Master of the city

That can of water was sent to the relevant agencies for a very close inspection, but the inspection results were somewhat unexpected. The river does not contain any radioactive elements, and its main components should be human blood and an unknown component that has not been recorded.

In addition, there is a kind of nematode like microorganism swimming in it, and the blood cells that should have died will return to certain activity after contacting with the nematode.

Some medical experts believe that the nematode is the main cause of the coma of the previous archaeologists, but it is a pity that this kind of nematode was not found in the blood of the victims, whose blood was corrupted at a normal speed.

Therefore, the team generally believed that the unknown substance in the river was poisonous. After it volatilized into the air, it poisoned several archaeologists whose anti-virus equipment was not advanced enough.

Early this morning, the authorities allocated a batch of the most advanced anti-virus equipment in the world to the archaeological team for their use. Sun miaohai is also relying on this, just bold, clap chest breast, himself led the team to the underground palace.

On the Jinshui River, several other archaeologists hesitated to go to the Jinshui bridge, but sun miaohai went to the underground palace for the first time. Along the way, apart from all kinds of disdain, he also had some ideas of making contributions. Sun miaohai, who is not afraid of tigers, is the first to walk on Jinshui bridge.

Unfortunately, the most advanced anti-virus equipment didn't bring him good luck. Sun miaohai fell on the Jinshui bridge before he walked two steps. His entourage was psychologically prepared and pulled him down with a horse pole. Therefore, this exploration ended with the loss of a leader.

"You deserve it."

For sun miaohai, Zhang Fan only gave such a two word evaluation. It's true to believe in science, but just use your imagination to solve the problem with the so-called scientific principles. This kind of practice is simply superstition!

"Mr. Zhang, now my son is lying in the intensive care unit of the hospital. Do you think it can be saved?"

After telling the story, sun Dianjun looks forward to Zhang Fan.

"I can't say for sure before I see anyone, but you said that those people were basically dead after lying in the hospital for seven days, so don't worry now, we still have time."

Zhang Fan was a little interested in the Jinshui River, and he didn't know whether it was witchcraft or poison.

With Zhang Fan's words, sun Dianjun is a little more down-to-earth. At last, he can eat.

After dinner, Zhang Fan asked her to take a taxi to her home, and repeatedly told her that she must take a serious taxi instead of a free ride. It's better to pick a female driver to get on the bus, which made her smile.

Da Laohei is very opportune to jump out and say that if the master is not at ease, he can send this beautiful young lady back for the master. As a result, Zhang Fan kicked her all the way out. This dead nigger, even Lao Tzu's people dare to make up their minds. If you don't mind, be careful to pass on your sunflower book another day.

Sun Dianjun made a phone call. The driver just drove his BMW, but it was obvious that there were not so many people in the car. Zhang Fan asked them to drive in front of him and called a taxi to follow him. What make complaints about the old man's mouth is not so much. What's the reason why Tucao master didn't let him send the beautiful lady home? Why did he buy so much money? Why did he not buy a car himself? Then he asked what was worth of the master's father and son.

Zhang Fan was so annoyed by what he said that he almost pushed the door open and kicked Ya Ting out of the car.

After a while, the car drove into the courtyard of 103 hospital. When they got to the floor of intensive care unit, Zhang Fan stood at the door of the ward, quite speechless.

In Jiangzhou, Zhang Fan was predestined with the eighth floor in charge of Jiang Qianxue. How did he get to the capital and become predestined with the intensive care unit of 103 hospital? Before Luo Xu died, Zhang Fan came to see this ward. I didn't expect that sun miaohai was also this intensive care ward.

After sun Dianjun knocked on the door a few times, a little nurse opened the door from inside and saw Zhang Fan standing among several people. She was stunned for a moment. She really had a bit of impression on this bumpkin. The patient died not long after he came last time. Why did she come again this time?

"The patient's condition is very bad and not suitable for visiting, especially you. There is so much mud on your broken sneakers. What if you bring in germs and make the patient's condition worse?"

The little nurse is still very vindictive. Last time, Zhang Fan pushed her away and went in, which seriously hurt her self-esteem.

"It's OK. If there's any deadly germs, just think of them as damned. Anyway, you can't cure them. By the way, when you have time, call your boyfriend to check the post. I'm afraid you'll be cheated. "

Zhang Fan laughed twice. The little nurse's slight anger made him feel a little cute. Keke, this is the difference between men and women. If you say that in another big man's name, I'm afraid brother fan has already thrown him out.

