Chapter 387

What I checked for her is Feiyang. After seeing it from head to toe, she came out of the room with a dignified face. Looking at Ling shaotian's nervous face, she was half envious that Zhang Ruiqing had been given this kind of medicine.

"How? Is there any solution?" He had a heavy face, with obvious worry.

"It's OK. You're her husband. Only you can take this medicine." Fly to lift an eye to solemnly look at him, slowly say.

Listen to her finish this sentence, Ling shaotian is more gloomy, once again open mouth: "there is no other way?"

"It's a slow medicine, but it's powerful. There's no solution for Ben unless she can resist soaking in freezing water for days." Feiyang puts away the stethoscope and responds lightly.

This medicine was developed by cha Sijie. Feiyang knows that it must have been during that period. When Cha Sijie had an accident, Chu took over the trend of black market medicine in TianChao city and cut off such a powerful medicine to harm people.

Now that chasjie's dead, there's no antidote.

Ling shaotian frowned and waved: "go out." Feiyang answered and left the room.

At this time, Zhang Ruiqing already felt something was wrong. He grabbed the quilt and cried in a trembling voice: "Ling shaotian, how did she leave? The antidote? I feel so bad. You asked her to make antidote for me."

Ling shaotian listened to the shallow chant of bone erosion, and her cold eyes were even more gloomy. She stepped forward to her side, leaned over her, supported her with both hands, and shackled her in her arms.

"Zhang Ruiqing, there is no antidote. Cha Sijie is dead. There is no antidote in the world. The only way is to be your antidote." Ling shaotian stares at Zhang Ruiqing with deep meaning and says slowly every word.

The woman at the moment showed a painful expression, clutching the sheets tightly, holding back the discomfort in her body, and growling: "why, why is it this way every time, Ling shaotian? Why should I be forced to bear all this? You tell me, why in the end."

Looking at her painful eyes closed, the corner of the tears across the cheek fell on the pillow, Ling shaotian's heart seems to be hollowed out, stretch out his hand to wipe away her tears, suppress the pain of heart, stuffy voice proposal: "if you really don't want to, I can help you find Li muyuan, I don't want to see you have an accident, sorry, it's all my negligence."

"Don't you think I'm doing enough harm? Do you think I might go to find Li muyuan? Ling shaotian, you mean it. You know that you're the only one who's most likely at the moment, but you mean to tell me that there's no possibility for me and Li muyuan any more. It's just that you forget that he's with Yan Ruyu, the woman who drugged me and made me lose my virginity, They are together. Do you think life is ironic Zhang Ruiqing cried to vent his dissatisfaction.

After what happened to Li muyuan, she didn't say a word or mention it. She only thought that it had never happened, but self deception was just a means, and pain was just repressed in her heart.

"Don't cry..." Ling shaotian's cold thin lips fell on her forehead, with a deep love and shallow kiss.

"How can he be together with that woman when he is in love with me? How can he betray me again? I really want to have a good life with him and Dabao. Ling shaotian, do you know that if it didn't happen to you, Li muyuan and I would get married, and our family would live a happy life with Meimei, But in the end, ha ha, the result is like this. Do you think we are doomed to torture for a lifetime? " Zhang Ruiqing reaches for Ling shaotian's neck. Although he is staring at shuilingling's eyes, his eyes are empty and frightening.

Listening to her complaint, Ling shaotian was distressed, really distressed. He put his hand around her, kisses her, covers her neck and coaxes her in a low voice: "no, it's not like this. As long as you like, I can use my whole life's love to compensate you, as long as you like, as long as you like..."

He wanted to ask if you would like to try again, but he didn't dare to ask. She was afraid that the answer was not what she wanted. In that case, his current behavior is not to combine with his beloved, but to help Zhang Ruiqing out.

Zhang Ruiqing doesn't look like she's shaking. Her brain is full of chaos. Ling shaotian's voice is like washing her brain and stimulating her again and again.

Want to speak, but can't make a sound, only open mouth shallow chant, pink lips like ripe peach and others picking, Ling shaotian lift eyes to see such a scene, can't help but do an unexpected but reasonable thing, kiss, live her lips.

The body that has been prepared is filled with tenderness by him. Zhang Ruiqing opens his eyes to the man in front of him, weeping and laughing, just like a child, letting him toss and turn.

"I am not back to the past, Ling shaotian, how can you be so gentle..." this is the voice of her smile and whisper when she is happy.

Zhuanshun cried again, lying in the quilt, tightly holding the sheet, crying hysterically: "you beast, let go of me, I hate you, I hate you, I'm in pain, Ling shaotian, you let me go, I'm really in pain."

Her mouth is full of tears, Ling shaotian heartache, know that she is because the drug has no reason, but the subconscious thought is experienced will reflect.

She has love and hate for Ling shaotian, and her scream also carries her name. It's obvious that he has been engraved in his blood and bone, and she can't forget whether it's love or hate.

"It's OK, everything will be OK, Rui Qing, don't cry, don't cry." Ling shaotian hugged her tightly and whispered in her ears the soft words like water.

It was not until late at night that this love affair ended. Ling shaotian's wound was not healed. For several hours, the intermittent movement made his wound collapse again.

Feiyang, who is waiting next door, knows that there will be such an accident. She never leaves. When ah Yan knocks on the door and says that the president's wound is cracked, she is ready.

Regardless of his wound, Ling shaotian carefully flattens the woman beside him. After she lies down, he pulls the quilt to cover her. After a series of gentle actions, he slowly gets up and walks to the living room outside.

"To see how she is?" Ling shaotian's lips were dry and the gauze on his waist was rosy. He poured himself a glass of water and took a drink.

"Your injury..." Feiyang also wanted to say that she didn't have a big problem. As long as she solved the medicine, she would have nothing to do with sweating.

But Ling shaotian insisted: "go and have a look."

Flying through the door, the clothes on the messy bed fall on it. The thin woman only shows her head outside. The whole air is full of the smell of ambiguity, which is hard to ignore.

She stepped forward, carefully opened the quilt, Zhang Ruiqing smooth muscle, skin is full of red marks, from top to bottom, everywhere.

The stethoscope fell on her heart. After listening, she opened her eyelids and observed for a while. After that, she pulled up the quilt to improve her condition.

After walking out, Ling shaotian hurried forward and asked nervously again: "what's the matter?"

Feiyang nodded: "it's much better. No accident. There will be another time tomorrow morning when the remaining poison will be cleared. Let me bandage your wound."

"Will this cause harm to her body? She is still in lactation. Can she be fed in such a situation?" Ling shaotian sat on a high stool and asked Feiyang to bandage her body.