Siheyuan: I want you to help me practice

In the middle courtyard of the courtyard, all those with flashlights were turned on at this time.

In Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui was in front, and Xu Damao, Qin Huairu and others followed, taking a photo of Yi Zhonghai's house from a distance with the help of the light provided by the flashlight.

"Hiss..." The crowd all leaned back and gasped.

Vicious murder!
Serial Murder!

Perverted killer!

All kinds of horror elements began to revive in everyone's minds.

The main reason is that the scene was too horrific. Yi Zhonghai fell into the bathtub, as if dead, with a strange shape, while He Yushui fell on the threshold, as if he wanted to run, but he didn't. I don't know if it was a psychological factor. Everyone also smelled a strong smell of blood.

"Copy, copy everyone!" Rao Liu Haizhong was so courageous that he didn't dare to act rashly at this time.

If he didn't want to take this opportunity to re-establish his prestige as the second uncle, Liu Haizhong would have ignored him long ago.

Everyone took shovels, hoes, sickles, and kitchen knives for nothing, and finally, after everyone had a "weapon", they continued to approach Yi Zhonghai's house.

Gradually, everyone felt something was wrong.

"Why is there such a strong smell of alcohol? Killing people after being drunk? Isn't it so strong?"

Liu Haizhong's brows were also frowned, twisted into a Sichuan shape, and he didn't know why.

At first Xu Damao followed the crowd, but when he got close to Zhao Jun's house, he knocked on the door of Zhao Jun's house before the crowd.

When it comes to licking the leader, Xu Damao has always been progressive.

When Zhao Jun heard the knock on the door, he felt that it was almost done, and if he didn't show up again, it might give others a feeling of "deliberately doing it".

This is not in line with the perfect image created by Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun yawned and slowly opened the door of his room.

"Oh? It's Damao, what's the matter?" Zhao Jun stretched his waist, pretending not to wake up, and then said, looking at the residents gathered in the yard, pretending to be surprised : "What are you guys doing? What happened?"

Everyone thought of Zhao Jun's combat power, and immediately changed their family. It wasn't bangs, but mainly because Zhao Jun was too strong.

Xu Damao explained the matter carefully next to Zhao Jun, and Zhao Jun was shocked immediately.

Facing everyone in the courtyard, he delivered a 3000-word impassioned speech, directly expressing his indignation on the matter, and promised to seek justice to catch the murderer and restore justice.

The crowd applauded.

At this time, Yi Zhonghai seemed unimportant, because the glory had already shrouded the hearts of everyone in the courtyard.

In this story, everyone thought that Yi Zhonghai was dead.

who knew...

"Help me, save me..." Yi Zhonghai woke up for a brief moment during the coma caused by methanol poisoning and headache. At this moment, when he sensed someone outside the house, he mobilized all his strength on his throat and let out a weak cry for help.

"Alive!" Zhao Jun was very active at this time, before anyone else could speak first, he said it first.

And took the lead and rushed to Yi Zhonghai's room.

The people in the courtyard were led by Zhao Jun, so naturally their courage increased greatly, and they rushed into Yi Zhonghai's room after him.

Turning on the lights, everyone fell silent.

Even Zhao Jun was stunned, as if he didn't expect Yi Zhonghai to be so ruthless.

In the tub, quite a bit of blood had accumulated. Although it didn't flow much at this time, it was still shocking.

The cut part was randomly thrown into the basin. As long as the onlookers were men, they were a little unsteady on their feet. It was really painful to watch.

Next to it, alcohol bottles, gauze, needles and threads, the familiar dagger...

All of these points to a conclusion——Yi Zhonghai has...

"Send him to the hospital..." The corner of Zhao Jun's mouth twitched, he didn't say much, and arranged to be sent to the hospital directly.

There is no way, it's too disgusting, and Zhao Jun doesn't know what to say.

It's outrageous!
Zhao Jun found a bag and covered the alcohol bottle.

With his cultivation base, this bit of poison must have no effect.

In fact, if He Yushui wasn't too weak, he wouldn't have been poisoned directly.

It's like now that everyone in the courtyard is in the house, there is no second faint.

In this way, everyone started to help Yi Zhonghai, put him on a simple stretcher, and several young men took turns to carry him.

Even He Yushui was taken to the hospital.

When going to the hospital, Yan Bugui was definitely going to show up, so he rode a bicycle and followed him all the way.

After all, he had known Yi Zhonghai for decades, and seeing Yi Zhonghai's tragic situation at this time, he couldn't help feeling a little sad.

For a while, there was a feeling that time had passed and it was better to go back.

Think of Zhao Jun calmly commanding in the crowd.

Yan Bugui suddenly realized.

Lie flat, we old bones should abdicate.

One generation manages the affairs of another generation, and now is the era of the surname Zhao...

Finally, the hospital arrived.

Yi Zhonghai's tragic situation must be an emergency.

Without waiting, he was rushed directly to the emergency room.

The doctors and nurses, who had experienced battles, were a little shocked when they saw the situation clearly.

I called Yan Bugui to ask, and I was even more surprised.

"Why is it your hospital again?!" Dr. Wang brought two nurses to ask about the situation, but Yan Bugui was directly recognized by one of the nurses.

The nurse's surname was Liu, and after she blurted out, her expression was a little troubled.

"Doctor Wang, do you still remember Jia Dongxu? It's from their hospital." Nurse Liu explained in a low voice next to Dr. Wang's ear.

Dr. Wang nodded when he heard the words. The patient was the most seriously injured he had seen in half a year.

However, he didn't understand what Xiao Liu meant when he suddenly mentioned this.

Dr. Wang gave Nurse Liu a puzzled expression.

Nurse Liu's expression was tangled, and she leaned into Dr. Wang's ear and continued, "Later, there was a man named He in their hospital, who was also dead... And then, that Jia Geng, he didn't have anything, and he hasn't been discharged yet... Now , this Yi Zhonghai is also... and obviously self-inflicted!"

As Dr. Wang listened, his throat became a little dry, and his face began to sweat.

"In such a short period of time, there are so many similar injuries, it is absolutely impossible to be a coincidence! There is also self-harm... This is a feudal superstition! It is definitely a feudal superstition!"

Dr. Wang secretly gave Nurse Liu a look, and whispered something in her ear.

Nurse Liu nodded after listening, and went to the layman.

Yan Bugui may have realized something at this time, and felt a little ashamed, so he blushed and told Dr. Wang about the situation, then quietly found a corner and shrank back.

Fortunately, the members of the Liu family, Yan Bugui's wife and son are all here, but he is not alone.

Yi Zhonghai's situation is more complicated. There are both trauma and internal poisoning, and the erosion of 95% ethanol makes the wound difficult to treat.

In line with the principle of saving lives, the operation began in the hospital first.

However, Yan Bugui and others began to study the issue of surgical fees.