After dressing as a delicate beauty, I got married

Ning Zhan couldn't see, and his hearing should be far better than that of a healthy mortal. When Zhao Cong was cut off, Ning Zhan didn't hear a single thing. Why?

At present, there are two possibilities: first, the murderer is not a mortal, or a cultivator, or a god, or some kind of ghost; second, Ning Zhan is lying.

If it was the former, then it was necessary to find out who Zhao Cong had grievances with. Since the murderer implicated the servants of the mansion, why did he let Ning Zhan go alone?If the latter, how did Ning Zhan do it?Ning Zhan does not have a sword cocoon in his palm, so it is impossible for him to be proficient in swordsmanship, or maybe Ning Zhan has other accomplices?For example, the red kite that Ning Zhan said died to save him?Chiyuan's death was originally a one-sided statement by Ning Zhan.

Yun Zuo couldn't figure it out, and Ye Changyao hadn't returned, so there was no one to discuss with, so he first responded to Ning Zhan's words: "The murderer seriously injured Mr. Zhao before you knew it, obviously he has a lot of cultivation. "

"Seriously injured..." Ning Zhan choked up and said, "Mr. Yun, you didn't lie to me, did you? Surely Mr. Zhao will not die?"

"Young Master Zhao really won't die." Yun Zuo said strangely, "You were around Young Master Zhao at that time, why didn't the murderer hurt you at all?"

Ning Zhan was puzzled and said: "I don't know, maybe the murderer kept me for other uses?"

"It is indeed possible." Yun Zuo observed Ning Zhan's expression carefully, and then said tentatively, "Yesterday, two people died in a row, and Mr. Zhao was injured again today. This Suzhou City is really not peaceful."

"Mr. Mo is a good man. He builds bridges and paves roads, and distributes porridge to save people. He doesn't deserve to die. As for Mr. Fang, I heard that he often hangs around the place of fireworks, so others don't know." Ning Zhan held Zhao Cong's right hand. His hands clenched tightly, "Master Fang will definitely find out the truth as soon as possible..."

Speaking of this, he said to Yun again: "Young Master Yun, can I trouble you to report the case to the government?"

Now that Zhao Cong was in a coma and Ye Changyao hadn't returned, he was worried about leaving Ning Zhan alone. If Ning Zhan wasn't the real murderer, leaving Ning Zhan alone would be tantamount to a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

So he replied: "When Mr. Ye comes back, I will report the crime."

"Yes." Ning Zhan said sincerely, "Thank you."

Yun Zuo asked curiously: "Mr. Ning, you must have called Mr. Zhao a Conglang in private? Why didn't you call him Conglang in front of outsiders?"

Ning Zhan remembered that he had slipped his tongue just now and called Cong Lang. When asked by Yun Zuo, he said with low self-esteem: "I was originally blind, and I was tortured by others. I understand that I am very different from Mr. Zhao." Good match, I can bear it in front of outsiders, but when it's just me and Mr. Zhao, I can't help but want to call Mr. Zhao a Conglang."

Yun Zuo comforted: "It's not your fault whether you're blind or being tortured/violated."

—— Ning Zhan once said that he suffered from other diseases and was misunderstood by quack doctors, so unfortunately he lost his sight.

Ning Zhan said this in front of Zhao Cong, so it should be credible.

Ning Zhan sniffed: "If I'm not blind, and I've never been tortured..."

Before he could utter the word "good" at the end, he actually vomited blood first.

Blood immediately overflowed from his mouth continuously, but within a short while, his clothes were soaked.

"I...I'm...what...what's the matter..." He wiped his lips with his right hand blankly, but his left hand was still tightly holding Zhao Cong's right hand.

The blood was black and purple, and Ning Zhan was obviously poisoned.

Yun Zuo couldn't understand the medicine and was helpless. Fortunately, Ye Changyao came back at this time.

Ye Changyao was holding a medicine bag in his hand. Seeing this, he dropped the medicine bag and touched Ning Zhan's acupoints so that Ning Zhan no longer vomited blood, so he said anxiously, "I'll go see the doctor."

Soon, the doctor was carried by Ye Changyao again.

After Ye Changyao put the doctor down, the doctor hurriedly placed his fingertips on the inside of Ning Zhan's wrist to diagnose Ning Zhan's pulse.

Seeing the doctor's frown tightened, Yun Zuo knew that Ning Zhan's situation must be not optimistic.

Sure enough, the doctor withdrew his hand and said: "This poison is dangerous, but I don't know what kind of poison it is, and I don't know how to detoxify it. I'm afraid you are going to prepare for this young master's funeral."

Yun Zuo was suspicious of Ning Zhan at first, but when Ning Zhan was poisoned and vomited blood suddenly, he even secretly speculated whether Ning Zhan was acting on purpose. Hearing this, he couldn't believe it: "Is he really bad or bad?"

The doctor said affirmatively: "judging by the pulse condition, even if he survives temporarily, he will definitely not survive this year."

Ye Changyao sent the doctor back again, and when he returned to the room, he saw Ning Zhan lying on the soft couch and passed out, but the blood on Ning Zhan's face and neck was wiped clean up.

Yun Zuo stood in front of the window and explained: "After you left, he fell into a coma. I wiped off the blood on his face and neck for him."

Ye Changyao looked at Ning Zhan with pity, before walking up to Yun Zuo and saying, "That doctor is the best doctor in Suzhou City, I'm afraid Mr. Ning...Mr. Yun, please take care of Mr. Ning and Mr. Zhao. I have to go to decoct medicine for Mr. Zhao."

Yun Zuo instructed: "Be careful."

Ye Changyao nodded, picked up the medicine bag from the ground, and went to the kitchen.

The decoction had been decocted for two hours before it was ready. Once the decoction was finished, he immediately took the decoction and went back to the room.

He sat on the side of the bed, cooled the decoction first, and then fed it to Zhao Cong. It took a lot of effort until the bottom of a bowl of decoction was drained, but many of the decoctions were not there. It smoothly slipped into Zhao Cong's throat, but from the corner of Zhao Cong's lips, through the neck, to the skirt and bedding.

He was able to put down the medicine bowl, and heard Yun Zou say: "Young Master Ning entrusted me to report the crime before the poisoning, and now his life and death are uncertain, do you think we should report the case?"

While wiping Zhao Cong with a handkerchief, Ye Changyao said calmly, "We have never done anything evil, so why are we afraid to report to the government? And the doctor already knows that we have come to the Zhao Mansion. If we want to pretend that nothing happened, we must You have to seal the doctor's mouth first, if you seal the doctor's mouth, it will appear that we are guilty of thieves."

"You are right, but if we go to report the case, I am afraid we will be suspected again." Yun Zuo said helplessly, "Mr. Zhao has lost a lot of blood. I don't know when he will wake up? Mr. Ning is also in a coma, and neither of us can do anything." As for the doctor, even if he is willing to testify for us, Mr. Fang may think that he has given false testimony."

When the words fell to the ground, the two fell silent.

After a while, Yunzuo made a decision: "I'll report the crime."

He didn't delay, and immediately used his skills to go to the government.

On that side, Mr. Fang couldn't sleep because of the pain of losing his son. After interrogating Ranxia, ​​he was sitting alone in the courtroom, thinking about these two murder cases.

Suddenly hearing the sound of drumming, he tensed up immediately, and then went to open the gate himself.

It was Yun Zuo who caught his eye, this Yun Zuo brought him bad news yesterday morning, maybe something happened now?

As he expected, the next moment he listened to Na Yun's voice: "The Zhao family was almost wiped out, and now only Mr. Zhao Cong and Mr. Ning Zhanning are alive."