Miracle doctor cute baby: The black-bellied prince is not easy to mess with

Chapter 387 The Ghost King's Strategy

After Gui Xin swallowed the elixir, blood stopped coming from his mouth, but he closed his eyes, which means he passed out.

When the Six Evils came back, the Ghost King was closing his eyes and adjusting his breath.

None of the six people dared to disturb them, the ghost king felt the timid gazes from the six people, and asked in a dull voice, "Is everything settled?"

Tiansha among the six people replied: "Master, I will put them all in the Gu refining room. Do you want to...?"

"Go to Disha," the ghost king took out a key from his pocket and threw it to the man named Disha.

Looking at the unique key, several people felt their hair stand on end, and their hearts were sweating for the earth.

Seeing the ground as if holding a hot potato, the ghost king walked out with difficulty, closed his eyes and began to adjust his breath.

Tiansha and the others cupped their fists silently and retreated.

"Boss, do you think the master really wants to refine corpse Gu?"

Disha also shook his head with fear and warned: "Don't make random guesses, especially what the master thinks. Even if the master really decides to do this, we can only obey the order, otherwise we will end up like those corpses. Okay, let's all go back." rest."

After the few people dispersed, Tian Sha turned around and walked in the direction where Di Sha was going. At least he was a brother, and hoped that he could successfully complete the task.

And at the end of a foul-smelling passage, there are two secret rooms that can accommodate 300 people. The secret rooms are surrounded by iron walls and iron bars. Disha and his men are carrying fresh corpses and throwing them into another secret room. It was covered with green smoke, and the whole space was filled with a strange atmosphere. I saw ghost-faced brothers carrying corpses. For every five ghost-faced brothers who entered, one of them would be left inside. I guess it was more or less ominous?

Disha gritted his teeth and roared fiercely: "Hurry up, you don't want to die, right? So slow?"

No matter how he yells and speeds up, every time five of his people go in, one of them will not come out. Seeing that there are only two corpses left on the ground, and there are only seven people standing beside him. He swept towards the dead body on the ground with a look of fear on his face, wondering who would it fall on?

When Tiansha arrived, he saw this scene, and no one wanted to stand up and deal with the remaining two fearful corpses.

Tian Sha and Di Sha looked at each other, one of them went to push the door tacitly, and the other held the corpses of the two fears under their armpits. Just when the door opened to accommodate another person, Tian Sha threw the corpses of the two fears one behind the other. go in.

After the two finished their work, they looked at the subordinates standing in a row. At this moment, their faces were already glowing with a faint green light. I am afraid that these people will not be able to leave today.

The two brought the rest of the people to a secret room, turned and left without saying anything, and the people who stayed in the secret room also waited quietly, probably understood something.

They knew their fate since they entered the ghost hall, so they were very calm at the moment.

When July returned to Xiaoju, Mr. Jiu had already moved Wuyao and Yunxuan to the room.

Qiyue checked the condition of the two of them, and looked up at Mr. Jiu who had a question mark on his face, "Did you take the medicine-free blood bag?"

Mr. Jiu nodded confusedly, "Is there a problem?"

"No, thank you, I was too careless and forgot, thanks to you."

Like a child who just learned to speak, Mr. Jiu was praised and thanked by Qiyue. He opened his mouth and asked curiously: "Girl, how did you repair Master Xuan's chest?"

Qiyue took out the blood pressure and tied it to Yunxuan's arm while measuring it and replied: "It's sewn on."

"Sew it on?"

Mr. Jiu choked suspiciously.

But July [-]st couldn't explain this kind of professional terminology, so he could only explain it in a simple sentence.

"If Mr. Jiu is interested, you can discuss it with me when you have time."

Mr. Jiu said excitedly: "When?"

July put away the sphygmomanometer and looked at Mr. Jiu, "I'm a bit busy recently, why don't I tell Mr. Jiu some simple methods first, and let Mr. Jiu take care of these two patients."

At the end, I added, "Try the way I said?"

(End of this chapter)