Chapter 865 The real murdererCao Ji brought water and wiped Xia Rong's face. Looking at his pale face, her eyes turned red with pain.
At this moment, she noticed a teacup thrown carelessly beside the cave. She quickly picked it up and showed it to the military doctor: "Look, is the poison put in this cup?"
The military doctor sniffed it and then filled it. Some water was tested with a silver needle: "Yes, the poison is in this quilt."
Cao Ji looked at the thousands of soldiers and felt helpless. How could they find out with so many people?
At this time, Xia Rong spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Your Highness, Your Highness..." Cao Ji was startled and couldn't think of anything else.
After Xia Rong vomited blood, he fainted again, and his lips turned purple this time.
"Military doctor, military doctor, come and see what's wrong with His Highness!" Cao Ji shouted, extremely anxious.
The military doctor quickly gave Xia Rong an injection, and then took out a bottle of medicine from the medicine box and fed it to Xia Rong: "I tried my best. If something happens again, I can't do anything."
Cao Ji knelt down by the bed and looked at Xia Rong: "Your Highness, Wake up."
The military doctor quickly stopped him: "Girl, don't shake His Highness. The poison can't kill him, but if he doesn't detoxify, he won't wake up. It's better to find a way to detoxify quickly."
Cao Ji asked eagerly . Said: "What kind of poison has His Highness been poisoned?"
The military doctor was not sure: "I still need to do some research to know."
Cao Ji urged: "Then you hurry up and do research, don't waste time, if there is something wrong with His Highness, everyone will They will all be buried with him!"
The military doctor came out of the tent angrily, looked at everyone, and quickly went back to his tent to study the poison.
Seeing the military doctor's unhappy expression, Zhu Zeqing hesitated for a moment and walked into the tent: "What kind of poison has His Highness Seventh been poisoned?"
Considering that Zhu Zeqing had helped them countless times, Cao Ji had already accepted him by 60 to 70%. His attitude was pretty good: "I don't know, the military doctor said we need to study it."
Zhu Zeqing took out his handkerchief and wiped Xia Rong's recent blood: Xia Rong couldn't die, he had to live to the capital.
Then he put the veil away and left the tent.
"Cousin, I'm going to make a convenience." Zhu Zeqing patted Zhu Wei on the shoulder and walked into the forest.
He found a place with lush grass and squatted down to observe the movement. When he saw that no one was following him, he entered the space mall.
Click on the doctor's dialog box and indicate that you want to take a drug test.
The doctor asked Zhu Zeqing to give him the blood.
Zhu Zeqing passed the blood-stained handkerchief, then added money for urgent processing and got the report in a quarter of an hour.
After taking care of the business, Zhu Zeqing sat on the sofa and bought a bottle of drink. At the same time, he took his phone over and looked at the photos of Jiang Yining and his two children.
He missed them so much, but he couldn't go back now, otherwise he might never have a stable life again.
After sitting there and reading for a quarter of an hour, news from the doctor came.
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General FictionAuthor: Moon on the Galaxy/月上銀河 Type: Danmei novels Status: Chapter 925 Finale Introduction to the work: Zhu Zeqing, the most outstanding doctoral student at the best agricultural university in China, has always had a simple wish in his heart. After...