Chapter 940 Master Guan Died of Serious Injuries

Bai Zhi was stunned, and immediately asked: "Why? I can at least help a little by staying."

Dongfang Mu shook his head: "Whether this matter will end well, and how it will end, no one can tell. At that time, I'm afraid that Yan'er and I will not be able to distract and take care of you. I don't understand, why don't you just leave before things break out, and leave tomorrow."

Bai Zhi shook her head: "No, it's impossible for me to watch you suffer here, and I took refuge, which is not in line with my nature." In modern times, she has served as a medical aid in a war zone.

There are corpses everywhere in the war zone, and the epidemic is serious. In such a situation, she has never frowned. Will she admit it now?

Never!

"I won't go, you won't go, I won't go, I'm a doctor, and I can't watch the virus run rampant and run away. Besides, I suspect that this kind of poison will be transmitted by biting, if it can be contagious, Grandpa, do you know what will happen in the end?"

Dongfang Mu was stunned, not knowing how to answer for a while.

Bai Zhi sighed, looked up at the dark cloud in the sky, just like her mood at this time, the originally bright eyes were somehow stained with gloom, and the flat brows closed into a word for Sichuan.

"At that time, Chu State will have no safe place. Grandpa, if you want to protect my mother and me, then let me stay and help you to overcome this difficulty together."

Dongfang Mu was very moved. The girl in front of her looked like a thirteen-year-old girl. At such an age, she was so brave that she was not allowed to be a man.

"Okay, okay, it really is the seed of my Dongfang family."

Bai Zhi's eyebrows lit up: "Grandpa, did you agree?"

Dongfang Mu nodded: "Agreed, but your mother still has to send her away. I don't worry about her here."

Bai Zhi nodded, rolled her eyes, leaned forward, and said in a low voice: "Grandpa, I have a plan—"

However, within half a day, the news that Master Guan, the owner of Lu'an Church, passed away from serious injuries and flew into thousands of households in the capital city.

It also flew into the ears of the handsome young man.

Song Lang played with the handkerchief in his hand, and a small flower was simply displayed on the corner of the handkerchief, not the flower next to it, but the flower of Baizhi.

"Dead?" He raised his eyes and glanced at the old man.

The old man nodded, his eyes calm: "I don't know if it's true or not if it's rumored in Shifang."

"Did you send someone to investigate?"

The old man said: "Send someone, they should be back soon."

As soon as the words fell, footsteps came from the door. A young man leaned his head and said to the old man: "Old Yuan, the person who went out has returned."

Yuan Lao nodded: "Let him come in and answer."

The person talking back and forth was a young man in his early twenties, wearing a blue shirt that had been washed white, and his face was ordinary.

The young man said: "Master, I heard that Master Guan was stabbed in the abdomen. When he was sent to Dongfang's house, the cotton-padded clothes on his body were soaked with blood. Although the injury was not critical, there was too much blood."

"You mean he died of blood loss? See the body?"

The young man nodded: "I saw the corpse, with a dry face. It really looked like he had lost too much blood. The remaining little grandson of the Guan family was crying miserably. It didn't look like a fake."

Song Lang stared at the young man and said, "I couldn't find out the slightest bit of news before, so everyone has seen it?"