Chapter 642 Can It Be Saved?

As it turned out, he wasn't superstitious.

Some things really exist.

Similarly, if Bai Yi, who often reads horror novels, was here, he would immediately think of what Wen Xiaoai was talking about about corpse poison.

After all, corpse poison is a common word in horror novels.

The alcoholic probably already guessed what hurt Jun Moyan.

But he still has no solution.

It was the first time Wen Xiaoai and Tsing Yi had seen each other when they heard the alcoholic talk, and the despairing tone made them panic immediately.

"...can it be saved?"

The tears that Wen Xiaoai had finally stopped burst out again.

"I, I don't know how to cure this poison." The alcoholic also looked worried and anxious.

"Then, what should we do?"

"Don't cry, don't cry, there will be a way, there will be a way."

Seeing that Wen Xiaoai was about to cry again, the drunkard hurriedly spoke to comfort him.

He is most afraid of hearing other people cry. In the past, whenever Brother Yi cried, he couldn't help but cry along with him...

"Then save him quickly." Wen Xiaoai pursed her lips, trying not to cry.

"Go back to Wuyuan first, I'll try."

The drunkard said, holding a small flashlight in one hand and carefully examining Jun Moyan's wound with tweezers in the other.

He could see the wound clearly, but he was really not sure whether it could be healed or not.

"Where was the man who hurt him?" asked the drunk.

"Dead, dead."

"Where's the body?"

"... gone."

"Where is it? Tell Tsing Yi to send someone to find the corpse. I'll see if I can find a way on the corpse."

If I guessed correctly, the one who hurt Jun Moyan might be a corpse.

To put it bluntly, it is a dead person.

And it's a dead body.

As for what the dead body is and why it happened, the drunkard himself couldn't tell.

Anyway, it's just a corpse, so it should be fine for everyone to see, as long as it doesn't grow three heads and six arms, it's fine.

"Look, can't find, disappeared."

Wen Xiaoai heard that the drunkard said that she would send someone to look for her, and she was afraid that they would find something, and even more afraid that they would find out that she was a demon.

"As long as he doesn't disappear from the world, he can be found even in the ends of the world." Tsing Yi's voice mixed with anger came from the front.

His hand holding the steering wheel kept tightening, his face was ashen.

I can't wait to tear this person who hurt Jun Moyan into pieces.

The relationship between them and Jun Moyan has never been just that of subordinates, but also brothers who go through life and death.

The drunkard raised his eyes, glanced at Wen Xiaoai, and immediately understood what Wen Xiaoai meant by "disappeared".

It means to evaporate from the world.

"Forget it, no need, let's go back to Wuyuan first." The drunkard said.

"No need? What if that person has the antidote?" Tsing Yi was puzzled.

How can this be forgotten, this is a matter of life and death, and there is no chance to save a life.

"It won't have an antidote on it, don't waste time."

The drunkard was sure.

Tsing Yi was a little puzzled, didn't he just say that he was looking for a way in the corpse, why did he speak with such certainty now.

Tsing Yi had no choice but to listen to the drunkard and hurried back to Wuyuan.

Wen Xiaoai didn't know why the drunkard suddenly said no more, anyway, he was relieved to see that they didn't ask any more questions.

She was afraid that if she was in a hurry, she would say something that could not be explained at all.

After returning to Wuyuan, Tsing Yi carried Jun Moyan upstairs, carefully put him on the bed, and let him lie on his stomach.

The drunkard immediately opened the medicine box and began to clean his wound.

After cleaning the wound, the drunkard noticed that while the skin around the wound was rotting, there were also plaques.

Seeing this situation, the drunkard couldn't calm down for a while.