The little King of Hell glanced at the elder doctor, and his expression turned cold.
She picked up a cup of cold tea and walked over, pouring it on the elder doctor's head.
The medical elder woke up with a start, glanced at her lazily, wiped the water stains on his face, yawned and stretched, and said, "The eldest lady is here."
Little King of Hell said coldly: "Don't call me that."
The medical elder smiled lightly: "Otherwise, what should I call you? Little King of Hell? Madam of Hell? Miss, your real name is Gu, and the blood on your body is Gu's blood, why do you do this?"
The little King of Hell said irritably: "If you tell me these things again, I will take it out on him!"
The medical elder looked slightly condensed and said coldly: "If you take it out on him, I will definitely make you regret it!"
The two looked at each other, refusing to give in to each other.
Everyone who was quarreling noticed what was going on here and fell silent.
One of them intervened and said: "Madam, doctor, please don't be angry. This is all for urgent business."
Little Hell raised the corners of his lips: "I'm not angry, how could I be angry?"
The medical elder curled his lips in disapproval and said no more.
"What are you arguing about?" Little Yama walked over and asked majestically.
This group of people are all leaders in medicine. The person who just came forward to mediate was the leader. He was a famous doctor from Qi State, whose surname was Tian Siji. He replied: "The situation with Brand A has recurred again. We are discussing the reasons."
Little Yama said: "Open the door."
Tian Siji pushed aside the stone wall behind him, revealing a stone room about one foot square.
The stone chamber is surrounded by walls on three sides and has no doors or windows. One side is entirely made of fine steel fence, facing everyone.
Through the fence, you can clearly see the situation indoors
A floor bunk, a futon, a sink, and a toilet.
There was a man lying on the floor, his hands, feet, limbs, and neck all wrapped in stainless steel chains.
Little Hell raised his hand: "Xiao Xiang, Liu Di."
The beautiful maid in Hunan-colored dress quickly handed over a willow flute.
The melodious sound of the willow flute sounded, and the little King of Hell played the willow flute, staring closely at the people on the ground.
The people on the ground showed no reaction, as if they were dead.
Little Hell frowned and ordered: "Open the door."
Tian Siji hurriedly said: "Madam, it's too dangerous..."
The Little King of Hell gave him a cold look: "His Majesty is about to return to the capital. Do you want me to show him this? Open the door! Otherwise, you know my temper."
Cold sweat broke out on Tian Siji's forehead, and he asked people to take precautions. He shook his hands from his waist, took out the key, and opened the iron fence that weighed more than a thousand kilograms.
The little King of Hell threw away the willow flute and stretched out his palm.
The maid Xiao Xiang hurriedly handed a black rectangular object about the size of a palm and made of unknown material into her hand.
Little Hell held the heavy thing tightly and walked toward the room.
The person on the ground was lying on his back, his skin was as red as blood, his eyes were closed, there was no hair on his body, and he was wearing very little, just a pair of shorts covering his vital parts.
However, despite the strange shape, it is vaguely visible that this person has handsome facial features, a graceful and slender figure, and the lines of his body are full of strength and beauty.
It was Gu Fenglin who had disappeared for a long time.
"Gu Fenglin!" Little Hell chose a relatively safe position, squatted down and shouted several times to Gu Fenglin.
Gu Fenglin had no reaction.
Tian Siji wiped the cold sweat from his face, tried his nose with trembling hands, then checked for his pulse and heartbeat, and said, "There is no breathing or heartbeat."
Little Hell asked: "How long has this been going on?"