What's going on?!
Ponytail and the other underlings were immediately dumbfounded as if they were petrified.
Even Tao Ruoxiang was confused by the situation.
"Brother, please be merciful and help me."
Han Sanqiang's "brother" was really mushy, but his tone was also very sincere. At this time, there was only one word in Han Sanqiang's mind, "Arsenic." When he knew that he might have been poisoned by arsenic, his face turned blue with fear.
In the field of modern knowledge, arsenic was not the most powerful poison. There were many poisons that were more poisonous than arsenic, but Han Sanqiang was not very educated. He had never heard of cyanide, sarin gas, anthrax, and other strong poisons. His understanding of poisons came from some ancient TV series and movies. In those ancient TV series and movies, "Arsenic" and "Crane's Crown" were simply the top poisons. So when Han Sanqiang heard "Arsenic poisoning," he felt that his legs were unstable. He didn't care about his face anymore. He subconsciously regarded Qin Lang as his last life-saving straw, so he directly called Qin Lang "brother."
It couldn't be helped. Although his reputation as the boss was important,
Although the face of a boss was important, it was not more important than his own life.
Arsenic!
Han Sanqiang suddenly thought of the tragic scenes in the TV and movies where people were poisoned by arsenic and bled from all orifices. His heart was bleeding.
As a "ambitious" boss, Han Sanqiang really didn't want to die so young.
Since Han Sanqiang had lowered his head and shamelessly called him "brother", Qin Lang couldn't just stand by and watch him die. After all, Han Sanqiang was only standing up for his brother, and his crime didn't warrant death.
So, Qin Lang stopped and turned to Han Sanqiang and said, "Hurry up and go to the hospital for a checkup. There's still time."
When Han Sanqiang heard that his life could still be saved, he was relieved. He came to Qin Lang's side and said in a low voice, "Brother, since you saw that I was poisoned, you should be able to detoxify it, right?"
"Yes." Qin Lang's tone was very certain, but it quickly changed, "However, I don't seem to be obliged to detoxify you."
Han Sanqiang thought that Qin Lang was blaming Ponytail for offending him, so he immediately shouted, "Ponytail! Get over here — "
Ponytail did not dare to disobey Han Sanqiang's words. He quickly walked over and was slapped by Han Sanqiang as soon as he came over. However, when Han Sanqiang called Qin Lang "brother," Ponytail had foreseen this result. He knew that this slap was Han Sanqiang's way of giving Qin Lang an explanation. Ponytail had been around for a long time, so of course, he knew how to be flexible. He respectfully apologized to Qin Lang and Tao Ruoxiang. At this time, Ponytail's two lackeys also hurried over to admit their mistakes and almost knelt down.
"Qin Lang, forget it." Tao Ruoxiang didn't know how Qin Lang managed to subdue Han Sanqiang, but she clearly didn't like this kind of occasion.
"Since Aunt Tao has decided to let it go, then I won't pursue this matter any further. Han Sanqiang, go to the hospital first to see if you're really poisoned. If the hospital can't detoxify the poison, then come find me! "
Qin Lang's meaning was very clear. Of course, Han Sanqiang and his lackeys did not dare to stop Qin Lang and Tao Ruoxiang from leaving.
On the way back to school, Tao Ruoxiang asked Qin Lang, "Qin Lang, Han Sanqiang is a powerful figure in the underworld. How did he subdue him?"
"He's not afraid of me, he's afraid of death." Qin Lang told her about Han Sanqiang being poisoned by arsenic.
"He's really poisoned by arsenic?" Tao Ruoxiang said in surprise, "I thought you were just scaring him. How did you know?"
"Heh … I can even see through your difficulties, not to mention that Han Sanqiang is deeply poisoned." Qin Lang laughed in a low voice, "I've been following an old Chinese medicine practitioner for many years. If I don't even have this little bit of insight, then wouldn't I be throwing away my master's face?"
If Old Poison knew that Qin Lang called him an "old Chinese medicine practitioner", he would definitely be furious. That was because Old Poison didn't like things like healing the wounded and dying. He liked to do the opposite.
"So that's how it is. Our Chinese medicine is broad and profound. It seems like you've learned some real skills!" Tao Ruoxiang couldn't help but praise.
"That's true. To be honest, my medical skills are much better than many so-called famous doctors." Qin Lang didn't seem to know the meaning of modesty.
"Hey, just a few words of praise and you're getting cocky." Tao Ruoxiang snorted, then thought of something, "Oh right, Teacher Sun will be fine, right?"
