On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 1956 Strange Disease

The black-sailed boat sailed towards the pavilion in the middle of the lake. The wooden oars made a tiny "splashing" sound as they stirred the water, which made Yan Ruyu inexplicably uneasy.

She stood at the bow, the lake breeze lifted the corners of her robe, but her eyes passed over the shimmering water and fell on the distant shore.

There stood a slender figure, it was Miss Li.

The distance was too far, and Yan Ruyu couldn't see her expression clearly.

But for some reason, there is always an indescribable weird feeling lingering in my heart.

Huo Changhe stood beside her, his eyes followed her gaze, his brows slightly furrowed.

"That Miss Li...there is indeed something wrong."

Yan Ruyu retracted her gaze and nodded slowly: "I'll find out more about her background later."

Just as he finished speaking, Su Shengsheng's clear voice came from the front: "Doctor, we are almost at the Lake Center Pavilion!"

Before, I always looked at it from a distance on the shore, but this time I looked at it up close.

Yan Ruyu looked up and saw a pavilion with green tiles and red pillars standing alone in the middle of the lake, with a thin layer of moss covering the roof.

There were no tables or chairs in the pavilion, making it seem a bit empty.

Su Zhenhai personally rowed the boat to the stone steps beside the pavilion, tied the rope firmly to the stone pile, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

Everyone stepped onto the bluestone slabs of the pavilion in the middle of the lake one by one. There was still dew from last night in the cracks of the slabs, making them a little slippery to step on.

Su Zhenhai walked straight to the round stone slab engraved with cloud patterns in the center of the pavilion. He squatted down and groped the edge of the stone slab with his fingertips for a while. Suddenly, he pressed down on a protruding stone animal head and pushed down hard.

"Click——"

A dull mechanical sound came from underground. Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe looked at each other warily at the same time, only to see that the round stone slab slowly sank downwards. Then, accompanied by a rumbling sound, two stone rails with gears rose on both sides of the stone slab, forming a staircase leading to the underground.

A cold wind mixed with the smell of mold and moisture rushed in from below, making Su Shengsheng unable to help but clench his hands and tense his body.

Su Zhenhai took out a torch from his pocket and lit it. The orange-red flame instantly dispelled some of the darkness: "Let's go."

He was the first to step onto the stone steps. The light of the torch cast a swaying shadow on the stair wall. Su Shengsheng bit his lip and followed.

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe followed closely behind.

The underground passage is narrow and dark, and the stone walls on both sides are covered with water droplets. With every step you take, you can hear the "tick-tick" sound of dripping water droplets, which interweaves with the footsteps of the crowd and appears particularly clear.

The further down you go, the more humid the air becomes, and there's a faint, indescribable fishy smell, like the fishy smell of fish soaked in water in a market, with a hint of rust.

Suddenly, a faint gasp drifted over with the wind. The sound was rough and rapid, as if someone was breathing with difficulty as if his throat was strangled. Then, there was the "clatter, clatter" sound of dragging iron chains. The sound echoed in the empty underground passage, causing waves of echoes.

Su Shengsheng's face turned pale instantly, and his steps suddenly stopped. His fingers gripping the corner of Su Zhenhai's clothes turned white with force: "Dad, it's... it's big brother! Big brother seems to be having another attack!"

Su Zhenhai tightened his grip on the torch, his expression not much better than Su Shengsheng's. However, he did not speak, but just quickened his pace. The light of the torch seemed a little fragile in the darkness ahead.

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe exchanged glances, and both saw solemnity in each other's eyes.

The atmosphere in this underground dark room was too weird. The panting sound was not like that of an ordinary person, but rather like some trapped beast struggling. The reactions of Su Zhenhai and his daughter made them feel that this matter was not simple at all.

After walking for about half an incense stick of time, a heavy stone door appeared in front of them.

The panting and the sound of the chains came from behind the stone gate, and now it became clearer. The heavy panting was like a dying fish trying desperately to breathe. Every rise and fall was wet and sticky, and the sound of the chains dragging was particularly harsh.

Su Zhenhai stood in front of the stone gate, his shoulders trembling slightly. He took a deep breath, fumbled with his fingers in the grooves on the stone gate for a while, and finally found the mechanism.

With a slight "click" sound, the stone door slowly opened inward, and a strong fishy smell hit her face, making Yan Ruyu frown.

The light of the torch illuminated the scene behind the stone door. It was a small dark room with thin water stains on the floor and moss-covered walls.

And in the center of the darkroom, a man was tied up.

The man had disheveled hair, which covered his entire face, making it impossible to see his features clearly.

His limbs were tightly locked with heavy iron chains, the other end of which was fixed to an iron ring on the wall. Every time he struggled, the chains would make a loud "clattering" sound.

The most shocking thing was that in the light of the torch, the man's exposed skin was covered with a layer of fine silver fish scales. The scales reflected the cold light faintly in the dark environment, like countless tiny ice particles, exuding a strange chill.

Yan Ruyu's pupils contracted slightly and she subconsciously held her breath.

She had seen all kinds of people, but she had never seen anyone like this.

The silver fish scales were tightly attached to the skin, rising and falling slightly with the man's breathing, as if they were born on his body.

Su Zhenhai stood at the door, his face as pale as paper. The hand holding the torch kept shaking, and the flames shook violently, stretching the shadows in the dark room longer and shorter, adding a bit of horror to the atmosphere.

Su Shengsheng hid behind Su Zhenhai, daring only to show a pair of eyes to look around secretly. When he saw the fish scales on the man's body, his body couldn't help but tremble violently.

Huo Changhe stared intently at the person in the center of the darkroom, his voice low and alert: "Envoy Su, what on earth is going on?"

Su Zhenhai opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but swallowed the words back and just sighed heavily. When his eyes fell on the man, they were filled with complex emotions, including pain, helplessness, and a hint of imperceptible fear.

In the darkroom, the man's breathing became heavier and heavier, and the frequency of dragging the chain became faster and faster.

Yan Ruyu stared at the man's face covered by his hair, and the doubts in her heart grew deeper and deeper - is this Su Jingzhuo?

Judging from the appearance of Su Zhenhai and Su Shengsheng, Su Jingzhuo is not an ugly person. Huo Changhe also said that Su Zhenhai's children are very good-looking.

Could it be that his strange disease changes his appearance? Are the scales on his body a symptom of the disease?

But why did Su Zhenhai and his daughter trap him here?

Su Zhenhai's voice trembled: "Son..."

Su Zhenhai closed his eyes, his voice choked, and when he opened his eyes again, he looked at Yan Ruyu.

"Doctor, don't you want to see my son?"

"he is the one."

"I hope you are sure you can cure him."