1188: Chapter 1191 - Chapter 1191: Poison on the arrow

Chapter 1191 - Chapter 1191: Poison on the arrow

Chapter 1191: Poison on the arrow2

Zhou Awu turned around and faced Gu Boyang with a slight frown: “You are Gu Boyang?” He had heard this name many times. Today, it was the first time he saw him. He was a middle-aged man with a leg disability.

Gu Boyang also looked at Zhou Awu and said: “Who are you?” This man has a scar on his face and looks like a villain. However, Gu Boyang can see based on his experience for several years as a policeman that this man was not a villain.

Zhou Awu took a few steps toward Gu Boyang and stopped beside Bai Zhi. “I am Zhier’s eldest brother. I heard that you have sworn brother and sister with her, so you are now also my eldest brother.”

Gu Boyang suddenly realized that it was Zhou Awu mentioned by Bai Zhi.

“Are you Zhou Awu?” Gu Boyang’s eyes fell on Bai Zhi’s bed. A man was lying there named Chu Yan. He had met him before in Qiyunshan.

The emperor of the State of Chu.

Instead of sitting on the dragon chair, he ran here and suffered a serious injury.

It seems that the target of those killers was not him and Ba Zhi, but the emperor.

Xiao Qing walked to Bai Zhi, held her hand, and said in a low voice: “Miss, you go to wash. You don’t want him to wake up and see you like this, right?”

Bai Zhi lowered her head and realized that her body was stained with blood.

No wonder Chu Yan was so distressed and worried when he looked at her. He must have thought she was hurt.

Although she doesn’t know when he would wake up, she also hoped that when he woke up, the first sight he saw was not the Bai Zhi who currently look like this.

She told Song Lang, “Go and get the book. I’ll wait for you here.”

Song Lang nodded, took a deep look at her, turned, and walked out.

He had a house in Liuxian County, where many books he had brought from the Kingdom of Jin were stored. He had originally planned to move to Jingzhou, but luckily he hadn’t moved.

After some time, the small courtyard of the Bai Family soon recovered to calm. The government sent people to drive out the people who were watching. No one was allowed to get close to it, and no one was allowed to discuss what happened there.

After Bai Zhi washed up, she hurried back to her room. Chu Yan hasn’t woken up. His pulse was weak and his face was as pale as the paper. What was the difference between him and the person who was terminally ill and was about to die?

When Zhou Awu saw her coming back, he quickly asked her, “Zhi’er, how is the emperor? Why is his face getting worse and worse?”

After the examination, Bai Zhi sat down at the bedside with her eyebrows frowning. After a moment of silence, she said, “The arrow has poison. The poison is very powerful. Although I used the detoxification needle to expel some poison, he still has a large amount of poison in his body. This kind of poison spreads into his limbs through blood flow. If the poison can not be removed as soon as possible, even if he can survive, he will never be the same again.”

Zhou Awu wondered, “What does it mean he will never be the same again?” He could not imagine that the emperor would be paralyzed in bed like the empress dowager. Will he also have crooked eyes and mouth? And can’t move?

However, Bai Zhi said: “The poison in his body is easy to expel, so it’s not a big problem. The most important thing is the poison in his brain.”

If the antidote cannot be made, it will likely cause blindness, or even mental problems, and become stupid.

She couldn’t imagine it because Chu Yan was an emperor. How could he stay as the emperor if he was blind or stupid?

The people who poisoned him have evil intentions. They never wanted Chu Yan’s life. What they wanted was the situation in front of them.

Bai Zhi suddenly looked up and said, “Do you know who did it?”

Zhou Awu was silent for a while, then he bit his teeth and nodded.

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