It may be because other toxins in his body suppressed the fermentation of the virus.
Although the onset of illness may be longer than others, it is difficult to avoid death in the end.
As the saying goes, you can avoid the first day of the first year, but the fifteenth.
"Master Tired, let me tell Madam, Madam must have a way."
Leng Tiong glanced at Bo Hua lightly, his voice fluctuating slightly, "Don't tell her."
Bo Hua's face suddenly turned pale. He looked at the man and shouted: "Master Tired, Madam is a genius doctor. She can save the old lady, and she can definitely save you too!"
Without raising his head, Leng Ying said: "Even if she is a genius doctor, it will take at least five days to develop an antidote. I'm afraid it will only last three days."
"If she knows how to save me, I'm afraid she will follow me."
He was even more afraid that she would be crazy!
She should have been so proud all her life, and she should be the god of M nation all her life.
How could he delay her.
With these words, Bohua's footsteps instantly stiffened in place, his eyelids drooped slightly, and the pain in the fundus could not be concealed. "But if it continues to develop like this, I am afraid that there is no hope at all."
"Tired, Tired Lord, no matter what, I can't just watch you..."
"Stop talking." Leng Juo suddenly interrupted Bo Hua's words. He got up and walked towards the second floor. A low-pitched male voice continued, "Get the car and go to Tianou Villa."
Hearing these words, Bohua felt cold.
Tianou Villa is also a mansion under the name of Lord Juan, but he has never been there.
Now it's about to pass suddenly, I'm afraid I just want to avoid Qiao Yimo!
Bo Hua closed his eyes in pain.
Is there really any other way?
Leng Juan quietly left the Lengzhai, no one knew, only Bohua sent him.
That night, everyone in the senior Leng family was called to the Tianou Villa.
It's like....... Leng Tiong is announcing the last thing.
The Leng family is going to shake the sky.
When Bo Hua returned to the cold house to take things, he looked at everything he was familiar with and couldn't help but blush.
He felt gloomy, wiped his eyes quickly, and prepared to turn and leave.
The moment he turned around, he ran into Qiao Yimo who was coming back from prison.
It was raining outside, and Qiao Yimo got wet.
Bo Hua saw her and wanted to avoid it with a guilty conscience.
Qiao Yimo watched him sneakily and said coldly: "What's the matter?"
Bo Hua could not find a reason, and then pointed to her soaked clothes, and then said: "Madam, your clothes are wet, please go upstairs and change them quickly. Be careful of catching a cold."
Since she was wearing a white shirt, the inside of the clothes was obvious when they were wet. Qiao Yimo thought that Bohua was concerned about this. She folded her arms in embarrassment, and then prepared to go upstairs to change her clothes.
"Madam, the antidote to the virus will take at least a few days to work out?"
When Qiao Yimo heard this, he stopped and said indifferently: "Five days at the earliest."
"Can't it be faster?"
"Five days is already the limit."
In fact, she was also very anxious in her heart. She worked out an antidote. She didn't need to send people to force Yan Si to confess to the old thief every day. Then she could kill him directly.
Therefore, she squeezed out the five days.
Bo Hua's eyes were glaring, he twitched the corners of his mouth, "Mrs., I'll go now."
"Um."
Qiao Yimo responded lightly, and ran directly towards the second floor without turning his head back.
But almost the next second, Qiao Yimo rushed down from the bedroom on the second floor.
above!
bedroom!
Bed!
No one!
Where did Leng Tire go?
Qiao Yimo has never been so anxious. She clenched her fists and pressed her pink lips tightly.
He is still sick, where can he go?
Qiao Yimo became more and more angry, took out his mobile phone and dialed Liuxin's mobile phone.
"Help me check the whereabouts of Leng Tired!" A cold female voice came from the receiver.
Liu Xin had goose bumps all over her body, and she had never seen Qiao Yimo have such a temper.
Liu Xin didn't dare to ask anything, and could only do so.
Qiao Yimo pressed his lips tightly, waiting anxiously for the result that Liu Xin on the phone would find out. JrNovels.com