The vicious female supporting role is ruthless and arrogant

The body on the second bed was similar to the one on the first bed, except that its jaw was missing.

The patient in the third bed had his nose missing, and there was a big hole in the middle of his face.

The white cloth of the fourth bed was lifted, and there was a woman inside. She was wearing a black dress and no hood.

Zuo Zixuan smiled.

"I'll perform a magic trick for you, bringing the dead back to life..."

Zhang You, who had his back to them, heard Zuo Zixuan's words. He became curious and turned around to look at them from a distance.

"Watch out, I'm about to start casting a spell."

Zuo Zixuan quietly took out a silver needle from the space and clamped it between his fingers. He spread it flat with one hand, starting from the head of the "female corpse", slowly moved down, and stabbed the needle hard into the painful point of the "female corpse".

The "female corpse" trembled slightly and then stopped moving.

"Tsk, it seems like it's still a little short of the mark, I need to cast a spell."

“May the heavens and earth be blessed.

If the East is dark, the West will be bright. You are just like me.

She is a little girl with no face and no money, so pitiful.

The board is laid, the cloth is covered, a table is set for a thousand people, and the food is served.”

Onlookers: "..."

“Female corpse”: “…”

"May the heavens and earth bless you..."

Perhaps the female corpse could no longer bear it, and suddenly opened her eyes and sat up straight. She raised her arms to shoulder level, turned her head and looked at the people surrounding the bed in the morgue with a gloomy look.

When Zhang You saw the "female corpse" actually sitting up, he was so frightened that he almost passed out.

He pointed at the "female corpse" with a trembling hand, and his voice was so frightened that his legs split.

"Sit, sit, sit..., wake up...

Mom..."

He turned around and pushed the door of the morgue with all his strength, but it wouldn't open.

"Help, help, ghost..."

Ning Rong hid behind Zuo Zixuan, buried his head in her vest, and shivered while holding her shirt tightly on her back.

The "female corpse" was very satisfied with the reactions of Ning Rong and Zhang You.

He jumped off the bed, hopped around the room, and was about to jump in the direction of Zhang Youzhan.

When the "female corpse" jumped past her, Zuo Zixuan raised her feet high.

The "female corpse" fell to the ground with a thud, letting out a painful "ouch".

Zuo Zixuan walked over to the "female corpse" and squatted down, "Tsk tsk tsk, you're leaving now? What's the hurry? We haven't even gone to the banquet for a thousand people yet!"

The "female corpse" buried her head in the ground, and it was unclear whether she hadn't caught her breath or was too scared to look up.

Although Zhang You screamed loudly, he also heard the scream of the "female corpse" when she fell.

He turned around tentatively, and approached the "female corpse" little by little. Because the light was too dim, he did not pay attention to his feet and stepped directly on the corpse's hand, which she had not yet had time to retract.

The "female corpse" screamed in pain, and Zhang You was so scared that he jumped directly onto He Yi and hugged his neck tightly without letting go.

"Wow, Captain He, I'm scared..."

He Yi was simply unable to tolerate this. A 1.8-meter-tall young man was not as brave as his wife, an 18-year-old girl.

He simply grabbed the person down and kicked him next to the "female corpse".

"Look carefully, boy. Will ghosts scream in pain?"

Zhang You was instantly sobered up by He Yi's yell. Yes, how could a ghost feel pain?

After getting up from the ground, he tried to reach out and grab the "female corpse" by her hair.

Although it was very dark in the morgue, he could still see the face of the "female corpse" with a nosebleed and a pair of big eyes that were rolling around.

Zhang You was stunned for a few seconds, then stood up and stepped hard on the back of the "female corpse".

"Damn it, how dare you scare your grandfather?"

The "female corpse" lying on the ground was stepped on by Zhang You and screamed for mercy.

"Grandpa, Grandpa...

Please forgive me, I was just playing a joke on you guys."

Zhang You's eyes were already red with anger.

"joke?

If I don’t beat you to death, don’t you know that I am a master of both civil and military skills…”

Seeing that something bad was going to happen if the fight continued, Qiao Xinghua quickly called He Yi, and the two of them pulled Zhang You away.

Looking at the woman who was beaten to death on the ground, Qiao Xinghua took out the handcuffs hanging on his waist and handcuffed one of her hands.

He was dragged out of the morgue and the other end was handcuffed to the window railing in the corridor.

He thought that Zhang You was timid and might not dare to watch the autopsy, so he planned to let him guard the woman in the aisle and wait for them to come out.

Before he could even open his mouth, he heard the sound of ping-pong coming from the autopsy room.

Probably to prove that he was not a coward, Zhang You ran to the autopsy room alone without being told to do so.

Before anyone could catch up, they saw Zhang You running back with a pale face.

He pointed to the autopsy room behind him and cried, "Inside, the corpse is smoking..."

After hearing this, everyone rushed to the autopsy room.

When you push open the door, a pungent sour smell and rotten stench hits you in the face, making it impossible to open your eyes.

"Sulfuric acid..." Zuo Zixuan shouted in horror, and immediately pulled the people around him and quickly left the autopsy room.

We were standing in the corridor, coughing so hard that tears were streaming down our cheeks and our lungs were almost about to burst out of our chests.

Qiao Xinghua seemed to remember something, stood up suddenly, and said in panic: "It's bad, the forensic doctor from the bureau is still in there."

After saying that, he immediately turned around and rushed into the autopsy room, shouting, "Forensic Doctor Tang..., Forensic Doctor Tang..."

