian was taken aback and said, "It's so poisonous!" Quickly, leave two people to watch the prisoner, and the others will send the poisoned person to the hospital for treatment!"

Su Zhuo's face was heavy, and he was afraid that these people would die of poison before they were sent to the hospital. He looked up at Wei Xiu, Qu Mei had indeed arrived, and Wei Xiu had already woken up. She looked at Qu Mei, asked with a dewed eye, and said softly, "Did you find it?"

Qu Mei looked gloomy and shook her head. Wei Xiu sighed slightly, and listened to Tang Mo say, "Wei Xiu, let's go!" and turned around and walked towards the carriage parked in the distance.

Wei Xiu hesitated for a moment, then followed. Su Zhuo looked at her back and couldn't help shouting, "Wait!" However, this shout did not make a sound, just "hissed". Su Chu's heart sank, and he opened his mouth again, but he couldn't make a sound. The harder he tried, the more dry his throat became, like swallowing a piece of charcoal.

This feeling didn't last long, because another sensation had already come flooding back. As soon as Su Zhuo's footsteps moved, there was a sudden sharp stinging pain in the dantian. It felt like nothing he had ever felt before, and it hurt so much that he clutched his stomach and fell to the ground.

Luo Qian suddenly noticed that Su Zhuo had fallen to the ground, was taken aback, and hurriedly hugged Su Zhuo. He asked anxiously: "Mr. Su, what's wrong with you?" He couldn't have imagined that Su Zhuo, who had just shot like the wind and had miraculous skills, was actually poisonous.

Su Zhuo wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound. He looked at Wei Xiu's distant back and stretched out his finger. Luo Qian didn't know what he meant, and he was in a hurry. Su Zhuo opened his mouth to speak, but now he couldn't just make a sound. He suddenly felt that his tongue was gone, and the organs that he usually didn't notice the most suddenly couldn't feel it.

Su Zhuo could feel his heart beating violently, and he could also feel the fear in his heart. Luo Qian looked at Su Zhuo's painful expression and shouted anxiously. However, Su looked at him steadily, and could only see his mouth open and closed, and he couldn't hear any sound. It's ridiculous and terrifying.

Luo Qian could see the undisguised look of fear in Su Zhuo's eyes. He saw this kind of look in the eyes of death row inmates and convicts more than once. He knew that the look was a fear of death. No one is not afraid of death. Those who say that they are not afraid of death are often not dead. is really facing death, no matter how strong a man is, he will unconsciously break out in a cold sweat and shiver.

If you are Su Zhuo's friend, you may think that you are wrong. Su Zhuo had never been so scared as he was now, and he had never even been afraid of anything. It was precisely because Luo Qian was not familiar with Su Zhuo that he could see Su Zhuo's fear at a glance. Although Luo Qian didn't know what Su Zhuo was going through, he knew that something must have happened to Su Zhuo. He shouted for his subordinates to bring a horse, hugged Su Zhuo on the horse's back, and galloped towards the medical hall.

Su Zhuo lay on the back of the horse, watching the scenery on the side of the road retreat quickly, and gradually only a blur of light and shadow remained. After another moment, the light and shadow were no longer visible, and suddenly it was pitch black in front of him. His eyes were open, but he couldn't see anything. After another moment, the bump on the horse's back suddenly disappeared. Su Zhuo seemed to be floating in mid-air, there was nothing around, and his whole body felt nothing at all. Or he can't feel the presence of the body anymore. It didn't take long for his nostrils to take in a single bit of air. The heaviness of the suffocation made his chest ache. But the pain didn't last long, and finally everything went away. Even the last bit of consciousness was gone.

Luo Qian slapped the horse's buttocks desperately, and kept shouting Su Zhuo's name in his mouth. No one will answer him. Su Zhuo had fallen into a deep sleep and fell into a deep dream. Luo Qian finally rushed to the largest medical hall in the city, and without waiting for the guy to greet him, he rushed in with Su Zhuo in his arms.

One and a half hundred lang asked Luo Qian to put the person on the sickbed, stretched out his hand to touch the pulse, but his face changed. He opened Su Zhuo's eyelids again, tested his snort, and got up and said, "Luo Zhutou, what are you sending a corpse for?"

Luo Qian was taken aback: "What? corpse? You mean he died? How is it possible, he is just fine, how could he suddenly die?"

Na Langzhong was a little impatient, and said: "He is not breathing, he has no pulse, his eyes are rolling, his whole body is stiff, and his body is slowly getting cold, what is this not a dead man?"

Luo Qian suddenly sat on the chair, dazed. He didn't expect that he would be so sad because of Su Zhuo's death. Just last night, he was still very disgusted with Su Zhuo. Most of this disgust is because of Duan Lihua. But Su Zhuo is undoubtedly the kind of person who can fascinate everyone and is willing to pay for him. Luo Qian never imagined that he would be sad because of a person he had only met a few times.

He sighed, and his subordinates quickly sent the poisoned people to be treated. However, as Su Zhuo expected, most of the guests had already died of poison. But Cao Fuyin picked up a life. Because others didn't dare to pour wine into Cao Fu Yin, and every time Cao Fu Yin accepted a toast from others, he only took a sip, so the poisoning was not deep.

After listening to the report of his subordinates, Luo Qian nodded and waved them back to rest. After this incident, the city was stormy. Luo Qian sighed, he himself was still by Su Zhuo's side, although he didn't know the meaning of doing this. He just sat like that and didn't do anything. He sat until dark, and the guys at the infirmary didn't dare to chase him away.

Until the next morning, the man got up and opened the door, and saw Luo Qian sitting there, like a statue. Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and everywhere is filled with jubilant scenes of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new. The hospital was no exception, and began to post couplets and hang lanterns. But there was a dead body lying in the store, and there was a person who was no better than the dead body, which was really unlucky.

Yesterday, Na Langzhong came over and carefully persuaded: "Luo Zhutou, your friend is dead." You should mourn by the way, let him be buried as soon as possible!"

Luo Qian woke up, nodded, and reached out to hug Su Zhuo. When his arm touched Su Zhuo's body, Luo Qian was suddenly shocked, and his eyes shot out again, and he said loudly: "Doctor, take a look! He's still alive!" )