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In the infirmary, a doctor was examining Song Chengpeng. Song Chengpeng's skin was gray-black, and his body smelled of rotten flesh. His mind was also confused, whining for a while, and sneering for a while.

This is the evil disease of the sky needle.

Ning Tao thought that it would take a day or two before he could do it, but after seeing Song Chengpeng's situation, he realized that he had overlooked one point, that is, Song Chengpeng had already been hollowed out by wine and lust, even though he was only in his twenties, But the body's resistance is not as good as that of a fifty-year-old person.

"Superintendent Jiang, there is a lot of delay and we have to be sent to the hospital." Liao Bing looked worried, "If someone dies here, it will be troublesome."

Jiang took a good look at Ning Tao, and asked his opinion with his eyes.

Ning Tao said: "I'm so sick, I really should be sent to the hospital. I don't know what the doctor said?"

The doctor who was examining Song Chengpeng looked back at Ning Tao with a solemn expression: "I couldn't find out his cause, and he seemed to be poisoned based on the superficial symptoms, but I did a routine blood test for him, and his blood It's normal again."

"Then send it to the hospital, let the hospital do a comprehensive examination." Jiang Hao said.

She knew very well what Ning Tao was thinking. Song Chengpeng had already been treated for the evil disease of Tianzheng. If Ning Tao could treat Song Chengpeng, it would be easy to handle. But Song Chengpeng is a card in Ning Tao's hand. The more serious Song Chengpeng's condition is, the greater the value of this card. How could Ning Tao save Song Chengpeng?

Liao Bing was eager to send Song Chengpeng away as soon as possible. As soon as Jiang Hao said this, he called two police officers to push Song Chengpeng and the stretcher out together.

Jiang Hao and Ning Tao walked behind, she leaned into Ning Tao's ear and whispered, "Will the hospital find out anything?"

Ning Tao whispered: "Don't worry,

If I can find out, I won't shoot him. "

Jiang Hao said: "Then I can rest assured."

Ning Tao said: "When we arrive at the hospital, we don't have to worry about anything. The doctor can do whatever he wants, but it can't be cured anyway. I just wait for Song Beikun. I want to see that his son is about to die. He can't help it. !"

It is almost certain that there are comprehension forces behind Chuangshi Biotechnology Company, otherwise Yin Molan might capsize in the gutter and be locked up in an underground laboratory. The existence of the comprehension forces made the matter of rescuing Yin Molan complicated and difficult, so Song Chengpeng's card was particularly important and must be played well.

Song Chengpeng was sent to an ambulance, and Ning Tao and Jiang Hao also boarded that car.

"I want to get in the car, get out of the way!" Behind the ambulance, Song Chengyi looked very angry and wanted to push away the policeman who was blocking him.

Ning Tao touched Jiang Hao's waist with his elbow: "Let him come up."

Jiang Hao said aloud: "Let him come up."

Song Chengyi got into the ambulance and stared at Ning Tao and Jiang Hao bitterly. With this look, he seemed to have seen the truth of the incident and smelled a conspiracy, but he had nothing to do with Ning Tao and Jiang Hao.

The ambulance drove out of the police station, entered the driveway and continued driving.

Ning Tao's gaze suddenly passed through the car window and landed on a pair of teenagers standing on the side of the road. The faces of the two teenagers were frozen in his sight.

The teenagers standing by the side of the road are Wu Xiaolin and Liu Xian'er.

Wu Xiaolin and Liu Xian'er also looked at Ning Tao with calm expressions.

Ning Tao was surprised. The appearance of Wu Xiaolin and Liu Xian'er here meant that they were members of the cultivation force behind Chuangshi Biotechnology Company, and Bai Sheng was also related to that cultivation force!

Could the deaths of Liu Shiba and Daoist Qingsong have something to do with that comprehension force?

Things are getting more and more complicated.

Jiang Hao also saw Wu Xiaolin and Liu Xian'er, and murmured: "Those two boys are so strange."

Ning Tao didn't talk to her about Wu Xiaolin and Liu Xianer's story. After all, there were medical staff and Song Chengyi in the car.

The ambulance went away in a blink of an eye, and Wu Xiaolin and Liu Xian'er also went further and further away, and finally disappeared.

Ning Tao looked away. He remembered a female cultivator wearing a bamboo hat and a face scarf that Yin Molan had mentioned. I don't know if it will appear this time?

At this time, Song Chengyi answered a call, and after a few words, he handed the phone to Ning Tao: "The one named Ning is looking for you."

Ning Tao put away his thoughts, he took Song Chengyi's cell phone, handed it to his ear, and said, "I'm Ning Tao, let's talk."

A man's deep voice came from the phone, giving the impression that he was suppressing his anger: "Doctor Ning, we have no grievances or hatred, and we don't know each other. Why did you want to kill my son?"

Ning Tao said indifferently: "It turned out to be Mr. Song. It's not kind of you to say that. If you have evidence, you can call the police and arrest me at any time. I'm taking your son to the hospital right now. I'm in the car. Your people are the worst!" It’s best not to make any noise, or you might have to buy a regret medicine.”

"We don't have to go around the corner, and we don't have to threaten each other. What do you want?"

Ning Tao said: "You know what I want, my friend, when you let my friend go, your son will be safe."

