Whether it is the opportunity that Bai Zimo deliberately left me or the problem created by the rockery god, it must be solved.

I originally wanted to ask Bai Zimo in my heart where to start.

But then I thought about it, if I rely on him for everything, then what progress would I have made?

Since these things have come to me, they have some connection with me.

Even if I don’t have a white snake on my body, I may not be able to escape it.

Bai Zimo's ability to wake up from me also shows that I have a close relationship with him.

Although the people in Yunjia Village were not friendly to me before, I couldn't even watch them being hurt and indifferent.

He said to the village chief: "So many people lost their voices at the same time, which is really extraordinary. Let me see what the situation is. If it is poisoned, I have to find a way to get an antidote."

The village chief nodded quickly: "Okay, I'll thank you for it on behalf of everyone!"

The adoptive father coughed lightly on the side, then pulled my arm, and whispered in my ear: "A Lian, there is something to do and not to do anything. Can you really let go of them treating you so much before?"

I raised the corner of my adoptive father and smiled slightly. From his expression, I could guess that he was not afraid of me for healing the villagers, but for me to take advantage of this opportunity to take revenge.

This is the lives of hundreds of people.

Even if I hold a grudge, I can't joke about everyone's lives.

"Dad, I will be careful. I can cure their disease!"

Seeing that I said this, my adoptive father relaxed his eyebrows a little.

I diagnosed the village chief's pulse. The pulse was stable, there was no problem, and there was no toxin in my body, so I wanted to see his throat.

Seeing this, the adoptive father took a chair and signaled the village chief to sit down and open his mouth to let me check.

Then he took out a flashlight and handed it to me, and asked in a voice: "A Lian, have you seen what happened?"

As his adoptive father said, he turned on the flashlight and came over to see it, but he took a look and gasped.

Swipe and look at me.

The eyes were full of inquiries.

I shook my head slightly and said to him: "The reason has been found. It is indeed poisoning. We can start to make antidotes!"

The adoptive father frowned and his lips shook, and finally understood why I said that.

Apart from using poisoning to explain, there is no way to tell everyone the truth about the loss of voice.
Chapter completed!