Lin Miaolan smiled at these words and felt a little helpless, so she said: "You still can't change your shortcomings of violence. The person I'm talking about is Liu Honghong. You won't beat her. She is already so miserable."
"Not necessarily. Liu Honghong is not as simple as you think on the surface. Tian Yinghong's illness is probably related to her." Lin Yifeng said coldly.
"How is that possible?" Lin Miaolan asked doubtfully, with a look of disbelief.
"First tell me what she told you." Lin Yifeng said.
"Oh, she said that her parents died of illness when she was seven years old. Later, she was adopted by an orphanage. Finally, a family took her in, but the family's plane crashed the next year, and in the end even the orphanage did not dare to take her in.
, she wandered around and became a little beggar. Later, the mayor Tian Fugui took her in and asked an old woman to raise her until today. Therefore, the mayor had a life-saving grace for her, how could she harm the mayor?
Where is my son Tian Yinghong?"
Lin Miaolan said.
"If what is said is true, then the possibility of Liu Honghong poisoning is very small. If it is false, then she must have poisoned Tian Yinghong." Lin Yifeng said thoughtfully.
"Then how to tell whether Liu Honghong's words are true or false?" Lin Miaolan wanted to know the answer eagerly. She hoped that her words were right. Liu Honghong's life experience was indeed miserable because she could not bear the feeling of being lied to.
"We will know the answer tonight. Oh, Sister Miaolan, stay at home and practice well, and don't go out at night if you have nothing to do. I think Shuiling Village is a bit strange." Lin Yifeng said uncertainly.
"Oh." Lin Miaolan nodded obediently and agreed.
The sky is getting dark, the night breeze is slightly cool, and a crescent moon rises, casting a faint silver light.
It's nine o'clock in the evening.
"It's time!" Lin Yifeng found Zhao Mingcheng and asked him to come out because he had something to say.
Zhao Mingcheng guarded Tian Yinghong for ten hours. He was very happy when he saw that Tian Yinghong's complexion gradually improved. Not only did he keep his position as village chief, but his life was also saved. He was grateful to Lin Yifeng.
"Village Chief Zhao, I suspect that Liu Honghong was the one responsible for the poison." Lin Yifeng said.
"What? It's impossible. I've seen this child Liu Honghong many times. She has a delicate appearance, a petite body, and she looks very well-behaved. Besides, the mayor is very kind to her and will not poison Tian Yinghong." Zhao Mingcheng
Said hurriedly.
"What kind of favor?" Lin Yifeng asked, wondering if what Liu Honghong said to Lin Miaolan was true?
Zhao Mingcheng then told his story, which was almost the same as what Lin Miaolan said. In other words, what Liu Honghong said was actually true.
"Oh, by the way, has anything strange happened in the village these days?" Lin Yifeng asked. Now that night was approaching, the strange feeling in his heart became stronger, making him have to be cautious.
Zhao Mingcheng thought for a while, shook his head and said: "Apart from the plague, there are no other strange things." Then he asked nervously: "Doctor Lin, is there something wrong with Shuiling Village?"
"Just asking casually." Lin Yifeng did not express his doubts. He did not want Zhao Mingcheng to be more worried. He said: "Village Chief Zhao, you have had a hard day. Go home, take a shower, eat, and have a good sleep."
"Doctor Lin, you helped Shuiling Village. I will never forget it in my life. Oh, by the way, Tian Yinghong is sorry for bothering you. If you need anything, call me at any time." Zhao Mingcheng was very moved.
Just as Zhao Mingcheng was not far away, Lin Yifeng's expression changed and he looked to the left. There seemed to be a black shadow flashing past, leaving a weak evil aura.
Phew! Lin Yifeng turned into an afterimage and chased after him, but he didn't see half of the figure. "I hope I saw it wrong." Lin Yifeng returned to the house.
Liu Honghong was taking a nap on the chair. When she saw Lin Yifeng appear, she immediately became energetic and said, "Doctor Lin, you are here."
"Well," Lin Yifeng nodded and asked, "How is Tian Yinghong's situation?"
"I slept well, there was no movement!" Liu Honghong said.
"Then you should keep an eye on him and come to me anytime if there is any abnormality. As soon as midnight passes, Tian Yinghong will recover." After Lin Yifeng finished speaking, he left.
Looking at the direction Lin Yifeng was leaving, Liu Honghong's eyes kept flashing. She didn't believe Lin Yifeng's words at first, but Lin Yifeng was so famous that he was even rumored to have returned from the dead.
"No, I can't wait until midnight. If Tian Yinghong recovers, it will be difficult for me to take revenge." Liu Honghong made a decision and entered the bedroom.
Just as Liu Honghong closed the door, a figure flashed at the door, and Lin Yifeng appeared. He walked in and used clairvoyance to see clearly the situation in the bedroom.
Liu Honghong sat down on the chair in front of the bed, looked at the sleeping Tian Yinghong tenderly, and gently stroked his cheek with her hand. Suddenly, she slapped Tian Yinghong hard several times.
Tian Yinghong woke up from the pain and said happily: "Honghong, is my illness cured? I am in good spirits now."
"I'm sorry, your illness can't be cured, and it will never be cured." Liu Honghong's expression darkened.
"Honghong, what are you talking about? Doctor Lin's medical skills can bring people back to life, so my disease can definitely be cured." Tian Yinghong said loudly.
"Huh, Tian Yinghong, don't have such wishful thinking. If you can't wait until tomorrow, I will make you die of illness now." Liu Honghong took out a bottle from her pocket, with a gloomy look on her face.
Tian Yinghong was stunned, in disbelief, and suddenly said: "It's you. My illness is your fault, right?"
"I know now, it's too late." Liu Honghong pinched Tian Yinghong's chin. Tian Yinghong struggled and shouted: "Why, Honghong, why are you doing this to me? My dad is your savior. Our family treats you like this."
So good, why, why did you do that?”
Without saying a word, Liu Honghong opened the bottle cap and poured all the light black liquid into Tian Yinghong's mouth. She suddenly smiled sadly and said, "Tian Yinghong, you will go to hell in an hour. Before that, I tell you that
Might as well.”
Tian Yinghong lay limply on the bed, his stomach was tumbling, he wanted to scream, but he couldn't. He wanted to move his fingers, but he couldn't. He looked at Liu Honghong with despair and confusion in his eyes.
"Do you know what's in the bottle?" Liu Honghong held up the bottle and said, "My parents died of illness because of what was in the bottle. Now it's your turn. This is karma. It's what you deserve, and it's you."
Dad deserves it."
Tian Yinghong became even more confused.
"The thing in the bottle is a virus called worm. Do you know what worm is?"
Liu Honghong said slowly: "Everyone has desires. Unless a person dies, the lust bug will not disappear. After a person is infected with the lust bug, his body will quickly lose weight and his skin will turn black, but his spirit will be very good and he will not want to move.
, so good that you can't extricate yourself from your own desires, and finally die in a nightmare. When a person dies, the desire bugs will leave the body, spread through the air, and enter the body of another person. This cycle continues until everyone is dead.
.”
Tian Yinghong's eyes were filled with fear. Indeed, his mind began to feel dizzy. It seemed as if countless beauties flashed before his eyes, all of them naked and extremely charming, waving at him.
As he spoke, five minutes passed quickly. Tian Yinghong struggled to stay awake and struggled to squeeze out a few words from his mouth: "Since your parents died of worm disease, it has nothing to do with my dad!