"Bah! Your boyfriend will cheat on you! "

The little nurse was very dissatisfied with the reply. However, the father of other people's patients came, they were all people with status, and she could not insist on blocking them, so she could only withdraw to one side with an unhappy face."Oh, beautiful lady, you are the most beautiful angel in white I have ever seen. Please don't listen to my master's nonsense. Even if your boyfriend is cheating, I'd like to be your next boyfriend. My name is Tom Rockefeller, American, Harvard University Ah ah ah, master, master, don't pull, don't pull your ears... "

Half of Da Laohei's brain is definitely growing in the middle of his legs. Zhang Fan is very speechless about it. He can only drag him into the ward with Ya's ears. After all, this product is still a bit gifted and should not waste every learning opportunity. In the

ward, Sun Miaohai quietly lay on the sick shop, and no longer had the high appearance of the day. Zhang Fan threw his glasses and spray bottles to Dahei, so he put them on and opened Sun Miaohai's eyelids. Generally speaking, if he was a Chinese poison, he could see all kinds of vertical lines in his eyes. It was a poison grain. But in sun miaohai's eyes, there is no gu pattern. On the contrary, there is a white dot of the size of a needle tip in the middle of the pupil, which should not be caused by witchcraft.

He squinted slightly and looked at sun miaohai's body. The air field of the goods was not white, but dark and wriggling from time to time.

"My Virgin Mary! Master, what is this? Why does this person have something that looks like a dry stool? It can't be Shifu. After you peed on his leg in the morning, your urine shifted! "

Wearing glasses of big old black immediately how to shout up, Zhang Fan listen to that call a face black line, what special call urine transfer? Even if transferred, can your urine give me the color of dry stool?

"Well, I said Lao Hei, can you stop being so disgusting?"

It was a very serious occasion. How could this nigger get mixed up with his mouth? Before Luan Qingping also used Jia pengxiao's glasses to see sun miaohai's condition, although the color is strange, it is not so disgusting. It was only when they saw the unhealthy color of the regiment that they urged his royal highness sun to make up his mind to invite Zhang Fan.

"Don't quarrel. What you see through your glasses is chromatic aberration. Now his real aura and dark color are black, representing Yin Qi and resentment. Judging from the peristalsis of this aura, the resentment around him is very heavy. I don't know whether the Yang Qi he should have was suppressed in his body or completely dispersed. If it is the latter, I want to save him It's hard to come back. Unless we can find some genius

Zhang Fan said, with a finger to explore sun miaohai's breath, his breath is still stable, Yang is more likely to be suppressed in the body. If there is a dragon vein ginkgo, as long as a small piece half the size of the nail, he can jump up from the shop, but now Zhang Fan has no ginkgo. Well, well, it's not a pity. Even if there is ginkgo, it won't be used by him.

"Now go to buy leeks, and then boil them with peach tree branches or litchi firewood. The thicker the juice, the better. Then go to find the best cinnabar and prepare a peach tub. It depends on one's luck if one can survive."

"Ah? Leek? Bathtub? That's all? You don't have to start the altar. What about the symbols? "

The things Zhang Fan wanted were obviously different from what sun Dianjun imagined.

"How to get up? Do you want to return the drawing? How old are you? It's all superstition

Zhang Fan did not have the good spirit to return a sentence.

Sun Dianjun's face was speechless. You a Feng Shui gentleman said that I am superstitious. Is there justice in the world?

Sun Dianjun's family background is very rich to be the general director of an archaeological project. In the capital, where there are abundant materials, leeks can be bought even at night.

Three hours later, in a courtyard near NanLuoGu lane, someone set up two piles of firewood in the middle of the courtyard. One pile was filled with a bucket full of leeks, and the other was filled with red soup. Well, the skin is quite white. At first glance, it's the kind that doesn't exercise much and doesn't get sunshine.

Originally, sun Dianjun meant to put his son in the house to cook, but Zhang Fan said that he couldn't do it. He had to cook it in the yard. Sun also didn't know whether what Zhang Fan said was true or whether he intended to freeze his son. Now people say that he should cook it as he wanted.

the flavor of leek is quite heavy, especially when a bowl of juice is boiled out of a bucket of leeks. Sun Dianjun, who was carrying a bowl, stuffed his nose with toilet paper. Finally, he poured the bowl of juice into sun miaohai with a funnel. Zhang Fan touched sun miaohai's forehead, took out a silver needle from the needle sleeve and stabbed it at sun miaohai's Jianjing acupoint.