The petite wife of the paranoid boss turned wild

Chapter 275 White is Poison, Black is Medicine

Su Yantang glanced at him with a hint of reproach.

"Where is the injury?"

"Back." Lu Jingyao buried his head in the hollow of her neck, greedily absorbing the breath from her body, and at the same time comforted in a low voice: "It's okay."

"It's just a small injury."

While speaking, Xu Ziyan had already brought in the medicine.

He coughed lightly, interrupting their chat.

"This is medicine." Xu Ziyan handed the medicine to Su Yantang.

It was a round wooden box without any logo on the outside, it was like a three-no product.

If Xu Ziyan hadn't given this to her, she would have thrown it in the trash can.

Holding the small wooden box, she asked curiously, "Which company is this product from?"

"A friend of mine made it." When Xu Ziyan said this, he looked straight at Su Yantang, "She is very powerful, and the medicines she made are very useful."

Su Yantang nodded without asking further questions.

"Dip a little bit of this on a cotton swab each time and apply it to the wound." Xu Ziyan said again, "It will take about three days to heal."

Su Yantang memorized them one by one.

Xu Ziyan glanced at the time, "It's getting late, I'm leaving first."

With Lu Jingyao's acquiescence, Xu Ziyan left quickly.

Su Yantang played with the small wooden box in her hand.

The fingertip touched the edge twice, obviously it was just an unconscious movement, but it didn't know what it touched, and half of a complete round wooden box popped out from the bottom.

Su Yantang froze for a moment, then opened the top cover.

I saw a layer of black medicinal mud on the top, but white medicinal mud underneath.

Su Yantang looked at Lu Jingyao, "Is this... the medicinal paste on it?"

Lu Jingyao stared closely at the black mud, his face changed for a moment.

This medicine box was left by Su Yantang, or more precisely, it was left by Su Yantang before he lost his memory.

When they fought side by side in the dangerous area, they would inevitably suffer some injuries. These medicinal pastes were researched by her in the past, and their effects are better than any wound medicines on the market.

But no one knew the recipe except herself, not even him.

She never liked talking to him about it.

If Su Yantang hadn't accidentally opened the hidden button today, he wouldn't even have known that this little pill box had something hidden in it.

Think about it, too, with her once cautious and paranoid temperament, how could she not be prepared?
If he guessed correctly, the black medicinal mud is a good medicine for healing wounds, and the white medicinal mud is a poison that can kill people invisible.

Lu Jingyao's eyes flickered slightly, and he said calmly, "Black medicinal mud."

Su Yantang nodded, pushed the other half back, and closed the lid by the way.

"This is for tomorrow morning, right?" She asked again.

Lu Jingyao responded with a low "hmm".

Su Yantang put away the medicine box, "Okay, I'll help you up to rest."

As for her going to City B to attend an academic seminar, let's wait until tomorrow.

At night, both of them had fallen asleep, and Su Yantang had another dream.

In the dream, she who looked a little younger was playing with a small wooden box, and a voice seemed to come from her ear.

"What if this black mud is snatched away by others?"

Then, she heard herself in the dream say in a cold voice she had never had before: "There is also Baini."

White is poison and black is medicine, but the world always thinks that white is medicine and black is poison.

(End of this chapter)