The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 181

The image of Lao Mu is very frightening, with blood all over his body, he doesn't know if it belongs to him or who else.

The originally hideous mask was cut with a sharp weapon, and blood dripped down his mask, staining his pants red.

The pair of Jiefang shoes were no longer clean, but were covered with coagulated blood, leaving a blood-red footprint with every step.

Thinking of what Wu Chen once said, if you want to go upstairs, you must kill me first...

I couldn't help but shiver.

Wu Chen, Nobita!them……

In an instant, my head seemed to be struck by lightning, and my fists were clenched tightly. I really couldn't bear it, I couldn't bear such a big blow.

I rushed towards Lao Mu angrily.

It's a pity that my physical strength has been exhausted, and the soles of my feet are soft now, so how can I fight against Lao Mu?

Even though he looked so weak at this time.

But he dealt with me very easily.

One kick, one kick, and like a kite with a broken string, I flew directly from the door to the center of the hall, lying there, staring at Lao Mu with red eyes.

But Lao Mu didn't look at me, but rushed to Mu Xiaoxiao's side like crazy, knelt on the ground and watched Mu Xiaoxiao's soul that was about to drift away, crying unceasingly.

That cry was very sad, very vicissitudes, very painful, and very helpless.

After crying a few times, he ran to the side of the little ghost again, looked at the little ghost who was also about to disappear, and started crying again.

I stared at him blankly, not knowing what kind of relationship he had with Mu Xiaoxiao, and why he was crying so sadly?And why, he wants to revive Mu Xiaoxiao?
Is it?

Lao Mu, Lao Mu?

Could it be that he is Mu Xiaoxiao's father?

I felt a pain in my heart again.

I have never received a father's love, and I don't know what kind of love it is.

But I have seen countless times the emotional outpouring between father and son, father and daughter.

For example, the kind of hatred between Gan Yunshan and Daxiong.

It was a great emotion that made me feel warm and great, but I couldn't imagine it, and I didn't have the opportunity to touch it.

That's right, only the great emotion of fatherly love can make him so painstaking and spare no effort to find a way to revive his daughter.

There is no moral bondage here, nor is there any legal bondage, there is only a simple love.

At this moment, here and here, regardless of other concepts, this kind of love is great, and no one can insult it.

I stared blankly at Lao Mu crying, crying, and I had no way to stop him from doing anything.

After a long time, he took out a milky white bead the size of a fist from his pocket and placed it on the ground.

Afterwards, I recited a spell that even I found rough and incomprehensible, and then I saw a trace of Mu Xiaoxiao's soul being pulled out of her ghost body and burrowed into the milky white bead, and then the little female ghost A trace of the soul was also drawn out, and also merged into the bead.

The original milky white bead turned into crystal clear black with the intrusion of two souls, and two faces faintly appeared on the bead's surface, one was Mu Xiaoxiao, and the other, naturally, belonged to the little female ghost.

Lao Mu carefully put the beads into his bosom, then glared at me angrily.

Just when I thought he was going to come to collect my life, he actually rushed directly to the passage behind the support platform and jumped down.

he ran away?He actually ran away!
I didn't have time to think about why he ran away. I tried my best to get up and staggered to the door.

The gate of the hall is only tens of meters away from the stairs, but I fell several times.

On the ground, dots of blood dripped out along the way, and the big blood-red footprints were either clear or obscurely embedded in the red carpet, which shocked me.

Finally, I ran into the stairwell, and the moment I pushed open the fire door in the stairwell, I smelled a heavy smell of smoke.

what's the situation?
I staggered down the stairs, and suddenly saw Wu Chen and Daxiong sitting side by side in a pool of blood with their backs against the wall.

Nobita had tears in his eyes, and he was pinching the end of his cigarette tremblingly in his hands, smoking desperately.

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Wu Chen coughed violently.

The fiery red cigarette was about to fall with the violent shaking of his body, but Daxiong stretched out his hand to straighten it every time.

Wu Chen pressed his abdomen with his hand, his hand was full of blood, but there was still a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said intermittently to Daxiong: "What is this, what happened to my brother before, compared to this It's much more serious, this little injury is really nothing serious."

Daxiong clutched his abdomen desperately with one hand, and his voice was also weak: "I know you are awesome, Lord Xiong, and I didn't brag about it. How about we just let go of the knife? Just let me fuck you."

Wu Chen grinned, and stretched out a thumb: "Master Xiong is really good, but he almost missed the head, so he didn't poke my intestines."

Nobita blushed, and suddenly he was speechless.

I fell down on the steps: "Hey, are you two still talking mentally?"

Wu Chen stretched out a finger and pointed to his stomach: "I can't help it, cough, I'm already like this, cough, if I try my best, I'm really dead."

Nobita lowered his head: "It's all my fault."

Wu Chen shook his head: "I don't blame you, didn't you just want to save me? If you didn't do anything at that time, I would have died. You stabbed me but saved my life."

Then he looked at me again: "What's up there?"

I made an 'OK' gesture: "It's done."

Wu Chen coughed twice again: "I knew you had won when I heard the screams of that ghost girl, but your speed is too slow, bro, I can barely hold on."

I blushed, yes, if I hadn't acted decisively at the time, maybe what I saw now would not be two collapsed living people, but two corpses, and I would feel sorry for them even if I died.

I smelled the strange smell of blood and smoke in the stairwell: "What should I do now?"

Wu Chen smiled lightly, stretched out his hand and threw a pack of cigarettes to me, this action seemed to tug on his wound, and he grinned in pain.

I didn't smoke at first, but when I saw him throwing it so hard, I always wanted to save face, took out one and stuffed it into my mouth, Daxiong hurried over to light it for me.

A puff of smoke pierced my lungs, making me cough and cough.

Wu Chen laughed loudly: "I don't smoke either, but it's very refreshing to have one after finishing work."

I don't know how other people enjoy it. I feel that the smoke is really spicy and unpleasant when I swallow it in my lungs.

"In the future, you will gradually get used to it. You can see how adaptable Nobita is."

Wu Chen laughed wickedly, he didn't look like someone who was seriously injured at all.

I frowned: "You haven't answered me yet."

Wu Chen shrugged: "What else can I do? Call the police."

Call the police?I rely on!Do you need to say that?

As soon as I took out my phone, I smelled a strong smell of smoke, not the cigarettes we smoked, but the smell of burnt rubber, wood or something like that.

Then I heard a cry: "Fire! Put out the fire!"

(End of this chapter)