That night, there was a gang rumor that Chu Tian was seriously injured, and then Chu Tian died suddenly.

That night, someone took the opportunity to violate the prescribed rules and attempted to seek greater benefits.

It was just that night that some gangs thought that the army was too busy to manage disputes, so they provoked their mortal enemies and wanted to annex the other party's territory to create a fait accompli. Some people directly received white powder from outside and traded in the capital, and even the firearm ban showed signs of loosening.

The entire capital was in chaos because Chu Tian was unclear about his life and death.

After receiving the information, Yang Feiyang decisively ordered Nie Wuming and the old demon to attack.

Two forces pointed directly at people who violated the rules like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. That night, the old demon and Nie Wuming fought thirteen times, killing 470 people. The spreaders of rumors were also cut off their hands and feet. The high-pressure policy immediately suppressed the monsters and the order in the capital restored peace.

But everyone knows that this peace is only relative!

If Chu Tian dies, the capital will sooner or later become in chaos.

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Chu Tian himself didn't know how long he had slept, but he only knew that when he woke up, there was sunlight outside the window, and was swaying gently inside the house. There was no wind or sound in the house, and it seemed as if he had arrived in heaven. He wanted to move his body but felt weak all over, as if he had been drained of all his strength.

He tried hard to recall what happened, but only thought that he fell to the ground after being drawn from blood.

"Forget it, I don't want to, I'm still alive anyway!"

Chu Tian, ​​who has always been good at self-comfort, gave up his thoughts and turned to the surrounding environment. This is a room with a very simple and neat decoration. Several sofas and coffee tables are arranged in an orderly manner, and there is also a faint smell of disinfectant. It is obviously a special ward of a hospital in Beijing.

It seems that he was sent to the hospital by Mr. Ye and the others after fainting.

Just as Chu Tian exhaled his breath and calmed his mood, the door gently pushed open and flashed into the face that made him helpless and grateful. The surgeon seemed to have been aged more than ten years old, but when he saw Chu Tian opening his eyes, he immediately regained his energy. He stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Chu Tian, ​​saying:

"You're awake?"

Chu Tian smiled bitterly, but this smile was not good-looking, because too much blood loss hurt his vitality, and the injuries on his body have not been eradicated, which made his body extremely painful now, from the inside to the outside: "If you read it correctly, I should have woken up."

The surgeon was delighted and returned to his coldness.

While he opened his mouth, he pulled over the chair and sat down. Then he examined Chu Tian’s indicators, and finally nodded and added: “Yes, my body has recovered well. Not only is everything normal, but he is also accelerating the repair of internal and external injuries. It seems that the efforts of these days have not been in vain!”

"Just wake up! You've already slept enough!"

"It took a full sixty-seven hours. If Qingcheng didn't wake up early, she would commit suicide!"

Chu Tian was slightly stunned and blurted out:

"Isn't Qingcheng in Nanjing? Why is she back?"

The surgeon shrugged his shoulders and replied in a calm tone: "In order to save you, I asked her to come back! You should know that your fate was as thin as paper. I was afraid that if my antidote would not only make you lose all your martial arts skills, but also make you die in the West, so you can only let Qingcheng come back!"

It is indeed not easy to master Chu Tian’s life and death.

This is why ancient imperial physicians were always helpless when facing the emperor's serious illness. It was not that they were not very skilled in art, but that they did not dare to apply the heavy medicine that was related to life and death. So Chu Tian understood the complex mood of the surgeon at that time, and then teased and said, "Is it because Qingcheng saved me?"

"Wouldn't that mean that you are a little bit inferior to your medical skills?"

The surgeon's doctor curled a smile and responded casually: "I prescribed the knife, and the medicine was her, so we two saved you. No, you should also thank the Su family. Old Su sent a life-saving heart pill, which was something that was used by the big boss of Zhongnanhai."

"That's a priceless thing, just used on you!"

Although the surgeon's tone was gentle and had a rare smile, Chu Tian guessed how anxious everyone would be that night he fainted, and secretly lamented Mr. Su's affection. It was rumored that this kind of life-saving pill was very small, and it was only provided to those big bosses in Zhongnanhai.

And there is only one per person!

It cannot detoxify and live long, but it can make people feel excited. That is why the central government is afraid that a respected veteran will suddenly die and cause any bad impact on the Celestial Empire, so it sent this life-saving heart pill for them to use, so that they can live longer.

This moment is enough for them to explain their funeral.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Su gave it to him, and he owed too much to the Su family!

Chu Tian sighed in his heart, then looked up and asked the surgeon doctor: "Brother, tell me about my current situation! Why do I feel weak all over? Am I a useless person?" He smiled bitterly at this point: "Tell me the truth, I can bear it!"

"Although losing martial arts is a tragic thing, I can still face it!"

The surgeon poured Chu Tian a cup of warm water, picked up the walkie-talkie on the wall and pressed it twice, and finally spoke to Chu Tian: "I know you have always had a good mentality, but I still hope that you can drink it first to relieve your mood, because I will tell you two important things later!"

Chu Tian's eyelids twitched, and he drank the water in his cup in one sip:

"What's the matter? You tell me?"

The surgeon sat upright and explained in a calm tone: "Actually, you were going to die because you were too busy and close to the danger line. You took out 800 milliliters of blood and your body's function instantly dropped below the horizontal line, so the toxins you hidden burst out and penetrated your whole body!"

Chu Tian didn't expect that he would be a gambler that night.

After a little slowdown, the surgeon added lightly: "But you didn't die, it was precisely because of the 800 milliliters of blood; to put it simply, you were originally a dangerous house that could collapse at any time, but some bricks and tiles were demolished, so your house was going to collapse."

Chu Tian narrowed his eyes and listened to the surgeon.

The surgeon poured Chu Tian another half a glass of water, and while signaling him to drink, he finished speaking: "Why didn't it collapse? It's because the bricks and stones that were demolished also reduced the weight of the dangerous house, so the demolition and reduction of the room reached a balance. Of course, the appearance of this balance is really God favoring you."

Chu Tian immediately understood what he meant and took a sip of the water in the cup: "I was going to die of poison, but because I was also extracting the toxins when I was drawing 800 milliliters of blood, the remaining toxins in my body were not enough to kill me immediately? This will win a little time for me to survive?"

The surgeon nodded solemnly:

“Totally correct!”

Chu Tian was about to breathe, but suddenly realized something. He touched his head and stared at the surgeon and said, "It seems that something is wrong. How could the toxins on my body enter the blood? If I knew, I wouldn't lose to Ye Wushuang at all, that would have hurt her."

The surgeon's eyes flashed with a bitter smile, and then responded faintly: "The toxin was originally suppressed somewhere in your body. When your body functions normally, it stays peacefully. When you can't control your body with your mind, it will penetrate out and flow to other parts of you with the blood."

"I guess the toxins began to spread when you finished the first blood!"

Chu Tian nodded suddenly, no wonder he was so tired after the first blood pumping, and he forced himself to calm down and fell asleep on the sofa. At that time, he seemed to have no strength to open his eyes, so he couldn't thank Ye Tianxing for putting himself on a quilt!

It turned out that the toxins had started to run.

Wasn't Ye Wushuang used his poisonous blood the second time? And because of the urgent time and the nurse was frightened by him, the doctor did not notice it without a blood test. Thinking of this, his tone became anxious: "By the way, how about Ye Wushuang?"

The surgeon waved his hand and asked him to be quiet before replying: "This is the first thing I want to tell you. She is out of danger of life and is in the critical ward for observation. I believe she can walk in the ground within a month, but your blood is flowing with poisonous blood!"
Chapter completed!