Five years later, she surprised the world with her Zaizai

Ning Nuannuan took a step back subconsciously.

Zhao Liyang didn't give her a chance, and grabbed her throat with one hand, his eyes filled with murderous hatred.

"I don't allow you to get close to Shu'er!"

Seeing this, Bo Shiyan stepped forward and pulled Zhao Liyang away, but saw Ning Nuannuan frowning and shaking her head at him, her eyes clearly telling him - never intervene unless absolutely necessary.

Because Zhao Lishu was critically ill, Zhao Liyang accumulated all his hatred on Ning Nuannuan.

The palm that pinched Ning Nuannuan was so hard that her breathing suddenly became difficult.

His woman was injured under his nose, and the coldness in Bo Shiyan's eyes became even stronger.

Seeing that Bo Shiyan was unwilling to give up, Ning Nuannuan silently told Bo Shiyan with her lips.

"……don't want."

Bo Shiyan's fists clenched tighter and tighter, the veins on his arms popped out, and the light in his phoenix eyes became dim.

He understood her, but seeing her risking his life made him hate that he could understand her.

Does this little girl understand?

Whether the daughter of the Zhao family lives or dies has nothing to do with him. She is the trump card that holds his fate.

Bo Shiyan restrained himself and did not interfere.

Zhao Liyang looked at Ning Nuannuan and said: "Shu'er has never hurt you, why do you do this to her? She is only twenty years old, and her life has just begun. Why do you want to poison her so viciously?"

"It's not me." Ning Nuannuan replied with a pale face, her almond-shaped eyes full of stubbornness.

Zhao Liyang increased the force on his hands and asked, "You are still making excuses! Before Shu'er fell into coma, she clearly said it was you! You still haven't repented!"

The pain in Ning Nuannuan's neck suddenly intensified, and the suffocation of death seemed to be getting closer and closer to him.

"I'm not here to discuss with you...who is the culprit...? I'm here to save...her...if you want her to survive, just...let go...let me go..."

Zhao Liyang narrowed his eyes and mocked: "You, her murderer, still want to save her... Am I that easy to deceive?"

The feeling of suffocation made every word Ning Nuannuan said difficult, but there was never a trace of panic in her eyes.

"Your sister... can still live... but if you strangle me... she is destined not to live..."

"you--"

"Think about why I came out of the police station so quickly? If I hadn't...tacitly allowed you to strangle me...are you sure you can touch me?" Ning Nuannuan said slowly, "Bo...Bo Shi Yandu You're helping me...you still have...something to worry about!"

Zhao Liyang was stunned and his eyes touched Bo Shiyan behind him.

The man's face was extraordinary, but he had a pair of scarlet phoenix eyes, as if he had walked out of Abi Hell, which made people shudder.

Bo Shiyan has been enduring it, and it's very hard.

"Not to mention that she is not the murderer who poisoned your sister..." Bo Shiyan said coldly, "If you step back ten thousand steps, what if she kills your sister?"

The man's sullen eyes made Zhao Liyang's heart tremble.

That sentence was not a joke by Bo Shiyan!

While thinking complicatedly, Zhao Liyang couldn't help but slowly let go of Ning Nuannuan's hand.

Move your hands away.

A bright red to purple mark appeared clearly on Ning Nuannuan's fair and slender neck, which looked quite shocking.

Ning Nuannuan coughed a few times, but didn't care about the pain in her neck.

"...Don't worry, in order to prove my innocence, I will do my best to cure Miss Zhao."

Ning Nuannuan walked around Zhao Liyang, walked to the bedside, pulled her hand out of the quilt, and put it lightly on her wrist.

Zhao Lishu's pulse was messy and slow, and poisonous blood had flowed through her limbs and bones.

If he had arrived later and the poison had flowed into Zhao Lishu's heart, even Daluo Jinxian would not be able to save her.

fortunately.

Everything is in time.

Ning Nuannuan lifted up her dress and took out the needle bag from the leather bag tied to her calf. After unfolding it, there were neat rows of ice needles.

"Shuer, she..."

"My sister can still be saved."

Ning Nuannuan calmly took out a silver needle that shone with cold light and inserted it into Zhao Lishu's Baihui point quickly and accurately.