After being poisoned by her lover

52 Forbidden Land
Ye Zhaoling pushed open the window and jumped in.

"It always feels like there is someone in this room..."

Ye Zhaoling looked suspiciously at the room full of sundries.

"Am I being too sensitive?"

She turned around and looked into the room, and suddenly found a wooden basket in the corner, and there was a person curled up in the wooden basket!

He was motionless, like a dummy, causing Ye Zhaoling to glance over him and skip him.

She walked over and took a closer look. The man was tightly closing his eyes. She tentatively stretched out her hand to check his breath and found that the man was breathing weakly.

"Someone must have brought this man here." Ye Zhaoling thought, the man's lower body was empty and he was missing an arm.

It is absolutely impossible for him to climb Mount Qingcheng by himself.

While Ye Zhaoling was considering whether to wake this person up, he slowly opened his eyes.

The man looked at Ye Zhaoling in shock, as if he was not conscious.

His lips were chapped, and he opened and closed his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound, and his face became paler and paler.

No matter who saw his appearance, he could think of rotten mushrooms on the grass; worm-eaten trees in the woods; vegetables soaked in water for three days.

Rotten, withered, dying.

It was a cold night in the deep mountains and old forests at seven or eight degrees above zero.

The man only had a tattered T-shirt, his chest was exposed, pieces of scorched black flesh stuck to his bones, and the scars looked like pitted bark, which looked like burnt firewood.

Ye Zhaoling didn't need to examine carefully to know that these scars on the man's body should be old burns.

At this time, his exposed skin was still stained with some red blood.

The man is dying, his life has come to an end.

Ye Zhaoling shook his head, sighed, and prepared to leave this ghostly place.

At this time, the man suddenly opened his eyes, and then grabbed his own throat, startling Ye Zhaoling who was about to leave.

Ye Zhaoling opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Judging from the situation of this man, he is nothing more than a prisoner or something.

However, Ye Zhaoling's current situation is not much better than his. To be precise, she cannot provide him with any help.

If it was a normal person with able-bodied limbs, she might be able to help him escape.

But this man has no legs...

She herself has not been completely out of danger yet, and it is not a rational choice to forcibly add a burden.

In addition, she does not have any communication equipment.

Before going up the mountain, it's not that I didn't think about bringing those things up the mountain, but after thinking about it, it was really unnecessary.

On Mount Qingcheng, smart electronic devices can only function within the range of the Ye family; in other places, they are just a pile of waste products.

Therefore, whether it was helping him escape, or calling the police for foreign aid, Ye Zhaoling couldn't do it.

The man grasped Ye Zhaoling's arm with his good arm, his eyes flashed with excitement: "Ye...Ye!"

Seeing the man's excited expression, Ye Zhaoling froze for a moment.

"you know me?"

The man nodded firmly.

Ye Zhaoling carefully looked at the man's face, then shook her head, she didn't know this man at all.

The other party said he knew himself...

The man let go of Ye Zhaoling's arm, and looked at Ye Zhaoling with some inexplicable emotions.

Ye Zhaoling didn't know if he was too nervous, but he felt joy and... gratitude in this gaze.

She hesitated for a moment.

If you leave him alone like this, maybe he will die soon...

There was a struggling look in Ye Zhaoling's eyes, but the hairball on her head suddenly grabbed her face with a claw, and a few fingers got stuck in her nostrils.

The guy screamed bluffing.

Ye Zhaoling was startled, walked to the door a few steps, and looked out from the crack of the door.

Sure enough, there was a beam of a flashlight in the woods in the distance!

someone is coming!

Ye Zhaoling turned to look at the man in the wooden basket.

"Ho!—go! Run away!—ho cough..."

The expression on the man's face was extremely horrified and frightened. He opened his mouth wide and said hoarsely at Ye Zhaoling, but his voice was very low.

Seeing the decisive expression on the man's face, Ye Zhaoling gritted his teeth and nodded.

"If there is a chance, I will rescue you!"

Both of them knew that this was just a polite remark.

The man didn't show any reaction to this sentence, but scratched his throat, and shouted in a voice that Ye Zhaoling could hear clearly: "The medicine of immortality... cough cough ho... ho ho Ye family! ... Forbidden place ! Forbidden... land!"

Ye Zhaoling paused when he climbed the window, and gave the man a complicated look.

Suddenly, there was a noise outside, and Ye Zhaoling quickly jumped out of the window.

The man looked at her receding back through the window, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at the forest in the distance.

I didn't expect that after ten years of absence, when I saw her again, she was still as fresh as before, without changing at all.

If his child is still alive, he should be as old as her now...

"Hurry up! Hold on! Hold on! Where's the doctor?! Get out and treat him! If someone dies before twelve o'clock, don't blame me for being rude!!!" A rough man shouted road.

"Coming! Coming!" answered another voice.

Then I heard a rush of running sound, and soon it was getting closer.

Ye Zhaoling held his breath, and carefully hid in the shadows of various trees and bushes, and then hid in the commanding heights on the cliff under the cover of the trees - the cave that he had planned in advance.

Pushing aside the dense branches and leaves, Ye Zhaoling silently watched all the movements below.

Her body trembled slightly.

For some reason, she saw a few people in front of the wooden house pouring buckets of water into the black pot, and the moment she heard the sound of pouring water from a distance, she felt a chill from head to toe.

Especially the chest, like an adobe house with a hole in it, in the twelfth lunar month of winter, the northwest wind mixed with snow at minus ten degrees blows in.

Only then did Ye Zhaoling touch his chest, the greasy blood in one hand was very fluid, and slipped down the palm to the elbow, extending and stretching like the veins on a leaf.

She shouldn't be so "lucky" that she lost too much blood and sent it directly, right?
"The probability of being killed by a cat is small, but by no means zero."

This sentence suddenly came to Ye Zhaoling's mind.

In the same way, the probability of a person being stabbed in the chest and bleeding to death is at least much higher than the probability of being killed by a cat.

Ye Zhaoling covered the wound, trying to stop the bleeding physically...

The effect was minimal, but she couldn't care less.

Looking down from Ye Zhaoling's point of view, a group of people appeared in the forest to the west, and among them a few unusually imposing men and women filed into the wooden house.

Dozens of people like younger brothers were left standing in the open space outside the wooden house. Except for four people guarding the two young women, the others were all patrolling around vigilantly.

Ye Zhaoling looked hesitantly a few more times.

The two women were wearing black hoods, and at a glance, they could think of rich people who were kidnapped by gangsters in police movies.

On Mount Qingcheng, there is only one wealthy family in this area.

And these kidnappers, they were wearing dark green fur coats, and each of them had a pair of sunglasses on their faces.

　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)