Late at night, this old man suddenly appeared outside the window with white spots on his face. He was expressionless and stared straight at me through the glass eyes! I was immediately frightened to death!
"Who are you!" I asked sharply.
"boom!"
The old man suddenly slapped his hands heavily on the glass!
He may have seen Divine Doctor Fan hiding behind me, and a smile appeared on his face.
Ryoko woke up when he heard the noise. He got up and rubbed his eyes. He said sleepily: "What's wrong, cousin? Why are you up so late at night?"
I shouted in panic: "Liangzi! Quick! Quickly copy the guy!"
Ryoko turned to look out the window, and his face suddenly turned pale! He shouted: "Ghost!"
"Fuck you! Take it!"
I threw him a stick! At the same time, I quickly took out the leather knife that Xiaoxuan gave me!
There was a sound of glass breaking!
Then I saw the old man getting in, holding on to the window sill.
The old man staggered towards us step by step.
Liangzi and I took Doctor Fan behind us.
I'm ready to work hard.
Suddenly, this man stopped two meters away from us.
The old man plopped! He knelt down in front of us!
He raised his right hand and slowly stretched it towards Dr. Fan, praying in a hoarse voice: "Fan...little miraculous doctor of the Fan family, help...help, help me, I'm dying...
"
Ryoko hurriedly turned on the flashlight and shone it on his face.
I was stunned.
Now that we are closer, the more I look, the more familiar I feel. I have seen this old man in a mental hospital! I still remember him!
This man is the old monk! What is the nickname of the Jianghu Real Man Who Rescues Suffering?
He was locked up on the second floor underground! He even talked to Xie Qirong at that time! He asked Xie Qirong what year and month it was this year.
Something's wrong....
This monk didn't have white spots all over his face at that time! Looking up close now, he looks like he has vitiligo! And it's a very serious one!
Doctor Fan frowned when she saw the old monk kneeling on the ground, and she was about to get up and go over.
I hurriedly stretched out my hand to stop him: "Don't go there! This old monk might be dangerous! His identity is unknown!"
Doctor Fan removed my hand and said with a cold face: "This man is not lying, he is really about to die."
She just walked over and knelt down, without asking, directly grabbed the old monk's right hand, and then gently placed three fingers on his pulse.
After taking her pulse, Doctor Fan's face became very strange. Her expression seemed to be one of confusion and shock.
She murmured to herself: "How could this happen? I can't even see the lesion, what a strange pulse..."
The old monk was weak and replied: "I have been poisoned. It is chronic Baijiangsan."
