Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

Entering the house, An Jinshu saw Mr. Mo's busy back.

Hearing her voice, Mr. Mo turned around with a dark face and asked, "What did you feed him?"

His expression was truly terrifying, which made An Jinshu realize the seriousness of the matter.

"Orange and white fungus soup made by myself."

Mr. Mo turned his head and said: "It's poisonous inside."

These words hit An Jinshu's ears with the thunder outside. The sharp buzzing sound pierced her eardrums and gave her a headache that was going to explode.

"What did you say?"

She thought she heard it wrong: "Poisonous? Where is it poisonous?"

Mr. Mo repeated in a cold voice: "The food you gave him was poisonous."

The sharp tinnitus sounded again, and An Jinshu's body was crumbling, supported only by the strength of the red carp.

"I made it myself, how could it be poisonous?"

She had never been in the hands of others, not to mention that she divided the white fungus soup into three portions. It was clear that her grandmother and father were fine, so why did she choose Qingchen to be troubled?

After spending so much effort to collect medicinal materials and desperately trying to save him, how could she poison him.

"You must be mistaken, I didn't poison you."

Mr. Mo sneered and said without turning his head: "I didn't say you poisoned me. What I said was that the bowl was poisonous."

"Impossible." An Jinshu covered her head. She tried to remember, but except for her and Hongli Ali, no one else had handled the whole process. Where did the poison come from?

Hong Li and A Li will never betray her, she has no doubt about this.

Who could that be?

who is it!

She didn't have the slightest clue, because she did it herself, and the things she used were all from her house, so no one had the chance to poison her.

Gu Qingchen's situation didn't allow her to think too much.

He kept vomiting blood, and Mr. Mo was helpless.

After Gu Qingchen spit out a mouthful of blood for the last time, Mo Lao's old face was cracked inch by inch. His eyes were cold and angry, and he stood up and asked An Jinshu: "Where is the medicine?"

An Jinshu saw his expression and knew something was wrong, but the medicine was still short of the last gastrodia elata: "The medicine...the medicine was still short of the last taste."

"It's too late, it's too late." Mr. Mo muttered, his face as black as coal, and he was about to walk out.

An Jinshu saw that he was about to leave and quickly followed him: "Old Doctor Mo, is there no other way besides that antidote? There must be other ways, right?"

Mr. Mo smiled sarcastically, as if he was laughing at the lightness of her words: "If you have a way, are you willing to trade your life for his?"

I just said it casually, but Mr. Mo was really angry at Gu Qingchen's move. Regardless of whether this was part of his scheme or not, the blood he spat out was not fake. He was ruining his body like this, but look at it. What are the people doing in Anjia?

An Ruhe, that common man, except for marching and fighting, his mind was in a blur. Things were so strange, and there were doubts everywhere. He actually beat someone so seriously without saying a word.

If the young master hadn't stopped him, he would have taken a copy of him and asked the emperor to take his head off!

To kill the prince and grandson, even if An Ruhe had ten heads, it wouldn't be enough to cut him off. He was really a piece of shit, and he was so angry!

"I am willing."

Suddenly the girl's clear and gentle voice sounded.

Mo Lao's dark face suddenly twitched twice as he realized what she meant by "I do".

His dark and turbid eyes stared fixedly at the girl in front of him: "Are you willing? Do you know that I am not joking with you."

An Jinshu stood in front of him, his eyes firm and unflinching: "I am not talking nonsense on a whim. The method that Dr. Mo said may be able to teach me."

Human nature is the most elusive thing. Mr. Mo listened to An Jinshu's words with no expression, and just regarded them as her impulsive words when she was excited.

He has seen too many touching words such as those who said they would risk their lives for their own lives and follow them when life and death were at stake.

But later, people left and the tea cooled, the dead passed away, but the living remained.

Therefore, from the bottom of his heart, he did not take An Jinshu's words seriously, and even wanted to see her wonderful expression when she learned about this life-changing method.

So he cleared his throat, and there was a playful look in his cloudy eyes: "Since Miss An wants to know, there is no harm in telling you. You and Mr. Gu have the same poison, so the blood of the two of you is good medicine for each other." .

If Miss An wanted to save him, she only needed to drain some blood, but she didn't know how much blood she would have to drain. It might be useless even if all the blood was drained. "

Mo Lao originally thought that after he said this, he would see the pale face and frightened eyes of the person in front of him.

But the expected panic and fear did not appear.

On the contrary, the person in front of him was strangely calm. An Jinshu raised his head and looked at Mr. Mo: "Can feeding him blood detoxify him?"

She was too calm and different from everyone else in the past. Mr. Mo was startled for a moment, and then he almost nodded.

"I know." An Jinshu smiled and then turned and walked out.

"Miss, wait for me."

As soon as they left, Mr. Mo slapped his forehead with an "ouch" in annoyance. He glanced at the person on the couch and said in his heart, why did he say such words out of anger.

It would be terrible if something happens to that little girl.

He hurried out of the house in a panic, intending to catch up with the person and tell them that he was just talking nonsense and he must not take it seriously.

But as soon as he left the house, Zhang Bao hurriedly chased him out: "Mr. Ge, the young master is vomiting blood again."

When Mr. Mo heard this, his feet froze, and he couldn't help but choose the latter between the two choices.

The method he just mentioned was so horrifying. How could a normal person just empty his blood and feed it to others? That girl was so precious about her life that she would never hurt herself for that kid.

There was no need for him to worry unfoundedly, he thought and turned back to the house.

Hong Li held an umbrella and caught up with An Jinshu: "Miss, where are we going?"

"Go back to the yard, wash up, and change clothes." An Jinshu replied softly, looking at the road ahead.

Hong Li hesitated for a moment: "Miss, aren't we going to the old lady's place?"

They have all got the key, they just need to sneak into Ruyiyuan and enter the warehouse to get Gastrodia elata.

An Jinshu stopped, looked down at her embroidered shoes that were stained red with blood, and after a long while she said, "Let's change into clean clothes first before going."

.........

It was windy and rainy, the sky was about to fall, and the dark night was pierced by lightning, reflecting two sneaky figures on the wall.

"Miss, be careful, I will follow you."

The clothes he had just changed were soaked by the rain again, and the coldness invaded his bone marrow. An Jinshu rolled into the Ruyi Courtyard with the help of the red carp.

The two of them did not dare to stay by the wall, and headed to the warehouse of Ruyiyuan in the dark under the cold rain.

"Is this here?" An Jinshu looked at the wooden door in front of him and folded his arms.

Hong Li inserted the key into the lock cylinder, and with a click, the lock opened.

"This is the main library, important things like that can only be placed here."

Because it was raining heavily and no one was patrolling, the two of them slipped into the warehouse smoothly.

However, An Jinshu did not smell the strange fragrance described by the red carp. As he went deeper into the room, he saw an Eight Immortals table in the middle of the warehouse. There was a brocade box on the table, which was opened wide and faced An Jinshu and the two.

The two of them approached slowly under the faint light of Huozhezi, and a sweet aroma suddenly appeared on the tip of their noses. An Jin felt happy, it seemed that this was the smell of that day numbness.

She walked forward quickly, but when she saw the situation in the box, the joy on her face faded completely in an instant.