"Are you afraid of me now? Jiang Zimo, I really didn't expect that you, who is not afraid of anything, would sometimes feel scared?" There was vicious ridicule in his words, and even a trace of melancholy questioning.
"I'm not afraid, I'll probably die." Jiang Zimo heard his hoarse voice, broken and hoarse, as if it had been cut by a knife.
"Do you think I am reluctant to kill you?" Unconsciously, a hint of a smile before anger appeared on the corner of Murong Qingzhen's lips.
What did he see? Those cold ice-like eyes in the darkness, that slightly raised head, that subconsciously straightened back. When facing him, even though she was tired and weak, she still looked like someone preparing for battle in the dark night.
kitten.
Why does such a weak body still want to resist fate?
"If you wanted my life, you wouldn't wait until now."
"You are right, Azi, you have always been a very smart person. So, what I am going to say next, I hope you can use your smart brain to make accurate and clear judgments, can you do it?
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"You want to discuss my IQ with me now? Murong Qingzhen, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."
"Are you afraid of what I'm going to tell you next? Ah Zi, you used to be very courageous, but you would never behave like this." He was mocking her cowardice. He knew her and knew that she would never accept this.
evaluate.
As expected, Jiang Zimo sneered and whispered: "I told you, I have nothing to be afraid of."
He walked straight to her bedside and showed the disposable syringe in his hand.
She suddenly raised her head, shook her head and sternly said, hiding at the head of the bed. "No! No! Murong Qingzhen, I don't want to fight this!"
She still remembers that feeling of being groggy and like being tortured. It was such a terrible feeling. She would never do it again!
Murong Qingzhen frowned and said, "Are you sure you really don't want to take this medicine? Do you know what it is used for?"
Jiang Zimo shook her head desperately, she huddled up in fear, and whispered: "I don't want it! Murong Qingzhen, Qingzhen! Please kill me with one knife, don't give me this! Please, die instead."
Is the law good?"
He stopped at the edge of the bed beside her, handed the potion in his hand to her, forced his hand across her face, and said with no emotion or anger in his mouth: "I told you, I won't kill you.
.But if you really don’t want to inject this potion, then even I can’t save you.”
Her face was clamped by him, and she looked at him blankly. After a while, she said in surprise: "Qingzhen, what are you talking about?"
"I'm telling you, you've been poisoned. If you don't inject this medicine, you and I will die." Murong Qingzhen tried his best to state the facts in a calm tone. When he saw the pain flashing through her eyes,
The playfulness in his eyes became even more serious.
He knew that she had always been an extremely smart girl.
"You said, I was poisoned? Why? Who poisoned me...?" She didn't understand who poisoned her, and why did he also die together?
"His purpose is for me, a man who is very likely to have a physical relationship with you. Maybe he doesn't want you to die, or he even left the antidote specifically for you, but his purpose is definitely to want me to die.