Xuanyuan Tianjing is extremely effective in detoxifying and beautifying the skin. It only took half an hour to adsorb all the unknown toxins in Zhu Desheng's body on the surface of the pendant. He then burned it with Zhengyang Qi for a while to disinfect and it was clean. However, Zhu Desheng was clean.
In addition to being poisoned, the secretary also suffered a gunshot wound, and some means are needed to restore consciousness.
Click - Xu Qing clasped the Tianjing pendant with his palm and gently rubbed it. The black shell attached to the surface of the Tianjing turned into black ash and fell. He felt that the characteristics of this poison were similar to those last time Tang Dashao hit.
The poisons are similar, both are corpse poisons, but this time the effect seems to be slightly stronger.
Xu Qing put the Tianjing pendant into his waist, walked to the hospital bed, reached out and pinched Zhu Desheng's philtrum with his thumb, maybe because he used a little too much force, and even pinched a piece of oily skin off his philtrum, but he still woke up.
Coming.
"Tianming!" Zhu Desheng opened his eyes and called out anxiously. He was most worried about the safety of his friend Yin Tianming. The moment he called out his friend's name, several tragic scenes flashed through his mind, and his eyes were already unconscious.
It's moist.
Xu Qing stood beside the hospital bed, looking at the senior official who was weeping silently, and a different emotion surged in his heart. Zhu Desheng and Yin Tianming had known each other for decades, and the friendship between them had become so deep that
It’s a degree that most people can’t imagine. Maybe this is the kind of friendship where you go out of your way to save your friends!
Zhu Desheng had regained some of his strength. He sat up with his hands on the edge of the bed, raised his head and took a deep breath to calm down the messy emotions in his heart. He whispered: "Gang Leader Xu, Tianming, he has passed."
Is this the case?" He had already known Xu Qing's other identity, so he wouldn't appear indifferent if he called the gang leader.
Xu Qing shook his head and said expressionlessly: "No, if you have time, you can go see him now. I can accompany you. Of course, you are also likely to become a bait. Do you dare to go?"
Zhu Desheng opened his eyelids, stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from his face, and turned over to get out of the hospital bed. The gunshot wound on his back made him frown and stumble. Xu Qing reached out to hold his arm in time and whispered.
Said: "If you can't hold it anymore, don't force it. People can't be resurrected after death."
Zhu Desheng gritted his teeth stubbornly and said: "No, Tianming died for me, I must send him to the last journey." He reached out and took the bloody coat from the bedside and put it on, nodding to Xu Qing beside him.
He signaled that he was ready to leave.
Xu Qing didn't say anything and walked straight towards the door of the ward. Zhu Desheng exhaled a breath and followed Gang Leader Xu out of the door.
The old military doctor and several Dongjiang officials who were waiting at the door almost stared out of their eyes when they saw the two people walking out one after another. Zhu Desheng, who was unconscious half an hour ago, was now taking small square steps.
Isn't this too amazing? When they recovered from the shock, the two of them had already walked away.
"Who is this major general? Should we make a phone call to confirm?" The old military doctor whose face was covered by Xu Qing's ID still felt something was wrong and couldn't help but asked in a low voice. As for who he was asking
I don’t know either.
"No need to confirm, his identity is true and valid." Xue Guoqiang tilted his head and reached out to take off the mask, with a faint bitter smile on his face.
Xu Qing walked very fast, but Zhu Desheng behind him walked slower and slower. The gunshot wound on his back began to hurt again. He endured the pain and walked forward slowly, sweating profusely on his forehead.
Xu Qing did not relax his vigilance. As he moved forward, he used his clairvoyant eyes to observe the movement behind him. He could see Zhu Desheng struggling to move forward, but he did not intend to slow down or turn around to help. Sometimes a man should
Be more cruel to yourself, maybe only in this way can you remember your friends who lost their lives better.
The Alto car was parked at the gate, and Agni was leaning against the front of the car, smoking a cigarette. When he saw the two people coming out, he quickly flicked off the cigarette butt and opened the car door.
When Zhu Desheng got in the car, he looked as if he had just been fished out of the water. Even his coat was soaked with sweat. He leaned sideways on the seat and gasped for air, and his face turned pale.
Xu Qing, who was sitting in the front seat, turned around and asked in a low voice: "If you can't bear it anymore, just say something and I can take you back right away." Now he began to admire Secretary Zhu a little, he was a kind man.
Zhu Desheng gritted his teeth and shook his head and said: "A man must have something to persevere. Tianming treats me like a brother. Today I have to crawl over to see him even if I crawl."
Xu Qing nodded, and used voice transmission to ask the Raging Fire King next to him: "You should know where Elder Yin's brother is, right? You don't need to answer aloud. If you know, just drive us there."
Raging Fire King Kong didn't say much, started the car and drove towards the main road. He knew where Yin Tianming's body was temporarily stored at the Dongjiang City Funeral Parlor. The autopsy had now been carried out, but Elder Yin did not intend to cremate his brother's body like this, and announced that he would wait for a few days.
After making a decision, in fact, his original intention was to catch the murderer and then kill the murderer in front of his younger brother.
Like most cities across the country, funeral parlors and crematoriums in Dongjiang City are not separated, and are generally located in the suburbs. Agni King's driving skills are not as good as Shen Xing, but they are considered top-notch in the Golden Eyes Gang. He can really
People who drive don't care about the quality of the car, just like a real swordsman doesn't care whether he is holding a famous sword or not. What he enjoys is often the process.
The Alto was very smooth in the hands of Agni King. He didn't feel any vibration when driving on the suburban loess road. Moreover, he took a shortcut with extremely poor road conditions, which was said to save half the time.
Xu Qing originally thought that someone would rob and kill Zhu Desheng on the way, but the result was a bit unexpected. It wasn't until the car stopped in front of the funeral home that he fully realized that he had been killed. Nothing is certain. Maybe the murderer was because of something.
For some reasons, he temporarily gave up the pursuit of Zhu Desheng, or maybe he was waiting for the opportunity?
People's hearts are unpredictable and sea water is difficult to measure. Xu Qing was too lazy to worry about whether the murderer was coming or not. He turned around and looked at Zhu Desheng, only to find that this stubborn man had quietly fallen asleep.
Xu Qing quickly got out of the car, opened the back door and helped Zhu Desheng out. The stubborn secretary's face was ashen, and the newly stitched wound on his back had burst open, and a large piece of clothes was stuck firmly to his back with thick blood.
, I had no choice but to carry him towards the funeral parlor.
The funeral parlor occupies a very large area and is divided into several halls. Yin Tianming's body is placed in a relatively remote hall. There is still a long distance from the parking lot. Xu Qing can only carry the unconscious Secretary Zhu there.
Two women in white mourning clothes came towards me. One of them seemed to be still lowering her head and wiping her tears with her hands. I wonder whose woman died.