Close Poison Doctor

Chapter 7

7.Leeches

goo goo goo...

In the silent ward, the blood leech's belly was bulging. Although the sound of blood sucking was very small, it was heard very clearly in everyone's ears at the moment.

The originally pale person turned even paler, especially when he saw the expression on Lin Maoshan's face became painful.The face that had been motionless before began to squirm.

Whether this will improve or aggravate the death, perhaps only Mu Yun knows, looking at the calmness on his face, it seems that everything is under control.

"Mu Yun..." Lin Qingya couldn't help asking.

"Hush! Don't talk, look!" Mu Yun put his index finger on his lips, signaling Lin Qingya to watch quietly. His eyes were fixed on the swollen stomach of the blood leech, and he must be full.

Seeing Mu Yun's movements, the other people also concentrated their minds, wanting to see what tricks they were doing.

Up to now, no one has felt that Mu Yun is treating illnesses, even Lin Qingya, she is just a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and she does not give up any hope.

The blood-sucking leech did not continue to suck blood, but retreated from the wound, then slowly climbed up the smooth glass jar, and finally stuck to the edge of the glass jar, with its head facing inward, and then began to agitate with its belly.

goo goo goo...

A terrible thing happened. With the squirming of the leech's belly, a worm as thick as a semi-permeable match crawled out of its mouth, slowly crawled longer and longer, mixed with blood drops and fell into the glass jar. Down.

despair--

A translucent worm about five centimeters long fell into the glass jar, wriggling quickly, extremely horrifying!
What's more frightening is that it wasn't just one, there were four or five leeches spit out from the mouth of the blood leech, but the number was obviously more than four or five, because the blood leech climbed down the glass tank and burrowed into Lin Maoshan's wound again.

Seeing the unbelievable everything in front of them, everyone stared blankly at Mu Yun, wondering what was going on.

"Ahem, you don't have to admire me too much, I understand a little, a little." Mu Yun touched his nose with a smile, as if I was very humble.

Ignoring Mu Yun's humble appearance, Lin Qingya hurriedly asked: "Mu Yun, what's going on? How could there be such a terrible bug in my father's body?"

"Hehe, I don't know the exact name of this kind of bug. Anyway, it's a kind of witchcraft called silk thread Gu. It's a harmful thing cultivated by wizards."

"You mean, someone killed my father?" The clever Lin Qingya immediately realized.

"Smart! And it's most likely your closest person. Silk thread Gu needs to be fed with the host's blood before it can enter the host's body."

Mu Yun glanced across the faces of Zhou Lijie and Zhou Jing with a half-smile and a half-smile look, and the look of suspicion was self-evident. In the entire Lin family, except for Lin Qingya, the housekeepers who were closest to Lin Maoshan were naturally the old and young housekeepers.

And they also had a reason to kill Lin Maoshan, that is to get the huge wealth of the Lin family.

As long as Li Maoshan died, Lin Qingya would be easy to deal with as a woman, and if she couldn't get rid of Lin Qingya, then the huge property of the Lin family would be theirs.

"You spitting blood!!! Hooligans!"

Facing Mu Yun's doubts, Zhou Lijie became nervous, and anxiously defended Lin Qingya: "Qingya, don't be sowed by this scoundrel! My father and I are loyal to the master, the lady, and the Lin family! The heavens can learn from us! "

It seemed that Mu Yun's suspicion played a role, Lin Qingya was silent for a moment, and said calmly: "I only want my dad to live."

The blood leech vomited five or six silkworms into the glass jar again, lying on the glass jar without moving.

Only then did Mu Yun hold it with his hands, throw it into the box, lock the box, clapped his hands and said to Lin Qingya: "Okay, can uncle wake up later?"

"My dad is fine..." Lin Qingya suppressed the excitement in her heart, and said tremblingly, happiness came too suddenly!
"Not entirely well..."

"It's not good!" Lin Qingya's mood suddenly fell from the clouds to the bottom of the valley, and she panicked: "What can I do to make it better, I promise you any conditions!"

"Don't be nervous, I haven't finished my sentence yet." Mu Yun blocked Lin Qingya's approach with a hand.

"Uncle generally has no problems, but due to the long-term erosion of silk thread Gu, the organ damage is relatively severe, and it needs to be recuperated slowly to recover. This is left to Dr. Zhang, who is best at it."

Mu Yun looked at Zhang Youjiang, and the irony in his eyes was self-evident.

Zhang Youjiang blushed slightly, and his eyes showed slight anger. Mu Yun was laughing at him, and he only cares about the simplest illnesses like recuperation.

Anger turned to anger, but the scene of the blood leech fluke just now made him unable to refute, because he had never seen this kind of treatment.

Although he saw it with his own eyes, what he saw may not be true. Zhang Youjiang walked towards Lin Maoshan on the hospital bed, checked Lin Maoshan's body briefly, and then put his hand on his pulse.

Zhang Youjiang's complexion became more and more serious and ugly. Lin Maoshan was beating steadily in weakness, and his breathing was also very gentle. His life was obviously not in danger, but his weakness was very serious. He should be able to recover after a period of recuperation.

Lin Maoshan moved his arms and slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Zhang Youjiang in front of him, he thought that he had saved him. He made a weak voice and said gratefully, "Thank you, Zhang Youjiang."

Zhang Youjiang shook his head, mocking himself: "Maoshan, I'm not capable of saving you, it's this little brother who saved you."

"Huh?" Lin Maoshan looked at Mu Yun suspiciously.

Seeing her father waking up, Lin Qingya couldn't help shouting excitedly: "Father..."

"Ya'er, I'm fine, don't cry, you're not young anymore." Lin Maoshan smiled lovingly.

"Well, Dad! I see." Lin Qingya obediently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, with a smile on her face.

Lin Qingya's smile, like the snow lotus blooming on the snow mountain, was brilliant and holy, swaying in everyone's eyes.

From the iceberg beauty to the smiling goddess, Mu Yun couldn't take his eyes off him, and thought to himself: The best!Two heavens of ice and fire!

"Qing Ya, introduce me to my little brother, thank him for saving my life." Lin Maoshan wanted to sit up and thank Mu Yun.

Lin Qingya quickly and carefully helped her father up, hesitated for a while, and then whispered: "Dad, he...he is Uncle Mu's son, he is here..."

Others didn't understand what Lin Qingya was going to say later, but Lin Maoshan naturally knew, he was slightly taken aback, looked at Mu Yun, and his eyes flickered a few times.

After a while, he laughed and said: "You are Mu Yun's nephew, you have grown up in a blink of an eye, time flies so fast!"

"Hello, Uncle." Mu Yun scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"Is your father okay, I miss him a lot."

"My father is in good health, thank you uncle for your concern." Mu Yun said with a smile, and then said seriously: "Uncle, you are too weak to talk too much now, we will talk together when you recover."

"Yes, Dad, what Mu Yun said is right, you should rest first." Lin Qingya quickly echoed.

"Okay." Lin Maoshan didn't force it, and lay down again with Lin Qingya's help, "Ya'er, help me entertain Nephew Muyun and Uncle Zhang."

Mentioning Zhang Youjiang, Mu Yun showed a wicked smile, looked at him, and asked, "Doctor Zhang, are you still talking? Or are you farting!"

(End of this chapter)