The Strongest Peach Luck Stupid Doctor

Chapter 87 Please save me

Song Jiang went to the bathroom to look in the mirror, and found that his face was indeed a little blue, wondering:
"Strange, I was quite normal when I washed my face just now, why..."

"Dad, could it be the poison attack?"

"What kind of poison, don't listen to his nonsense."

Song Jiang said disdainfully: "Maybe it's some small problem, he deliberately scares me."

Before the words were finished, Song Jiang suddenly felt his legs go weak.

Then, the whole person fell to the ground.

Song Zihao, who was about to leave, was startled, and ran over quickly, intending to help his father up.

However, Song Jiang only felt that those legs were not his own, let alone straining, he didn't even feel a little bit of consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, he lost all feeling in his arm.

Song Jiang suddenly panicked, remembering what Gao Qiang said before leaving, he couldn't help being frightened.

"He already knew..."

"what do you know?"

Song Zihao was taken aback, not knowing what his father was referring to.

Song Jiang raised his head in horror, and said anxiously: "Your friend, he already knew that I was going to be poisoned, so hurry up... call him."

"Ah, ok... ok, I'll call right away."

Seeing his father like this, Song Zihao also became anxious, took out his mobile phone tremblingly, and called Gao Qiang.

beep……

Listening to the notification tone on the phone, the father and son felt that this moment was extremely long.

The two waited for a long time before Gao Qiang finally answered the phone.

Song Zihao couldn't wait to say: "Mr. Gao, something happened to my dad."

"Let your father tell me himself."

Gao Qiang's tone was very cold, as if there was no emotion involved.

Song Zihao quickly looked at his father, and gave him a wink, meaning to tell him.

Seeing this, Song Jiang froze for a moment.

Let me be the head of the inspectorate, let me beg for mercy with a young man in his 20s?
How can this be?

If he really did this, how can the position of the Inspectorate be continued?
Song Jiang's face was livid, and he didn't say a word.

"Dad, say something."

Song Zihao beside him scratched his head anxiously, lowered his voice and kept urging.

Song Jiang's face was very ugly, but he suddenly found that his arm had also begun to lose feeling, and he said quickly: "Mr. Gao, please help me detoxify."

"just wait."

After all, he had to ask Song Jiang to do things for him, so Gao Qiang didn't make things difficult for him. After hanging up the phone, he returned to Song's house.

When he got here, Song Jiang couldn't move at all below his chest, only his neck could twist slightly.

Seeing Gao Qiang coming, he immediately became excited and said in a trembling voice, "Mr. Gao, I was wrong, please help me."

Song Zihao was so anxious that he was sweating, "Mr. Gao, look..."

"Help me undress him."

Song Jiang was obviously different from Zhu Wenqiang, his poisoning was more violent, and the symptoms of poisoning were more dangerous, so Gao Qiang didn't talk nonsense, just took out the silver needle and began to give him acupuncture.

As the silver needle continued to pierce Song Jiang's chest, his complexion gradually improved, and his limbs gradually became conscious.

Gao Qiang asked, "How do you feel?"

"A little numb..."

"It's okay to be numb, it may still hurt a little later."

After Gao Qiang finished speaking, before Song Jiang could react, he slapped Song Jiang on the chest.

puff!
Song Jiang tilted his head and spit out a big mouthful of black blood.

After a while, his face turned rosy as if he was drunk.

After working for a long time, Song Jiang finally regained consciousness in his limbs. Although he couldn't get out of bed immediately, he could move.

Song Zihao said sincerely: "Thank you Mr. Gao, thank you so much."

Gao Qiang sat on the opposite sofa, raised his legs leisurely, and said lightly, "You're welcome, we're just helping each other."

Song Jiang moved the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to thank him, but felt embarrassed.

Gao Qiang looked at him and said calmly, "Shall we talk?"

Help!

Song Jiang has been around for many years, knowing that favors are the hardest to repay, and he owes a lot of favors.

He was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "Mr. Gao wants to deal with Zhao Yousheng, right? I can help."

Gao Qiang shook his head lightly, and said lightly, "I'll talk about this later, let's talk about who poisoned you first."

Song Jiang thought that Gao Qiang would bring up the matter of Zhao Yousheng again, but he didn't expect the other party to talk about the poisoning first.

He froze for a moment, frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought.

Song Zihao didn't dare to say anything, he made a pot of tea himself, poured a cup for Gao Qiang, and put it in front of him.

Gao Qiang was not in a hurry, picked up the tea and took a sip, then looked at Song Jiang silently.

Seeing this, Song Jiang frowned even deeper.

Because, he met acquaintances these two days, and he didn't believe that these people would poison him.

"Unexpected?" A sneer appeared on the corner of Gao Qiang's mouth.

Song Jiang looked up at him, then nodded silently.

Gao Qiang said lightly: "Then I will give you some hints, the person who poisoned him is named Zhao!"

"Zhao Yousheng?"

Song Jiang shrank his eyes, but relaxed again, frowned and said: "Mr. Gao, I have already promised to help you deal with him. You don't need to tell me these things."

Gao Qiang smiled and said sarcastically, "Don't believe it? It doesn't matter, you and Zhu Wenqiang have the same symptoms of poisoning, and he has already found out the person who poisoned you.

If you give him a call, you will know that what I said is true or false. "

"Zhu Wenqiang?"

Song Jiang stared at Gao Qiang suspiciously, as if he wanted to see from his face whether what he said was true or not.

Gao Qiang smiled and didn't speak. He called Zhu Wenqiang just now and knew that the person who poisoned him was Zhao Yousheng.

Otherwise, he would not have detoxified Song Jiang so easily, at least he would need some means of control.

Now that everyone has a common enemy, with Song Jiang's character, will he just sit back and ignore it?

Song Jiang still couldn't believe it, so he took out his mobile phone and called Zhu Wenqiang.

"That's right, the person who poisoned was Zhao Yousheng."

Hearing Zhu Wenqiang's answer, Song Jiang suddenly fell silent, because he suddenly remembered that he had indeed had a meal with Zhao Yousheng a week ago.

At the beginning, Zhao Yousheng kept talking about the scenic spot.

However, Song Jiang went to the toilet and came back, but he didn't mention it again.

Thinking about it now, it should have been poisoned at that time.

"Ma De, this bastard, if you dare to attack me, you will die!"

Song Jiang's face was terribly gloomy, and he raised his head and said, "Mr. Gao, you don't have to worry about this. I'll take care of him."

Gao Qiang's face softened, and he said with a smile: "Haha, then thank Director Song."

"You're welcome, we're all friends."

Song Jiang glanced at Song Zihao, smiled at Gao Qiang, and said, "If you need help in the future, just let me know. My Zihao will ask Mr. Gao to take care of him."

"Oh, it should be."

Gao Qiang answered casually, but sneered in his heart.

This old fox, he hangs it up when he has nothing to do with it, and he desperately posts it when he sees the benefits.

Song Jiang didn't take it seriously, and chatted with Gao Qiang with a smile, asking about his health, just like an elder.

(End of this chapter)