Chapter 32 Poison Doctor

The next day, as the sun just rose from the east, Zhao Mu strolled out of Jiaofangsi.

Fulin Shroud Shop is the only shop on Banyue Street that specializes in selling various funeral supplies.

The boss's name is Wei Hu. He is a middle-aged man with a thin body and a swaying walk, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Although Wei Hu looks sickly, his body does not match his name at all.

But no one knows that this ordinary shroud shop owner is actually a master of acquired extremes.

At the same time, Wei Hu is also the head of the intelligence organization left behind by Zheng Jingren.

At this time, Wei Hu was drinking tea in the shop. When he heard someone walking in at the door, he asked without raising his head: "What does the guest want to order?"

The visitor didn't say anything. He walked straight to Wei Hu and drew a strange pattern on the table while soaking in tea.

Wei Hu's expression changed slightly and he stood up quickly, only to see a handsome young man appearing in front of him.

He hurriedly saluted: "I pay homage to the Lord. I didn't know that the Lord was coming, so my subordinates were negligent."

"take it easy."

Zhao Mu pressed his hands, sat down and said, "I have two things to do here today. The first thing is to order our people to hibernate from today on, and not to conduct any intelligence activities before getting my order."

"Yes, I obey."

Wei Hu quickly agreed.

Zheng Jingren's methods are sophisticated. Although it has only been less than three years since he established this intelligence organization, he has already implemented orders and prohibitions.

Even facing Zhao Mu, the new master, Wei Hu did not dare to have any doubts.

"The second thing is that I need the identity of a famous doctor. It is not made up, but it is real and well-documented."

"The original owner of this identity should have good medical skills, but a bad reputation. For example, he has poor medical ethics, is greedy for money and lust, etc. Can he find it?"

"Don't worry, Lord, my subordinates will help you find it within three days."

Wei Hu answered confidently.

It's just that he has doubts in his heart. Why does this new master want to find the identity of a doctor with bad medical ethics?

"Three days?"

Zhao Mu smiled slightly: "Okay, then let me see your ability."

"Don't worry, Lord, my subordinates will fulfill their mission."

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Three days flew by.

At night, Zhao Mu followed Wei Hu to a courtyard.

On the surface, this courtyard looks no different from other courtyards, but if you get closer, you can smell a strange medicinal smell.

"The poison doctor you mentioned is here?"

Zhao Mu asked.

"Yes, this person's name is Sun Yan. Because he is good at using poisons, and he usually treats people, he likes to use poison to fight poison with dangerous methods, so people in the world call him Poison Doctor."

Wei Hu nodded and said, stepped forward and pushed open the courtyard door: "Let's go, this person should meet your requirements, my lord. If not, I will find someone else."

"etc."

Zhao Mu suddenly spoke, stepped forward and grabbed Wei Hu's palm, and scratched his index finger along the wrist to the tip of his middle finger.

Poof.

Wei Hu's fingertips suddenly cracked, and a stream of black blood spurted out, corroding the ground into a small pit.

Wei Hu's expression changed drastically: "Am I poisoned?"

Zhao Mu let go of his hand and said calmly: "Since you know that this person is good at using poison, why do you dare to open his door casually? Let's go. Don't touch anything casually after entering."

"Yes, my subordinates know."

Wei Hu was frightened and suddenly had a clear understanding of the name Poison Doctor.

His martial arts skills may be much better than that of the poisonous doctor inside.

But if it were a life-and-death contest, it was still unclear who would win and who would lose in the end. After all, things like poison were really hard to guard against.

But what happened just now gave him a new understanding of Zhao Mu.

My new master seems to be very simple.

The poison planted by the poison doctor can be seen through at a glance, and he can detoxify it immediately. His method is really extraordinary.

The two walked into the courtyard.

Squeak!

The door inside was suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man with a sinister face was standing in the room looking at them coldly.

"You can actually break my door opener. Your poison technique is quite extraordinary. I don't know what's going on?"

The poisonous doctor stared at Zhao Mu and asked.

"It's a small matter, I'm going to lend you your identity."

"What do you mean by borrowing my identity?"

"literal meaning."

The two passed by each other, and Zhao Mu walked into the house majestically.

I saw a lot of medicinal materials and medical books placed in the room, and there were also a few prescriptions on the desk.

Zhao Mu picked up the prescription and took a look at it: "It's really all about fighting poison with poison. It seems you really like taking risks when treating people."

"What does risk mean? As long as it can cure the disease, I'm not one of those quack doctors who obviously can't cure the disease but always like to brag about nonsense medical ethics."

The poison doctor's face was gloomy: "Don't talk nonsense, what are you here to do?"

Zhao Mu ignored him at all. Instead, he picked up a medical book and read it: "Wei Hu, tell me about his condition?"

"Yes, Lord."

Wei Hu paused and said: "Poison doctor Sun Yan has a withdrawn and vicious personality. He has few friends in the world, but he has offended many people. Even the patients he cured are never grateful to him."

"Because he likes to fight poison with poison when treating diseases, almost all the people he healed seem to have gone through the gate of hell, suffering extremely, but he takes pleasure in the patient's pain."

"In addition, poison doctor Sun Yan likes to study poisons, and he always tests poisons directly on living people. According to our investigation, he has at least 23 lives, all of which were poisoned by him."

"Two months ago, he was hunted by his enemies and was forced to come to the capital to hide. He has never dared to reveal his whereabouts, so my lord, he should meet your requirements."

"Yes, it does."

Zhao Mu put down the medical book and looked at the poison doctor with a smile: "From today, your identity belongs to me."

"What do you mean?" The poison doctor was a little confused.

"Hehe, dead people, don't need to understand so much."

"Dead people?"

The poison doctor's face suddenly changed drastically, and he raised his hands in horror.

I saw that his palms had turned black and purple without knowing when.

"You... When did you poison me?" He looked at Zhao Mu in disbelief.

I didn't expect that he, a dignified poison doctor, was poisoned by others without knowing it.

The black and purple on his hands spread rapidly, arms, face, chest, abdomen, legs...

In the blink of an eye, the poison had spread all over his body.

Plop!

In the end, he fell to the ground with his eyes wide open. He didn't get Zhao Mu's answer until he died, and he died with his eyes open.

Wei Hu shuddered, looking at Zhao Mu with deep fear.

Even the poison doctor was poisoned to death. His new master's poisoning methods were really unpredictable.

It seems that he should be more honest in the future.

"Master, this poison doctor has offended many people in the world. I'm afraid it will be troublesome to use his identity."

Wei Hu asked cautiously.

"Haha, what I want is trouble. If there is no trouble and no handle, how can people use you at ease? You have to make people think that you have a weakness and can be easily controlled, understand?"

Zhao Mu smiled and said: "Okay, clean up here and make him a human skin mask. From tomorrow, I will be the poison doctor."

"Yes, Master."

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