Chapter 1072 Symptoms of Poisoning

Mu Yichen sneered, but he was not afraid of the crisis in front of him.

The scarred man motioned him coldly with his eyes.

Mu Yichen looked in the direction indicated by him, but saw two soldiers walking to the front of the prison, raised their pistols, and aimed at Yun Shishi's temples.

At this moment, in a coma, she didn't know what kind of dangerous situation she was in at the moment, she still lowered her head, unaware!

"Put down the gun!"

Mu Yichen's hand holding the pistol tightly trembled violently.

A pair of eyes were filled with blood red, and the whole body was trembling!

"Drop the gun! I'm impatient, one last warning, or..."

"don't want!"

Mu Yichen gritted his teeth, and slowly threw the gun to the ground.

"Kick it!"

The man with the scar threatened again: "Kick the gun over!"

Mu Yichen stretched his legs and kicked the gun aside.

A soldier behind him strode forward, raised the handle of the gun in his hand high, and hit him hard on the back of the neck.

Mu Yichen only felt a numbness like an electric shock, his vision went dark, he fainted, unconscious...

...

A Bentley slowly drove into Mu's house.

Mu Yazhe got out of the car, but suddenly saw the armed forces surrounded by the door, frowned, and quickly stepped into Mu's house.

"Master, you are back!"

"Where's grandpa!?"

"Master, he's upstairs, he's not awake yet!"

"It's already afternoon, why are you still awake?"

As Mu Yazhe said, he walked upstairs and opened the door, only to see Mu Sheng lying on the bed, his entire face was lifeless and bluish.

With a thought in his heart, he walked over abruptly, grasped his face, and squinted his eyes.

"How long has he been asleep?"

"Back to the young master, the master drank the medicine at three o'clock in the morning and fell asleep!"

Mu Yazhe frowned, leaned down slightly, and called out, "Grandpa!...Grandpa?!"

But Mu Sheng didn't wake up for a long time, and didn't respond at all.

It's not so much a deep sleep, it's more like a death, no anger at all.

If it wasn't for his faint breathing, Mu Yazhe really suspected that he would have passed away just like that!

"Where's the doctor?! Call the doctor!"

He raised his head and gave an order, and after a while, the private doctor rushed over.

"Show him, what's going on?!"

"Yes, yes..." The doctor didn't dare to neglect, and immediately stepped forward to check.

Mu Yazhe stepped aside and dialed Mu Yichen's number, but the phone was already turned off.

At this point in time, it's time to leave school!

Why is the phone not turned on yet! ?

Just as he was so suspicious, the driver came in a hurry. When he saw him, he was taken aback for a moment, and then hurriedly reported: "Master, it's not good! Young master, he's gone!"

"Missing?" Mu Yazhe narrowed his eyes dangerously, "What do you mean missing?"

"The teacher in the kindergarten said that he didn't see the young master early in the morning, and I didn't pick him up after school. Master, do you want to call the police..."

"Didn't you watch him enter the school gate?"

"I watched him enter the school gate with my own eyes!" The driver quickly explained with an aggrieved expression on his face.

This side is not over yet, the doctor finished the preliminary examination, walked up to him, and said in cold sweat: "Young master, master, he has been poisoned and is in a coma, he needs to be sent to the hospital immediately!"

"Poisoned?!"

"Hmm! The master's lips are purple, his body is stiff, and his complexion is livid. These are typical symptoms of poisoning, and he needs to be sent to the hospital immediately!"

Mu Yazhe's head hurt so badly that his brows were scratched, and his voice was terribly cold: "Hurry up and send to the doctor!"

"yes!"