I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

He stood up and walked quickly towards Fang Ling'er, picking her up. He put his hand in front of her nose to test her breathing.

"Go get the silver needle, hurry up..." Lin Boyuan scolded Nu Cen worriedly.

He put Fang Ling'er on the sofa, then grabbed the thin blanket next to her and covered her.

He sat next to her, held her hand and said: "Ling'er, I didn't mean it... I didn't mean to hurt you, you must support me.

They all betrayed me and all left me.

You can't leave me anymore, Ling'er, do you hear me? "

Nu Cen carried the medicine box to the coffee table and handed the silver needle package inside to Lin Boyuan.

Lin Boyuan used silver needles to prick several acupuncture points on Fang Ling'er's head.

Her body was only weak due to the poison, and her head hit the coffee table, which led to what is called in medicine a 'false cheating death'. In fact, she still has breath. As long as he uses silver needles and some medicine to replenish qi and blood, she can recover sooner or later.

"Ginseng, go get the ginseng. Get the best." Lin Boyuan ordered Nu Cen again.

He couldn't let Fang Ling'er die, and he wouldn't let her leave him either.

Fang Ling'er now is like a kind of sustenance to him. Only when she is by his side can he feel the meaning of his existence.

Of course, there is another way that he wants to prove to Sheng Xichen and the others that he is the strongest person in the world. Even if they all left him, Shi Xiyue's biological sister was still devoted to him and always stayed by his side.

Nucen asked his bodyguard to prepare a good ginseng soup, and he stood at the door of the living room. Silently watching Lin Boyuan, who was trying his best to save Fang Ling'er, he suddenly realized that the man seemed to be suffering from schizophrenia.

Sometimes gentle, sometimes cold. At one moment, he wanted to torture Fang Ling'er to death, and at the next moment, he felt so distressed that he seemed to want to give her the best of everything.

No, he had to let his master return to his former glory, and he couldn't let him appear so passive.

Now Shi Xiyue and Sheng Xichen are going to Wutou Mountain, but he has done nothing. This really disappointed him!

In the past, Shi Xiyue was his weakness, but now he has become Fang Ling'er. No, absolutely not...

Ten minutes later, the masked bodyguard brought the prepared ginseng soup and handed it to Nu Cen himself.

Nu Cen was holding the bowl of ginseng soup and suddenly had a very bold idea in his mind.

That thought made his heart beat wildly.

"Nu Cen, where is the ginseng soup? Hurry up..."

Lin Boyuan knew that even if he used silver needles to prick the acupoints, Fang Ling'er's condition would not last long. Only good ginseng soup can extend the life of weak patients.

"Here we come." Nu Cen promised. After the masked bodyguard exited the living room, he took out a white pill from his body, crushed it into powder and threw it into the bowl.

"Master, let me do it." He signaled to Lin Boyuan, who would personally feed Fang Ling'er the medicine.

"No, give it to me." Lin Boyuan didn't even look at him, but just took the ginseng soup bowl with his backhand.

"Master, this... this ginseng soup is still a little hot, why don't you wait a moment..."

"I asked you to give it to me!" Lin Boyuan turned around and stared at him coldly and shouted.

"..." Nu Cen didn't dare to hesitate anymore and quickly handed over the bowl.

"Lin Boyuan supported Fang Ling'er's body with one hand, and held the soup bowl with the other hand, carefully feeding it into her mouth.

But she has no consciousness at all now, and is different from the dead. The ginseng soup couldn't be fed to her mouth at all.

"Ling'er, drink it, you'll be fine if you drink it..." Lin Boyuan shook Fang Ling'er's side and said softly to her.

Lin Boyuan had no choice but to take a sip, hold it in his mouth, and then feed it to Fang Ling'er.

But as soon as he drank it, he felt that the taste was not quite right.

He would know exactly what else was put in the ginseng soup once he tasted it.

When Nu Cen saw Lin Boyuan going to drink the ginseng soup in person, he was so frightened that he instinctively took a step back. The look in the eyes under the mask was filled with fear.

With a "clang" sound, Lin Boyuan angrily smashed the ginseng soup bowl on the floor.

He placed Fang Ling'er who was supporting him on the sofa, got up and without saying a word, kicked Nu Cen in the stomach.

Nu Cen was kicked all over and fell heavily to the floor.

"Ah..." Nucen whimpered in pain. "Master." He endured the pain, got up from the ground, and knelt in front of Lin Boyuan in fear.

"What did you do?" Lin Boyuan stared at Nu Cen's fingers supporting his leg.

There were obviously residues of the medicinal powder on his hands.

"I……"

"Come here, make the ginseng soup again." Lin Boyuan ordered the people outside the door.

"Yes, Master."

After hearing the bodyguard leave, he approached Nucen.

Nu Cen was so frightened that his whole body was shaking and he kept kneeling on the floor in a polite manner.

"Why do you do this?" Lin Baiyuan asked Nu Cen coldly. "Are you trying to poison her, or are you trying to poison me?"

"Master..." Nu Cen looked up at Lin Boyuan and explained eagerly: "How dare Nu Cen hurt the master? Nu Cen just doesn't want the master to worry about Fang Ling'er.

That's why Nu Cen... dared to do this boldly. "

"You knew I would be worried, and you still poisoned her?" Lin Boyuan became even more angry after hearing Nu Cen's explanation. He raised his foot and kicked Nu Cen again and again.

"Master, please forgive me... Master, you have changed. You were not bound by anything before. All you wanted to do was big things. How could you be delayed by a woman?

Have you forgotten your ambition to dominate?

You must not forget your true nature for the sake of this woman..."

"When will it be your turn to teach me about my business?" Lin Boyuan picked up Nu Cen from the ground and punched him down, knocking off the mask on Nu Cen's face. "Will she delay me, and will it be your turn to speak?"

"Yes, Nucen was wrong." Nucen knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. "It was Nucen who was confused for a moment. Master, please be merciful."

"She is mine. Since she is mine, her life and death can only be decided by me. If you dare to do anything to her again, I will make you die ugly.

roll! "

"Yes, Master..."

Nu Cen was so frightened that he ran out of the living room.

Lin Boyuan turned back to the sofa and quickly took off the two silver needles from Fang Ling'er's head.

"Ling'er, you must hold on. I won't let you die. If you wait any longer..." Lin Boyuan shouted toward the door: "Has the ginseng soup come? If you don't come, I will have you all buried with him. .”

A masked bodyguard stumbled in and handed the ginseng soup bowl he was holding to Lin Boyuan.

After Lin Baiyuan took it, he took a sip, then pinched Fang Ling'er's chin with his hand and forced the ginseng soup into her mouth.

He poured the entire bowl of ginseng soup into her stomach, holding her hand and looking at her worriedly.

"Ling'er, are you okay..." He stretched out his left hand and caressed Fang Ling'er's cheek, placing his fingers in front of her nose.

Still not breathing, the right hand holding her hand opened instinctively, and Fang Ling'er's hand slid down his palm...