At this moment, footsteps came from outside the door.▲∴

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man broke in and shouted: "Dad, I heard that my younger sister is sick... This is Dr. Smith I invited from Bangkok. She is an expert in dermatology. Let him see what the situation is like."

The man is medium in size and has a little weight.

He had a big back and looked quite majestic.

Behind the man, a blond man with blue eyes. He walked in, took a look at the situation in the room, and shouted: "Why do you need to pull the curtains? This will cause closure and may worsen the condition..."

Dr. Smith spoke fluently French and seemed to be a Frenchman.

He walked to Yingluck, but didn't care about the pus seeping out of the rash on Yingluck. He took out a pair of gloves and put them on his hands, squatted down and observed carefully. While observing, he asked the middle-aged man to pull the curtains and take out the flashlight, flipped Yingluck's eyelids, and then wanted to open Yingluck's mouth to see clearly the color of her tongue coating.

Of course, he used English to open the curtains.

"It's better not to open the curtains."

Yang Mu suddenly spoke, "That would make Yingluck's condition worse."

The middle-aged man had already walked to the window and heard Yang Mu's words, and then he noticed the existence of Yang Mu and Qingchuan Meixue.

"What did you say?"

Yang Mu used French just now, and the Doctor Smith also heard it and turned his head to look over.

"Why don't you let the curtains be opened, sir?"

Yang Mu didn't want to interfere in this matter, but since the other party asked, he didn't want to answer. He whispered: "Doctor. Yingluck isn't sick."

At this time, Ben Li also introduced the identities of Yang Mu and the others to the middle-aged man.

"What are you talking about?"

"It's ridiculous. Miss Yingluck's condition is very obvious. This gentleman actually said he wasn't sick?"

Dr. Smith showed a sarcastic smile and explained to the middle-aged man: "Although it was the first time I saw this symptom of Miss Yingluck, it was obvious that she was indeed sick. I needed to take a blood test and do a comprehensive examination of her to determine what kind of disease she was. However, according to my experience, skin disease requires an air circulation environment, which is conducive to the relief of Miss Yingluck's condition...

She is not suffering from an infectious disease, so you don't have to worry, but if this gentleman continues to get in the way, I don't guarantee what will happen."

"I am Yingluck's brother, Thaksin Sinava."

The middle-aged man, with a superior aura, said in a deep voice: "Mr. Frank, you said Yingluck is not sick. Then why is this happening?"

"I don't know!" Yang Mu thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "But I know one thing. Yingluck should have been cursed by someone. But I don't know very well now. What kind of curse the other party was using, so it's hard to explain."

"curse?"

He believed and heard it, and showed a slight look.

Although the art of abduction is widely circulated in Thailand, it is simply nonsense for Thaksin, who has received Western civilization education. He is now in the limelight and has decided to join the next prime ministerial campaign team of the Tai Ai Tai Party, and it is very likely that he will even become the leader of the Tai Ai Tai Party in the future. Therefore, he sneered at Yang Mu's answer. If it weren't for Yang Mu's friend, Thaksin might have driven them away long ago.

"Okay, Mr. Frank!"

He said: "Your idea is very constructive, but now, I need to treat my little sister as soon as possible. We will talk about other things later."

Although he was very polite in his words, he expressed the intention of seeing off the guests.

Yang Mu glanced at him without any excuse.

"Miss yoki, let's go."

"ah?"

“We have to rush to the station at one pm.

Since Mr. Thaksin has invited a doctor, we can't help here, so why not leave first and wait until Yingla recovers in the future."

After saying that, Yang Mu turned around and left.

Mixue Qingchuan didn't understand what was going on, so she quickly bowed to Thaksin and Benli, then looked at Yinglu on the hospital bed, and chased Yang Mu out of the room.

"He believes, why do you say that?"

Ben Li was standing aside, showing a hint of anger, "Mr. Frank is Yingluck's friend. If you say that, wouldn't you say it again...Mr. Frank, please stay."

He said, and chased him out.

Compared to Thaksin, Benli is an old man who believes in tradition more deeply.

He believed in things like the art of reincarnation, but Ben Li believed it deeply and even did some research specifically. He believed the words just now, which was obviously a bit offensive. What if Yang Mu and Qingchuan Meixue... Ben Li didn't want to miss it.

"Smith, how is that?"

"Open the window first to keep the air in the room circulating.

I drew blood for Miss Yingluck and tested it first. I believe there will be results soon. Her situation is clearly caused by some kind of bacterial infection. Although I don’t know the detailed situation yet, there should be no errors.”

He Xin thought about it and opened the curtains.

The sun shone into the room and immediately dispelled the sinister aura in the room.

He pushed open the window, and the wind blowing in from outside blew away a lot of the strange smell in the room.

The sun shines on Yingluck.

That beautiful face was as white as paper at this moment, covered with fine red rashes.

Smith took out the syringe from his medical box, drew some blood from Yingluck, and then put it in place. He wrote another prescription and some precautions, writing and dictating it while strengthening Thaksin's impression.

However, he did not notice that as the sunlight shone on Yingluck's face, the rash on Yingluck's face began to show signs of slow festering. She let out a weak moan, which attracted the attention of Thaksin. When he found that Yingluck not only had festering on her face, but even festering on her arms, he immediately showed a terrified expression.

"Smith, Dr. Smith!"

"What's wrong?"

"Look, look at Yingluck!"

Smith quickly turned his head and noticed the strange change, and was stunned.

"Smith, what's going on... Yingluck was fine just now, why, why is it starting to fester now?"

"God, I don't know!"

Smith was also confused and blurted out: "I swear, I have never encountered such a situation."

"Damn it!"

In his mind, the words Yang Mu had just said echoed: Yingluck was not sick, but was cursed.

He turned around suddenly, closed the window in a hurry, and then pulled the curtains on.

At this time, Ben Li walked in from outside, and when he saw this scene, he was stunned, and immediately had a bad premonition in his heart.

"He believes, what are you doing?"

"Dad, where are those two friends of Yingluck? I mean, Mr. Frank?"

He believed that at this time, he was no longer as calm as before. He stepped forward and grabbed Ben Li's arm and asked loudly.

“They were already in the car and left, and I asked Tony to take them to the station.

It’s not me that I’m talking about you, you’re so rude! Mr. Frank… My God, Yingluck, my Yingluck, what’s wrong with her? Damn, I just said, why don’t you believe Mr. Frank?”

The curtains were pulled up and the windows were closed.

However, the signs of Yingluck's skin ulcer were not relieved, but became more and more serious.

In the air, the terrifying fishy smell became stronger and stronger. From Yingluck's skin ulceration, a sticky black liquid gushed out. Smith had already reacted at this time and quickly injected Yingluck with antibiotics, but it did not improve.

Hexin had no choice but to worry about anything else at this time, rushed out of the room and headed straight downstairs.

"Where are Mr. Frank and their cars?"

"Ah? I've just left the manor gate."

"Damn it, who has Tony's phone number? Who the hell knows Tony's phone number, tell me quickly!" Hexin seemed to be crazy, roaring loudly, and even woke up the sleeping gold and ran downstairs.

At this time, a car drove from outside the manor and stopped outside.

Master Jiabayun walked out of the car, heard Thaksin's shouting, and walked into the living room and laughed: "Mr. Thaksin, what happened? What did you want Tony's phone number?"

"Master, you're here just right. Please help me see what happened to Yingluo?"
Chapter completed!