Chapter 286 Deathly Trust

Send Liu Yulong away, Long Fei's heart suddenly lost a worry. Commander Wu, Wu Jinbao, just come to me! I, Long Fei, have no worries now. When you wake up and ask me for evidence, it's too late.

However, he immediately worried about the handsome Xiaohe Mingzhu chasing the moon in the hospital.

Now the hospital has been tightly surrounded by Commander Wu's people. Commander Wu has a problem with Feng Junyang. If he is recognized, I don't know what will happen.

"Amitabha..." A fruitless voice came from behind him.

"Master Wus, what's the matter?" Long Fei asked.

"Come and have a look. He doesn't seem to be able to do it."

Long Fei was shocked. Who can't do it? Du Kang? Just now, Du Kang was helpless to enter the Zen room. Is it Du Kang who can't do it?

He rushed to the fruitless front and rushed into a huge chair. Du Kang sat there, with his head tilted to one hand hanging outside.

Long Fei's head roared, and Du Kang seemed to be out of breath.

He was fine just now. He could accurately judge the location of the killer hidden in the dark and hear the characteristics of the gunfire. Obviously, the fever has subsided, and the wound is no longer scattered. How can he die?

"Du Kang..." Long Fei gently put Du Kang's hand on his chest, and his eyes turned red. He remembered Du Kang's contributions in the team in the past. Now that a big event has been achieved, and Du Kang has not had time to drink a cup of celebration wine, so he went quietly.

"Brother, go well..."

"Did you curse me to death?" This sound scared Long Fei.

Du Kang rubbed his eyes with his other hand, looked at the tearful Long Fei, and asked puzzledly, "What are you crying about? Am I dead?"

"You scared me to death. Why are you pretending to be dead if you have nothing to do!"

"I'm just taking a nap. I'm powerless and want to have a good sleep." Du Kang muttered, "You are also too surprised."

"No, master, didn't you say he couldn't do it?" Long Fei asked if there was no result in approaching the Zen room.

"Amitabha..." He nods fruitlessly, and then pointed to Zen** and said, "The donor misunderstood, I mean he."

Long flew to ** to have a look. Sure enough, there was still a man lying there.

"Who is he?" Long Fei approached, and the man closed his eyes tightly with a piece of cloth wrapped around his head, but he still couldn't cover the scars on his head. Those scars cracked a huge mouth and flowed out with light red blood. A pungent smell came to my face.

"He, it's a long story." In no way, "I don't have time to tell you about those old things now. Let me tell you the important thing, this person is poisoned..."

"What kind of poison is it?"

"I don't know either. It's the poison in Miaojiang.

"Poison? Isn't that only poisoners can solve it?" Long Fei said in surprise, "Miaojiang? Miao Jiang... So, is this person related to Pearl?

"That's the female benefactor." He sighed fruitless, "This man stole her elixir and was poisoned..."

"Then I'll find the pearl."

"She has come and given medicine..."

"Then give it to him."

Wuguo shook his head and said, "If you use it, you don't know anything about the donor. The antidote left by the female donor can only be relieved and cannot be cured. This person is too poisoned too deep. If there is no antidote, I'm afraid I can't survive today."

"How can Pearl do this?"

"Retribution." He said helplessly, "Saving a person's life is better than building a seven-level Futu. Donor, please find the female donor..."

"I'm going now!" Long Fei turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute..." A weak voice came from behind him. Long Fei turned around and saw that the man woke up.

He opened his sticky eyes. His eyes were ulcerated, and his upper and lower eyelids were full of pus and blood, covering his eyes.

"You woke up, what do you want to say?" Fruitless.

"Master...thank you. Young man, thank you..." Sang Zi said feebly, "No, no antidote."

"I will definitely help you get the antidote. Mingzhu is small and ignorant, and she will listen to my advice. Human life is not a joke. If there is anything between you, you have to wait for you to recover and solve it by yourself. Long Fei said cheerfully.

"No... I'm deeply guilty, and I deserve it..." Sang Zi sighed softly, "I've died a hundred times, and it's not a pity..."

"What are you talking about? How good it is to be alive..." This was said by Du Kang next to him.

"Yes, yes! Listen, the young man next to you is also a patient. He has been trying to live, and he is almost cured now. Long Fei said, "I'm going to find the pearl."

"No..." Sangzi paused and then said, "I... just want to see someone..."

"Who do you want to meet?"

"I...I want to see... chasing the moon." Sang Zi finally said it.

"What did you do when you saw her?" He said insolvely, "What's the use of seeing her?"

"I keep my breath to see her..." Sang Zi said stubbornly, "Young man, if you want to help me, let me... see the moon before I die..."

When Long Fei heard that Sang Zi was going to see Chasing the Moon, he was full of doubts. What does this person have to do with Chasing the Moon? Listening to his persistent thought and just wanting to see the pursuit of the moon, is he also an old friend of Jinmei Villa?

