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"I'll go, sister, can you not scare people?" Qin Mu's heart was relieved when he heard Hua Wuyue say this.

"No, soul." Qin Mu was stunned, stood up, opened his Yin-Yang Eyes and began to investigate the whole room.

"Stop looking for it. I've looked for it when it turned into blood. No." Gou Chen said lightly: "I always feel that it's not like a human, and when the family members carry them over, they have no awareness of being relatives at all. Do you think they are really aliens? I'll carry the old man here, because the wound is the most easily infected and transmitted. There are so many people here healing all day... Well... it must be like this..."

"The most important thing now is not this." Xiaobai said with a righteous look on his face: "If this thing is really contagious as Qin Mu said, then it means that we have all been infected."

"...right." Qin Mu nodded.

"What's right? Sing quickly, or we'll all..." Xiaosheng said with a black head.

"Yes, we must be careful of Yu Weiran. The old man probably had something deep into his bones, otherwise how could he turn into blood directly, and even recover the witch song would have no effect." Xiaobai nodded and said.

"Maybe it's because Qin Mu didn't master the time." Sikong Lu, who had been watching on the side, spoke directly to the point. Sikong Lu's academic qualifications are the highest among the people in the room. There is a reason why this guy is a top student and has been able to maintain it for so many years, at least he is careful.

"Uh... it seems that it's really my fault. If I had known that this old man would be restored to what he was a year ago," Qin Mu couldn't help saying: "It's just that I can't delete the memories in my head. If the other party kept thinking that he would be done, even if he repaired them, he would still be infected. The memories in my head would not be formatted."

"What you mean is that this thing is like a virus. If this old guy brainwashs people, it will be a lifelong thing?" Gou Chen said with a thoughtful look on his face.

"In short, the illusion that is now should be usable. It is also possible to make do with the past. Haven't you noticed that even his family no longer cares about his existence, let alone others, now I don't even know who the old man is from." Hua Wuyue still said lightly: "Don't worry, my illusion will be an independent individual after my illusion is over, and I will not look particularly stiff. I have all transformed according to the old man's appearance. They are the same in my thoughts."

"The door of glory is about to open!" The old guy suddenly stood there like a poem reciting, with his palms facing upwards, making a look of embracing the sun, and roaring.

"I think you turned the other person into a lunatic." Xiaosheng said helplessly.

"...Why did you even copy this?" Qin Mu suddenly felt a sense of laughter and crying. Seeing the old man saying what he had just said like a great god, Qin Mu was speechless.

However, at the invitation of the people in the room, Qin Mu sang a witch rehabilitation song to restore everyone's physical condition to the same day before. He was not sure whether the toxicity would spread in the air after the blood spreads again, and it was spread. How likely is it to be infected successfully? The reason why Qin Mu was so sure before was that the toxic blood was indeed strong, and it was unreasonable to not spread in the air.

After Qin Mu calmed everyone's hearts with the recovery witch song, his fruit card phone rang out in a hurry.

"Hello?"

"Old Qin, where are you? I have a special case here. The medical power of the whole Ningcheng can't do anything about it. Can you bring back the dead? Come and help me, right?" Yu Xiu's anxious voice came from the phone.

"Uh... can you tell me what specific manifestations are?" Qin Mu's first reaction when he heard this was to look at the old man who was reciting poems. He felt a little uneasy and said quickly.

"Qiankou bleeding, vomiting, fever, talking nonsense." Yu Xiu's voice came from the other end of the phone: "But any instrument detection is normal, but these symptoms have always existed.

"...How is it possible? These symptoms are abnormal. The instruments in that hospital are broken, right?" Qin Mu said inexplicably, the feeling of uneasiness in his heart became more and more serious. At this time, he seemed to have realized that the entire Ningcheng seemed to be in a particularly troublesome vortex.

"The only thing that can be detected is that the vital signs are getting weaker and weaker. Qin Mu, I beg you..." Yu Xiu's tone was getting sadder when he spoke later. At this time, Zhao Laoshi's loud voice came from the phone: "Doctor Qin, you have to help. This is Yu Xiu's life root! Yu Xiu's only daughter!"

Zhao Laoshi's loud voice, coupled with the domestic counterfeit phone in Qin Mu's hand, suddenly amplified the sound at countless levels. He heard the human rights in the room. After Qin Mu comforted Yu Xiu, he hung up the phone and all his eyes were attracted.

"What? Is there more than one such condition?" Xiaosheng asked with a frown.

"I thought that in modern society, such plagues and other things should rarely happen. Why do they seem to be the same now?" Hua Wuyue said this. As she spoke, the little girl frowned and looked puzzled.

"If you can't find the problem with modern medical equipment, you won't be able to do it. Real illness is not your strength at all. Obviously, this thing is a real illness, and it's the kind of doctors in the city who are helpless. You... why do you?" Tiankong looked at Qin Mu's expression and knew that he still wanted to go, he couldn't help but hit him: "Besides, more importantly, you have even cured this old man in this way. If... If Yu Xiu's daughter makes you a pool of blood, I guess you have been squatting in this cell. As for this old man, we can still help you keep the secret."

"You mean to tell me not to go?" Qin Mu looked at Tiankong.

"You can't change anything when you go. Besides, illness is not your strength, or even all Wu Zhu's strengths. What can you change if you go?" The sky followed the three generations of Wu Zhu, and it should have the most say. I couldn't help but say: "Don't stop squatting in the prison cell and let Wu Zhu be embarrassed, that's not easy."

"The key is the last sentence." Xiaobai looked contemptuous, then looked at Qin Mu and said seriously: "Mu Mu, I believe you can do it. Besides, the meaning of the existence of Wu Zhu in ancient times is to eliminate diseases. If you can't even do these, how can you say that you are Wu Zhu? Besides, this is not someone else, but Yu Xiu's daughter."

Qin Mu stood up, nodded, and began to pack up: "Xiao Sheng Hua Wuyue went with me, and the rest of the people stayed here."

Looking at Qin Mu's busy figure, the sky was helpless: "Oh... let Gou Chen follow me too. Anyway, there is nothing to do. Besides, if the police make things difficult for you, Gou Chen's broad shoulders will also be your support."

Qin Mu: “…”
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