Chapter 799 Uncle’s Compensation 3

When Tantai Mo's team arrived.

Just in time to see Si Yu walking out of the basement hole with Song Zhao in his arms.

Yun Shi, Song Jinfu, and Song Chenai rushed over quickly.

Song Zhao's body was covered with blood, he fell sideways in Si Yu's arms, and fell into a coma from exhaustion.

The members of the Yun family watched in shock.

"What's wrong with Zhao Zhao'er?" They asked anxiously.

Si Yu said in a low voice, "Azhao got shot in the knee, we don't know what happened yet."

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Tantai Mo walked over with heavy steps.

He has calmed down a lot now, but when his eyes fell on Song Zhao, he tightened instantly.

Si Yu came to Tantai Mo step by step, "You did it?"

Although it is an interrogative sentence.

But it was a firm tone.

He looked at Song Zhao's wound, and the strength with which the arrow pierced into the flesh was a force only a man could achieve.

Tantai Mo's dark eyes were fixed on Song Zhao's pale face, and the hand hanging by his side was gradually clenched.

How ruthless the hand was at that time, the deep regret in the chest.

"Um."

Tantai Mo's deep voice was difficult.

heard the words.

Yun Shi and the others glared at Tantai Mo angrily.

"Is this what you said Zhaozhao won't suffer?" Yun's voice was sharp,

"What the hell did you do to my daughter?"

Si Yu's eyes were fierce.

He raised his leg suddenly, and stepped heavily on Tantai Mo's knee.

Tantai Mo was trampled to the ground and knelt down without any resistance, his brows were slightly frowned because of the pain.

But no one said a word.

In his ears, Si Yu walked by him, and said coldly and cruelly, "If Azhao's legs are damaged in the slightest, I will ask the King of Nanyue to pay it back ten thousand times."

Tantai Mo lowered his head.

My eyes were in a trance and I didn't know what to do.

Thick blood flowed from his nose.

It was the gu poison remaining in his body that broke out, and the pain made his back bend deeply.

He wiped it with his hand, then raised his eyes to look at his sister, "Yun'er."

Yun's heart is for her daughter, and she is not in the mood to settle accounts with her elder brother, so she and Si Yu leave the place quickly.

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Si Yu immediately sent Song Zhao to the doctor's school.

The head of the door personally treated Song Zhao.

After carefully inspecting Song Zhao's wound, the sect master's eyes looked serious.

Si Yu's heart sank slightly, "Master, how is Azhao?"

The door master paused, and said, "I'm not good at treating bones, so I'd better invite a bone specialist to show it to Girl Zhao."

Si Yu's lips straightened.

The meaning of the gatekeeper.

The arrow wound on Song Zhao's knee has already hurt the root bone.

He had an ominous premonition in his heart.

After a while, an orthopedic specialist from the Miracle Doctor Clinic came to treat Song Zhao.

After some examinations, the specialist doctor shook his head with a complicated expression, "The arrow is sharp and has already damaged the bone marrow, and there is nothing I can do."

Si Yu's brows were deep.

The orthopedic specialists of the genius doctor are helpless.

What about Ah Zhao's legs?

The head of the door looked gloomy, shaking his head and sighing.

"What happened to girl Zhao? Who hit her so hard?

Her leg bones were frozen purple, even if it was delivered an hour earlier, it could still be saved. "

Song Zhao is the face of the genius doctor family.

Now that the knee has suffered such a heavy blow, I am afraid that I will no longer be able to treat the disease in the future.

This is not only a loss for the genius doctor family, but also a devastating blow to Song Zhao himself.

There is no other way, Si Yu can only bring Song Zhao back to the palace.

Now I can only hope that after Song Zhao wakes up, maybe she can find a way by herself.

After returning to the mansion, Penglai appeared in Song Zhao and Si Yu's bedroom.

Si Yu met a savior, "Master Penglai, please show Azhao quickly."

Penglai glanced at the door, "You go out first."

Si Yu handed Song Zhao over to Penglai with confidence.

After Si Yu left, Penglai sat down beside Ba Bu's bed, and swept Song Zhao's face with a dust whisk, "Scumbag, don't pretend to be dizzy."

Song Zhao lifted his eyelids, sat up half-propped up, and smiled at Penglai, "Hi, master."