The doctor, who already has gray hair and beard, looks at Han Mo gently. After a long time, he feels that this man is really sincere. The anxiety on his face doesn't seem to be pretended. He was secretly relieved, so he was ready to tell the cause and effect.
After all, he was a person who had passed through the whole country before. After so many years, he had never seen anything strange. The old doctor was almost sure of his guess. The young lady didn't know when she was poisoned, but it wasn't this person.
"There's a toxin in this lady's body, and it's strange." The doctor wanted to give a good explanation, but he saw that the man in front of him was worried, but it was not easy to interrupt himself. He felt very uncomfortable.
A slight sigh, sure enough, young people are only concerned about feelings. He has only seen this kind of poison once in his life. Fazheng won't die. Why worry? It's rare. We can study it carefully.
Han Mo doesn't know what he looks like. He is silently told by the doctor who looks like a fairytale, but is actually an old urchin, and is targeted at a young boy who just loves girls and doesn't care about anything else.
But what the doctor actually said is right. Now Han Mo doesn't want to care about anything. What's the disaster of the three realms? The unclear reason why Qian Sangsang left him. Even, even Qian Sangsang ended up with other people.
If things turn out like this, he can hold his heart and wait for the day when his heart dies in the long years. It's obviously not the case now. His heart can't die. On the contrary, it really hurts.
"Well, I'll just tell you." The doctor looked at the man's expression of pain and began to feel unbearable. "This poison is rare, and I've only seen it once. This is a kind of poison that makes people forget the past and the one they love most. "
"And there are other advantages to this poison. For the poisoned person, his goal can be achieved, that is, when the poisoned person has a toxic attack, he will fall in love with the first person he sees after he opens his eyes. " Saw an eye money mulberry, saw an eye again Han Mo meaningful say.
Xu Mo! Han Mo's face looks no expression, in fact, hidden in the sleeve of the right hand has already tightly clenched into a fist. If it wasn't for Qian Sangsang's absence, there would be an innocent man in front of him.
Han Mo went to the place where the man was, and said that it was not too much for him to catch a thousand cuts! He knew that Qian Sangsang's amnesia was puzzling, and he had doubted that there was something wrong with it before, whether the man had done something in secret.
Always suffering from no evidence, Qian Sangsang has always been very calm, people did not notice the poisoning. I don't know how long it will take for these doctors to come across such a person in charge.
Sure enough, it was this man who made a mess of it. Now he knows the truth of the matter, but it's a pity that he can't settle it now. Because it's still the most important thing for Qian Sangsang to be injured. Whether the poison is strong this time or not is the most important thing.
Even if you can borrow it smoothly, no one knows if it will produce any sequelae. Although this man is a natural and unrestrained person on the surface, he is obviously in the panic of caring.
The man was just very angry, but all the words were full of women's concern. It's not to borrow the poison and let him fall in love with himself again. But as long as this woman's life is safe and happy, and her life is healthy, nothing else matters.
These two young people are really like each other, and they are also affectionate to others. If there is a way but not, then it's really a blind couple. The old man touched his gray beard, pondered for a while, and made a decision.
"You let me think about it, think about it. There's a prescription for this poison, and you don't have to worry too much about it. For a while and a half, it's dangerous to people's lives. " The old man looked at a face of serious Han Mo comfort way, Han Mo's eyes are full of hope.
After listening to the master's words conveyed by the leader, all the shadow guards fell into silence. The identity of Yingwei is confidential and its existence is almost semi public. They are not loyal to a certain person, but for a certain family.
To be exact, a representative of the family, that is their master. No matter who is the owner of the family, they will do their best for that person. If necessary, they will give their lives.
Because the choice limits their personal color, those people have no names, only numbers. The smaller the number is, the stronger their spiritual power and experience are. To put it bluntly, the more times they escape from death.
If one of them died because of misfortune, his code name will not be kept, but will be ranked forward. That person has to die. No matter how grand it looks, it will be hidden after death based on his identity.
No one else mourned for him, no recorded experience, not even a name. If it's dead, it's really dead. It won't even make a sound.
The impact on other people who live a good life is not even as great as the impact on others caused by the waves caused by the vibration of a small stone thrown into the calm water.
Seeing that everyone was silent and didn't know what to say, Yingwei, who communicated with the host last time, lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "I won't let you make a decision immediately. Now there is still time, you can really think about it for yourself."The last sentence should not have been said, but when the leader of shadow guard stood in this place, he really realized the master's mood. He added rashly that he could only see a pair of eyes when he was blindfolded.
It's just that old people who have experienced many things and survived smoothly. Among them, there are still many children who have not experienced several life and death fights. They are 17 or 18 years old and innocent. If they say something unpleasant, they still have their own choice.
After a few days, Xu Mo stood in the sun again. Always with him, protecting his shadow guard. What I saw was the owner who had been passed on to be terminally ill, standing upright. Bend your fingers on your forehead, gently look to the sun.
The sun is a little harsh, but it's really warm. The man closed his eyes and took his fingers off. The people around him saw that he was bathed in the sun, full of gold.
He suddenly believed that what this man said on that day was true, not that he had a very effective plan to take the lead.
Looking at the man in front of him, he was really relieved.
People who are immersed in the sunshine don't think so much. He just enjoyed all this. After all, only he knew that he would soon fall into the dark and be doomed.