"That's not something I can decide!"

"Then who can call the shots?"

Song Beikun was silent for a while before saying: "I need to ask for instructions, please give me some time. No matter what the result is, I will come to the hospital to meet you."

He hung up the phone.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Ning Tao handed the phone back to Song Chengyi.

The ambulance arrived at the hospital, Song Chengpeng was sent to the emergency room, and Ning Tao and Jiang Hao were guarding outside the emergency room. Song Chengyi was like an ant on a hot pot, walking up and down the corridor at the door of the emergency room, making or answering a call from time to time.

Ning Tao took a sky needle and poked it back and forth on a roll of medical gauze. He wasn't bored, he was practicing the hundred-step piercing Yangtian needle technique. He didn't tie it casually, but aimed at the fixed gaps in the gauze, using this method to improve hand-eye coordination and hand feel.

Jiang Hao watched Ning Tao prick the gauze with a needle, his eyes were full of curiosity and affection. As long as Ning Tao stuck, she stared at Ning Tao for as long as possible. Such a boring thing seems to be a very interesting thing in her eyes.

For people who love each other, even if the other party is pinching their feet, it is still pleasing to the eye.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye.

The door of the emergency room opened, and several medical staff came out of the emergency room.

"Doctor, what's the matter?" Song Chengyi anxiously greeted him.

The doctor took off his mask and shook his head: "I'm sorry, we have tried our best, let's prepare for the funeral."

"Ah?" Song Chengyi was stunned on the spot.

The doctor continued: "I have never encountered such a situation in my life. The patient looks like symptoms of poisoning, but his blood test is normal. We have done a comprehensive scan of his body organs, and it is normal. But his physical function is rapidly declining. We can't find out the cause, so we can't treat it properly. He still has some time, you can go see him for the last time."

Song Chengyi rushed into the emergency room.

Ning Tao put away the sky needle and gauze, and entered the emergency room with Jiang Hao.

Song Chengpeng was lying on the operating table, his face was gray and black, and his whole body exuded a corpse-like smell that only corpses can have. He closed his eyes, dying.

"Brother, open your eyes and look at me, tell me who did it, and I will avenge you!" When Song Chengyi said this, he glanced at Ning Tao, and his eyes were full of hatred.

Ning Tao's heart didn't fluctuate. In his eyes, Song Chengyi was just a cat and a dog, and he didn't even have the right to threaten him.

Song Chengpeng opened his eyes and said in a trembling voice, "Help me... a lot of evil spirits are grabbing my feet... they're going to drag me to the ground... I'm so cold... save me..."

Song Chengyi grabbed Song Chengpeng's hand, but before he could say any words of comfort, he seemed to think of something, and then let go of his hand, for fear of being infected with a bad disease.

There were footsteps outside the door, and a group of people walked in.

For a man in his fifties, tall and thin, with sharp eyes and a strong aura. He is a true warrior with high internal strength.

Without his introduction, Ning Tao also guessed his identity. He is Song Beikun, the real owner of Chuangshi Biotechnology Company.

Song Beikun was followed by four bodyguards, all of whom were also strong warriors. Wu Xiaolin and Liu Xian'er also came, standing at the back of the group, looking at Ning Tao calmly.

The atmosphere in the emergency room suddenly became tense and depressing, as if the slightest spark would detonate an explosion.

"Chengyi, you go out." Song Beikun's first words came.

Song Chengyi froze for a moment, then nodded and left the emergency room.

Wu Xiaolin closed the door.

Song Beikun walked towards the operating table, looking at the dying Song Chengpeng, tears welled up in his eyes. He was a person in the 1960s. At that time, family planning was being implemented, and he gave birth to a son like Song Chengpeng. Seeing Song Chengpeng lying half dead on the operating table now, how could he not feel sad and anxious.

"Peng'er, Dad came to see you, don't worry, I will definitely save you." Song Beikun's voice was a little choked up.

Song Chengpeng looked at the ceiling, his face was full of horror: "Ghosts... so many ghosts... they want to eat me... save me... I don't want to die..."

Song Beikun wiped the corner of his eyes, turned around, and looked at Ning Tao: "Cure my son, and your friend will be fine. If my son dies, your friend will not live either."

Ning Tao said indifferently: "Where is my friend?"

Song Beikun said in a cold voice, "If you cure my son, you will see him naturally."

Ning Tao sneered: "I don't think you have figured out the situation? Your son will die at any moment, but you are still negotiating terms with me? I can wait, can you wait? If there is something wrong with my friend, Let me tell you, not only your son, I will not let go of anyone involved in this matter. What happened to your son will happen to you."

"How dare you threaten me!" Song Beikun was furious. This was probably the first time he had encountered it in decades of life.

The four warriors moved instantly, trapping Ning Tao in the middle.

Jiang Hao snorted coldly, and the operating room was suddenly terribly cold!

This is a sign that she is going to make a move. In addition to the ability to brush her face, freezing is also her ability. It's okay for Ning Tao to be frozen, just shatter the ice, but if ordinary people are frozen by her, their blood will be frozen and they will die miserably on the spot!

At this moment of tension, a crisp voice sounded in the emergency room: "Doctor Ning, do you have to get to this point?"

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