Chapter 963

He Lao's dry and hoarse voice overflowed from his throat: "When this old man spoils the woman who committed suicide, do you know who this old man was thinking of?"

Chu Yunyao smiled coldly and lowered her voice: "Do you know who was the one who blinded you and almost killed you with Chi Yebai back then?"

He Lao stared at Chu Yunyao's clear and bright eyes that seemed familiar, and widened his eyes: "It turned out to be you, I..."

"You can die in peace." Chu Yunyao kicked him and broke his neck.

That old crane didn't even have time to snort, a trace of black blood spilled from the corner of his lips, he tilted his head, and passed away!

Wearing a black cloak, Mo Lingyuan came to her step by step, stared at He Lao with downcast eyes, and a chill flashed in his eyes: "If it wasn't for this old thing, then Zuoren would have been caught by me a little bit. "

All the same, these two old guys are in the same group.

Chu Yunyao was full of unwillingness: "You left this morning just to force Zuo Ren out for me?"

"Um."

"If I don't come, maybe you have already caught him for me." Chu Yunyao felt extremely guilty.

Yun Da was heartbroken: "Miss, I don't blame you, it's Yun Si who is unlucky."

Mo Lingyuan embraced Chu Yunyao, watching the magnificent medicine shop turn into ashes in the fire, the plaque of the national doctor's hand fell down together with the roof beams, and was completely burned by the fire.

This pharmacy, which pretends to cure diseases and save lives, but actually harbors filth, has finally disappeared.

Saw him rise from a tall building.

I saw him collapse.

Chu Yunyao stared down at the dead Helao on the ground, and said to the guards, "Let me clean up his corpse."

…

At the middle of the night, the pharmacy was almost burned, and the fire gradually dimmed.

Chu Yunyao took Mo Lingyuan's hand, and brought Yun Da back to Yunlai Pavilion.

Entering the hall in the backyard, I saw Bao'er doing needlework, and Yun Er, Yun San, and Yun Wu, who hadn't eaten or drank all night, fell asleep on the table.

Seeing Chu Yunyao and the others come back, Bao'er put down her needle and thread, and quickly stood up, "Miss, you are finally back."

Chu Yunyao glanced at the three people lying on the table, and asked, "What's going on?"

"A few of them were overly sad. I was afraid that they would hurt their bodies, so I ground some medicinal powder and put it in water, gave them a drink, and let them sleep for a while." A trace of joy appeared on Bao'er's face: "Miss, I Seeing that the complexion on Yun Si's face is getting better, is he getting better soon?"

Chu Yunyao froze for a moment: "Is he still alive?"

Bao'er nodded heavily: "Yes, when you left, his face had already changed from black and purple to black, and there was not much gas in his face.

But when I went in to see him just now, I found that the black and blue color on his face faded a little, and his breathing became a little smoother..."

Before Bao'er finished speaking, Chu Yunyao rushed into the wing room in a hurry.

The wing room is filled with a strange and unique smell of food, hooking the gluttons in everyone's stomach.

Yun Si's skinny body was lying in the middle of the bed with a thin quilt, and the room was warm with a silver charcoal fire.

The doors and windows were closed tightly, the smell of chicken legs spread, and the smell of food in the wing room was particularly strong.

On both sides of Yun Si's pillow, there were neatly placed several plates of chicken legs of various flavors.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Chu Yunyao stretched out her hand to feel the pulse of Yun Si who was still asleep. Seeing that his pulse was beating stronger, she was secretly happy, and stared at his face for a moment in puzzlement.

Seeing that his complexion is really better, he is not in the state of being haunted by death.

She rolled Yun Si's eyelids and mouth, but didn't notice anything unusual.

Eyes fell on those chicken drumsticks on the plate...