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"It's pretty." Wen Han's smile deepened.

Li Siqing suddenly placed the wine glass heavily on the table, staring at Wen Han, "Sorry, Ah Nian is a little ill, so I can't accompany you."

Wen Han suddenly withdrew his smile, turned to look at Anian, and asked with concern: "Oh? Miss Anian is sick? I'm proficient in medicine, can you let me feel the girl's pulse?"

"You know medicine?" Ah Nian stretched out his arm.

"That's right." Wen Han leaned slightly, put his white and slender wrist on Xuxu, and retracted his hand after a while, frowning and muttering silently.

As if she knew what he was going to say next, Ah Nian forced a smile and said, "Am I hopeless? You don't need to tell me I know it. Everyone says I won't live for a few years."

Wen Han lowered his head and thought for a long time, until Li Siqing's face became very ugly, he got up and wanted to leave, he suddenly said: "I have a way, I can try it, but Miss Anian can't run around anymore, if you can, please Stay in Changyang City and let me heal."

Now even the impatient Li Siqing had to be moved, and anxiously pulled Wen Han's collar across the table and asked in a low voice: "Is this true?"

Anian yelled and jumped up, quickly stopped him, stood in front of Wen Han, and defended: "When did senior brother become so rude, put your hands down quickly!" Under Anian's gaze, Li Siqing finally let go hand.

"Naturally. I don't know why I always feel that brother Li seems to be hostile to me. I hope I'm just thinking too much." Wen Han smiled shortly, straightened his collar, and his eyes were as dark as the night, so deep that he couldn't see to the end.

Knowing that he still has a ray of hope, he felt a sense of survival from a desperate situation, and a touch of brilliance appeared on Anian's sick face, "How to cure it?"

"Changyang City may not have some medicinal materials, and we still need to look for them." Wen Han picked up the sword that was put aside, "I will come here to look for you at noon tomorrow." After finishing speaking, he left without looking back.

They stayed like this in the inn.

At noon on the second day, Wen Han arrived as promised, and walked into the inn with a bag of medicinal materials wrapped in reed paper.

Li Siqing took the medicinal materials with a blank expression, went straight to the back kitchen, picked out the medicinal materials and inspected them carefully, after confirming that there was no problem, he asked the cook to cook the medicine in the medicine jar, and asked the cook to bring it out to him after cooking.

When he came out, Anian rested his chin on the table with his hands on his chin, his sleeves were a little loose, his exposed wrists looked like fat, his nose was straight, his lips were light pink, and his pair of watery autumn pupils were curved like crescent moons, pointing to the corners of his mouth. With a slight smile, she listened intently to Wen Han's speech.

Li Siqing stared at her intently, his delicate melon-seeded face without makeup was obviously the same as before, but his intuition told him that something was different now.

He felt his eardrums ringing slightly, his head went blank, and he raised his right hand unconsciously, covering his heart lightly. This heart, which was permanently imprisoned in his body, seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss at this moment, and it was hard to touch the powerful heartbeat. .

The surrounding characters seemed to become more and more illusory, and the surrounding words slowly drifted to the horizon.

Until Ah Nian smiled and waved to him, "Brother, come and sit down!"

This brought Li Siqing back to reality.Not long after, the second brother brought the potion with a plate.

Ah Nian was holding the medicine bowl and was about to pour it down her throat, but was stopped by Li Siqing, "Be careful, put it on for a while." On the surface, she told her to be careful, but in fact, a silver needle had already been hidden between her fingers , taking advantage of the moment when the medicine bowl was placed to secretly test the poison.He is always careful.

Silver needles have not changed color.When she closed her hands and raised her eyes, she happened to see Wen Han also turned her head and gave him a superficial glance.

The unfriendly eyes are fleeting.Li Siqing's breath stagnates, and he instinctively rejects the purple-clothed young man who came out halfway.