This request made it difficult for him.

If Chasing Yue is alive, he will not say anything and let Chasing Yue come to see him to meet the final requirements of a dying person.

But chasing the moon, like him, is also a person who is lying on the edge of illness and struggling with life and death.

"What... can't you satisfy me? I beg you..." Sang Zi pleaded.

"I..." Long Fei stopped talking.

"Master... Then please fulfill me, pinch my neck and let me go..." Sang Zi begged, "I'm alive, it's a kind of torture... I keep my breath, that is... to see the pursuit of the moon..."

"Don't mention the past any more!" He said fruitlessly.

"I owe you the Mei family... young master... I have a lot to say to Zhu Yue, otherwise, I won't close my eyes!" Sang Zi pounded the edge of the bed, and the flesh and blood on his thin palm were blurred.

"sin...sin..."

"Okay, I'll find you to chase the moon!" Long Fei saw Sang Zi's pitiful appearance and agreed. Although this matter was so difficult, "However, you have to promise me a condition."

"You said, I'm afraid I can't do anything for you..."

"My condition is very simple. Don't commit suicide. I'll find an antidote to save you. You live to see Chasing the moon." Long Fei said, in this way, it not only gave Sang Zi a fresh thought and let him live, but also gave himself a time to ease.

"Well..." Sangzi hesitated for a moment and then agreed, "I promise you."

"That's good. I'm going to find you a pearl for an antidote." Long Fei said and went out.

As soon as he went out, a man came face to face. Long Fei asked in surprise, "Isn't this right? What are you doing here, Dr. Gu?

The person on the front is Gu Bing.

He is in a hurry and his face is full of fatigue. As soon as he saw Long Fei, he asked anxiously, "Is anyone injured?"

Only then did Long Fei notice the medicine box on his back. Gu Bing came to save people, and a warm feeling rose in Long Fei's heart.

"Just in time, someone is injured!" Long Fei said, "Great, Dr. Gu, I'm just going to your hospital to find you."

"I also came to see you and brought the medicine box to see if you were injured." Gu Bing said and walked into the Zen room with Long Fei.

"He is poisoned. It seems to be a zombie virus in the basement. Let me see." Long Fei pointed to Du Kang and said to Gu Bing.

Gu Bing opened the window of the Zen room, let Du Kang sit in a well-lit place, and then carefully examined his wound and physical condition.

"How is he?" Long Fei asked worriedly.

"What did you just say? Zombie virus?" Gu Bing looked at Du Kang's wound without blinking, and pulled the wound away with tweezers to examine it carefully.

"Yes! It was Qi Huan who injected a needle into him, and that's what Qi Huan said at that time.

"Are you a soldier?" Gu Bing asked with a side face, "In your eyes, any injection is a zombie virus?"

"You say that, he is not a zombie virus?" Long Fei asked.

"Alas... how can I explain it to you? In the face of an unprofessional and suspicious person like you, I can only tell you that he is not a zombie virus. Although I have not been exposed to that virus so far, I have been exposed to this kind of virus on him. Gu Bing patiently explained, "He was pricked with this needle, which may contain nitrites, pyrazolones, aniline, iodamine, and a class of sulfides..."

"I don't understand those professional languages, so I'm relieved if you tell me it's not a zombie virus!" Long Fei was very happy.

"Absolutely not the virus you mentioned." Du Kang affirmed, "I dare to guarantee it. Moreover, the poison on his body has almost been released..."

"That is to say, he is fine?"

"I'll give you an injection." Gu Bing said, took out an injection and saw Du Kang's expression. Gu Bing couldn't help laughing, "Are you so afraid of injections?"

"I'm afraid of pain." Du Kang is embarrassed to get up.

"I haven't found your little secret yet." Long Fei smiled and said, "I didn't expect that the usual tough man was still afraid of injections. By the way, Dr. Gu, look at this person again. Long Fei pointed to the person of Zen**.

Gu Bing came up and took a look and untied the cloth on Sang Zi's head. He couldn't help frowning and said, "What's going on? Why is it so rotten that you can see the bones?

"Poisoning, poison."

"Deady? To be honest, I'm not sure that those things similar to witchcraft can't be explained by science at all. I dare not take medicine without permission. I came out to find you this time. I have something urgent to tell you. After the injection, Gu Bing said to Long Fei, "Your patients in the hospital must be transferred quickly."

"Why?"

"The new interim commander of Wanhu City has taken office." Gu Bing said, "All personnel have changed, and the injured people in the hospital will be transferred to another place for treatment, a group of patients led by General Qi. You know, once this is transferred by them, I don't know where it will be transferred. It's not good to say, it may be a collective killing..."

"They won't be so inhumane, will they?"