"Don't worry, that brat Sun Bo is long gone." Qin Lang snorted, not hiding his disdain for Sun Bo at all.
Unknowingly, they had already arrived at Tao Ruoxiang's dormitory, but Qin Lang still had no intention of stopping. Tao Ruoxiang knew that this brat was thick-skinned, so she could only take the initiative to ask him to leave, "Qin Lang, it's getting late. Since you've just arrived, hurry up and tidy up the dormitory bed."
"It's not even 8 PM yet. I thought Auntie Tao would invite me up for coffee or something." Qin Lang said unwillingly, "Oh right, Auntie Tao, what's your phone number? If something happens to me, I can ask for your help. Oh right, give me Sun Bo's number as well. "
Tao Ruoxiang was helpless, so she could only give Qin Lang her number and send him away. Before he left, Qin Lang said to Tao Ruoxiang, "Auntie Tao, drinking is bad for your body. You have to drink less in the future!"
Tao Ruoxiang was slightly startled, but in the end, she didn't say anything and went straight upstairs.
Qin Lang found room 409 and found that Zhao Kan was actually in the same dormitory as him.
At this time, Zhao Kan was lying on his bed playing games on his laptop.
"Qin Lang, is Teacher Tao really your auntie?" Zhao Kan was really gossipy.
Qin Lang nodded, "Where are the others?"
"Nonsense, of course they went to study at night." Zhao Kan said to Qin Lang.
Qin Lang looked at his bed. It was empty, and there was nothing there. He asked Zhao Kan, "No one made my bed?"
Zhao Kan stared at Qin Lang like he was an alien, "F * ck! Do you still think you're a young master? Someone will make your bed for you? I was just wondering, you didn't even make your bed today. Where are you going to sleep tonight? "
"That's right, where am I going to sleep?" Qin Lang suddenly realized this was a problem.
Qin Lang quickly had an idea. He took out his phone and called Sun Bo, "Teacher Sun, I'm Qin Lang … I don't have time to make my bed today. Can you find me a bed?"
Zhao Kan was stunned. He thought to himself that Qin Lang was really awesome. He directly told the homeroom teacher to find him a bed.
Sun Bo had finally sneaked back to school. He was furious when he received Qin Lang's call. He thought to himself, "Who do you think you are? Why do you want me to find a bed for you?" So, he decisively rejected Qin Lang's request.
"Sun Bo —"
Since he didn't want face, Qin Lang directly called his name. "You don't want those people to continue looking for trouble with you tonight, right? Do you want me to give them Teacher Sun's name and phone number? "
Sun Bo didn't want to suffer anymore, so he quickly compromised. "There's a guest house near the school gate. I'll call and book a room for you."
"Thank you, Teacher Sun." Qin Lang hung up.
"You're really awesome!" Zhao Kan couldn't help but admire Qin Lang. It was his first day at school, and he was already so impressive. He had a meal with the most beautiful female teacher in No.7 Middle School and even got his homeroom teacher to book a room for him. From Zhao Kan's point of view, such a friend was worth making!
Very soon, Qin Lang and Zhao Kan became familiar. It was only then that Qin Lang found out that Zhao Kan was also considered a member of the student council. This was because he was the president of No.7 Middle School's poetry club. Even though the poetry club, including Zhao Kan, had less than ten people, it was already past the golden age of poetry where "one love poem, two glasses of wine, and a few words to get a girl."
Zhao Kan was very talkative. He chatted with Qin Lang until it was time for the evening self-study session.
Seeing that it was getting late, Qin Lang left the dormitory and went to the guest house that Sun Bo had booked for him.
Just as he sat on the bed, his phone rang. He received a new message.
"My good disciple, don't forget to take your medicine and practice. Also, since you're going to Summer City, do the first thing for your master: take over all of An Desheng's businesses. Make sure he has nothing left and bring him to me! "
This message was sent by the Old Poison. Qin Lang thought for a while and replied, "Why?"
The Old Poison didn't reply.
This was within Qin Lang's expectations. He had been with the Old Poison for almost five years, so Qin Lang knew the Old Poison's character very well. It seemed that Qin Lang would have to rely on himself to investigate these matters regarding An Desheng.
After that, Qin Lang threw his phone aside, took out a red poison pill from a white leather bag, and swallowed it.
He felt a burning sensation in his stomach. This poison pill, which could easily kill an elephant, had the same effect on Qin Lang as if he had just eaten a chilli.
That was all!
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