"He has been unconscious since last night, and he has a lot of blisters on his body!" Zhu Yingtai hurriedly said, his face was a little ugly, after all, he was an acquaintance, and now he was lying on ** as if he was dead, and he was deeply worried.

"You haven't woken up since last night? What's going on, you slow down...... No, I'll see for myself. Liu Ping quickly put on his clothes, stepped on the high teeth, and ran to Wang Hong's room with a clatter.

Room B No. 3.

Many students were looking outside the door, only to see that a doctor inside was giving Wang Hong a pulse, and the two masters were standing next to them and waiting anxiously.

Wang Hong, who was unconscious, had an ugly complexion, and his skin was densely covered with small bags like vesicles and rashes, like a toad's pimpled back, which was extremely disgusting.

After a while, the doctor shook his head and sighed, "I don't know what this disease is...... It's so strange that the pulse is so disturbed, it's like a dying person......"

As soon as these words came out, Master Li and Master Zhou next to them suddenly became anxious.

Li Fuzi said: "Can that be cured?"

The doctor stood up and apologized: "I'm afraid I can't, I can't do anything about it......

Master Zhou hurriedly said: "What are you? There must be a way, right? Can't you just say that you can't do anything?"

The doctor sighed, and was about to say something when the door was pushed open, and the person who came in was Liu Ping.

Zhou Fuzi frowned and shouted, "Didn't I say it?

Liu Pingdao: "I have seen the two masters, I am a good friend of this Wang Hong, and I also know some medical skills, please let me wait and see, I will not add to the chaos." ”

Hearing this, Li Fuzi said, "Then you can stay here." ”

Master Zhou, who was next to him, continued to ask the doctor: "Hurry up and give me an idea? You can't be cured, can't you recommend a person who understands medicine?"

The doctor looked embarrassed, and smiled bitterly in his heart, this kind of terminal illness, even if the gods come, I'm afraid it will be difficult to return to the sky......, right?

Master Zhou was extremely angry, looking at the useless appearance of the doctor's wry smile, he was really angry, and couldn't help but shout: "How could it be too late? He only came back last night, and he will die in just one day? What kind of incurable disease can be like this? You say this is not, that is not, do you want to watch him die like this? Do you know who he is? The second son of the wealthy businessman Wang Bin, with his family wealth, can't he still ask a famous doctor to solve it?"

The implication is that the doctor has been treated as a quack.

Li Fuzi shook his head and said, "Zhengming, don't embarrass Dr. Lu." For now, I'd better inform his family quickly......"

Liu Ping stared at Wang Hong's complexion, remembering yesterday, he felt that his face was very ugly, he didn't care about it at the time, he thought he was in shock, just take a rest, and he couldn't wake up if he wanted to rest.

When did the reason for his coma occur? Liu Ping frowned and thought carefully, and a picture suddenly flashed in his mind.

The female corpse's palm was on Wang Hong's shoulder, directly crushing him to the ground.

"Wasn't that then?" Liu Ping couldn't help but exclaim, making the sighing doctor and the anxious two masters look sideways.

"That's right. Li Fuzi's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "You were with Wang Hong yesterday, don't you have any clues?"

Zhou Fuzi said: "He was with Wang Hong yesterday? Why didn't you say it earlier? Tell me quickly, what did you remember? What happened to make you look like this?"

The doctor was also shocked and said, "Yes, if you find the source and prescribe the right medicine, maybe it can be solved." ”

Liu Ping didn't speak, but directly tore Wang Hong's shirt.

With a bang, Wang Hong's shoulders were suddenly exposed.

Hiss...... The three people next to him gasped, only to feel a smell coming to their faces, and subconsciously covered their noses, they felt a little foul just now, and they didn't care, but they didn't want it to be emitted by the wound on his shoulder.

I saw that Wang Hong's shoulders were as black as ink, with an incomparably clear palm print, soft and collapsed, as if rotten, and there were dense gray blisters around it.

And so it was. Liu Ping's face was solemn and he muttered in a low voice.

"What is this? How can there be a palm print on it...... Could it be ......" Li Fuzi's anxious face just now instantly became gloomy and ugly.

At this time, Zhu Yingtai also squeezed in, patronizing the shocked two teachers, and the doctor, and couldn't take care of her.

The students outside the door immediately talked about it, very curious, and many bold people even squeezed in and looked at Wang Hong's injury.

"What's going on at this time?" Looking at the strange palm introduction, Zhu Yingtai only felt a cool breath rushing up her back, shivered, and said in disbelief: "You guys...... Got a ghost?"

"I see, it's not a disease, it's haunted by ghosts, no wonder the pulse is so weird......" The doctor finally reacted, touching his chin and muttering in shock.

"It's caused by ghosts? No wonder Wang Hong was still a good haode yesterday, and now it's like this!"

"It's unbelievable, there really is such dirty stuff!"

"Where the hell did he and Liu Ping go? and provoked these things?

There was a lot of discussion all around, so that Master Zhou couldn't help but shout: "Shut up and go out for me! You are very idle, aren't you?!"

This usually very dignified Master Zhou was angry, and he was immediately silenced.

Liu Ping touched Wang Hong's arm and poured spiritual power, wanting to solve the injury.

But the effect was very small, and the spiritual power he instilled into it only disappeared in an instant, like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing half a point of fluctuation. After a while, all the spiritual power condensed yesterday disappeared, but Wang Hong did not get any better.

Sighing slightly, feeling the eyes of the master and the doctor, as well as those students, Liu Ping thought about it and briefly described the events of the night before.

This story is half-true and unprocessed, but it still makes the listener gasp, not wanting to have such a miracle!

When the matter was spoken, the students were talking again.

The two masters and the doctor are also at a loss, how to solve this?

Just then, a black-faced student walked in and said, "I have a solution." ”

Liu Ping looked up in surprise and found that this person was actually Na Lu Liang.

Lu Liang felt Liu Ping's surprised gaze, and snorted: "Look at what I am doing? At this critical moment, I have a way, how can I not tell you? I am not a villain." ”

Master Zhou hurriedly said: "Do you have any way to say it quickly." ”

The surroundings fell silent again, and they all looked at Na Lu Liang.

Lu Liang said: "There is a view on Shifang Street, not dedicated to the Taoist gods, but to fortune-telling and divination and so on for a living, the Taoist Taoist is profound, and he is famous for being accurate and responsive, but he can close the door on weekdays, and he can't enter without a letter ......of recommendation."

Hearing this, the doctor's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "I know this, it's not that ......."