When He Yi saw Qiao Xinghua rushing in, he immediately followed him in to look for someone.

Zuo Zixuan grabbed him.

"Take off your clothes and cover your mouth and nose."

He Yi didn't have time to think about it, he quickly took off his shirt and covered his mouth and nose.

About three minutes later, He Yi's voice came from the autopsy room, "Brother Xinghua, we found someone, hurry out."

In less than two minutes, the two men left the autopsy room one after another.

He Yi carried Forensic Doctor Tang out and put him on the ground. Zuo Zixuan quickly examined him.

"The person is still alive, but he was choked and fainted. Send him to the front building for emergency treatment."

He Yi carried the person on his back and said, "Wife, I will send Forensic Doctor Tang over first. You wait for me at the door. I will come to you after I am done."

Zuo Zixuan knew the priorities of the matter and did not get angry with He Yi at this time.

Qiao Xinghua looked at the billowing white smoke coming out of the autopsy room and said anxiously:

"Obviously, the body has been destroyed. What can we do?"

Zuo Zixuan shook his head and said, "The body cannot be salvaged, but this matter is inseparable from that woman.

Take this woman back for questioning and see if you can get any useful information out of her."

Zuo Zixuan nodded her head at the woman who was handcuffed to the railing of the corridor window.

As soon as the words fell, the woman looked at Zuo Zixuan with a half-smile. Then, a stream of black blood flowed from the corner of the woman's mouth.

Zuo Zixuan took two steps at a time, walked up to the woman, and quickly pressed several acupoints on her body.

The woman suddenly vomited large mouthfuls of black blood.

Zuo Zixuan took out a small dagger from the small bag she was carrying and cut the woman's arms on both sides.

Two streams of liquid as black as ink and extremely smelly spurted out from the woman's arms.

It was not until bright red blood began to flow from her arm that Zuo Zixuan pulled out the silver needle that she had just inserted into the woman's acupuncture point.

The woman looked at Zuo Zixuan in horror and asked weakly, "Who are you? How can you cure the poison of Biluo Huangquan?"

Zuo Zixuan shrugged at the woman with disdain, “I am the Poison Ancestor.

Although I don't know what the Blue Sky and Yellow Spring you are talking about are, I'm afraid there are very few poisons in this world that I can't cure.

To me, your Blue Sky and Yellow Spring is nothing but child's play, an entry-level poison."

Zuo Zixuan was not bragging. Her maternal grandfather's family has been practicing medicine for generations, and they are an authentic, old-fashioned family of traditional Chinese medicine.

Her grandfather loved to study those strange poisons. She was exposed to them since she was a child. She saw them many times and naturally learned how to solve them.

The woman shook her head, "No, no, no...

No one in the underworld can cure this poison. You will die within ten seconds of taking it."

Zuo Zixuan rolled her eyes and said, "No one can figure it out, aren't you still alive?

Okay, the thousand-person seat is waiting for you. Don't even think about escaping. Go to the police station and explain yourself, and try to get leniency."

Ning Rong hugged Zuo Zixuan's arm and said, "Senior Sister, you are so awesome, aren't you? When can you teach me a few moves?"

"Okay, no big deal..."

"Ah..., Senior Sister...

You are so kind, I will never embarrass you."

Qiao Xinghua stood by and looked at Zuo Zixuan without saying a word.

Can this girl also detoxify?

Cattle……

He has decided on this relative.

Originally, he thought that since the two families hadn't gone through the ceremony, they weren't really relatives.

But now he felt that the ceremony was not important. Since the child had already called him godmother and Zuo Zixuan had accepted, the marriage between the two families was officially established.

However, he still wanted to symbolically ask Zuo Zixuan for his opinion.

"Xuanxuan, the day before yesterday we went over to talk about becoming relatives, what do you think?

Qingyu likes you very much, and he has been talking about going to find his godmother these past two days."

Zuo Zixuan had long forgotten about this matter. She curled her lips awkwardly and said, "Since Qingyu calls me godmother, what objection can I have? I have no choice but to accept him as my godson."

Qiao Xinghua smiled and nodded, "Okay, that's really nice of you. This weekend, we'll take Qingyu over to go through the formalities, and we'll be officially related."

Zuo Zixuan thought about it, shook his head and said, "Maybe not on the weekend. Three days later, I will go to Guangze Island with my parents to live for a while, and it may take a long time for me to come back.

Or, you can come over tomorrow night after work."

Qiao Xinghua thought about it and nodded, "Okay, I'll try to find time to go there."

The woman handcuffed to the window railing complained in her heart.

Hey, hey, hey..., have you forgotten that there is a dying prisoner handcuffed to the railings?

Since he has been saved, shouldn't he be sent to the hospital first to stop the bleeding from the two big cuts on his arms?

If you don’t die from the poison, but instead die from excessive blood loss, then wouldn’t that be a waste of time to save you?

After Zuo Zixuan and Qiao Xinghua finished talking, they finally remembered the woman hanging on the window railing.

Qiao Xinghua was just about to take out the key to open the handcuffs and send the man out to treat his wounds.

The door of the morgue was pushed open, and a policeman rushed in, "Chief Qiao, the man who assassinated the old farmer has been caught."

Zuo Zixuan and Qiao Xinghua looked at each other, turned around and ran out.

The woman handcuffed to the railing looked at the three people running away and silently stretched out her hand to Erkang.