"So... I haven't heard of anyone who has been poisoned by this poison and has survived..." Xiaobai opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to say this sentence.
"..." Hua Weiluo's expression suddenly turned pale, her lips trembled slightly, and then she asked in a low voice: "Is it true that no one has successfully found this medicine?"
"Yes." Xiaobai thought for a moment, then nodded.
"Then...why didn't you survive??" After Hua Weiluo heard Xiaobai's words, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"This..." Xiaobai looked at the flowers before they fell with a troubled expression. He hesitated for a long time, and finally continued: "Because this medicine has to be drank for seven or forty-nine days. After these seven and forty-nine days,
Inside, every day, the poisoned person must have sex with the woman who serves as the medicine guide... Only then can the poison be discharged... Ahem... Even if someone finds the medicine guide... But this has happened for nearly two consecutive years.
Months of ****... but also unable to do enough... that... finally... finally..."
Xiaobai stammered for a long time, and finally felt that he couldn't speak any more.
"Damn it!! Isn't it possible to just drink seventy-seven forty-nine days of medicine??!!" Hua Weiluo's face suddenly turned red.
In the end, those people probably died not from poisoning, but from excessive sexual intercourse and exhaustion of energy, right?
"Well." Xiaobai glanced at Hua Weiluo very seriously, then took the Chinese medicine in her hand and whispered: "I'll make the medicine for you first... you... you can think about it later..."
After Xiaobai finished speaking, he took the medicine and turned around and walked out of the room.
In the huge room, only Hua Weiluo was left standing in front of the bed, looking at Zhishan who was lying quietly on the bed and falling asleep.
This this……
Hua Weiluo couldn't help but cover her face with her hands... When she heard what Xiaobai said just now, she was ready to fight... But then she heard what she said continuously for seventy-seven forty-nine days.
…
Why does she feel that this poison...has become so erotic...
Hua Weiluo sighed softly, sat down next to Zhishan, and held his cold big hand tightly with a pair of white and slender hands. For a moment, she didn't know what to do...
What if this medicine introduction is successful... But what if the little junior brother has been in a row for seven or forty-nine days... will it...
Before the flowers fell, as I thought about it, my fair little face became like a ripe apple.
Emma!! What on earth is she thinking at this time...
No wonder Zhi Fang told the antidote so simply. In fact, he knew that the antidote was difficult to find...
In other words, he clearly knows that his junior disciple is cold-blooded and it is impossible for him to like anyone. Even with the formula of this antidote, there is no cure...
Hua Weiluo bit her lip gently and lowered her head to look at Zhishan's face.
His features were still so handsome, but those deep eyes were tightly closed at the moment, preventing her from seeing the light in them. His pale and somewhat transparent face, as well as his cold body temperature, finally made her
Put aside all worries.
No matter what, the younger brother can't lie down like this forever. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, she will save him!!
Hua Weiluo gently leaned over, lying on his chest, listening to the heartbeat in his chest, and whispered: "Junior brother, you must be fine..."
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Good night, the classmate who said that she is not worried about the hero at all, and that the hero will definitely not die anyway... Is it really okay for you to treat Huahua like this... Why are you so happy when your junior brother has fainted...
