I didn't expect you to be such a white moonlight

Was that the sound of his blood dripping?Adam thought to himself.

The space for imagination is infinite. Adamu was blindfolded and couldn't see what happened, but the pain in his wrist told him that a deep gash had been cut in his skin. Otherwise, how could the blood flow continuously? dripping on wooden floor.At first, Adamu thought, just die like this, I am not afraid, if I die, you will get nothing.

But gradually, he couldn't take it anymore, the blood was still dripping, and his head gradually became heavier until he could no longer lift it up, but his consciousness was still clear.

This feeling of waiting to die is really painful.Adamu roared in his heart, give me a good time!

It's a pity that no one heard his inner appeal.

Ji Huaimo was sitting on the chair An Qinyang was sitting on just now, watching his every move anxiously.Although he was also restless, hating Adamu for being so strong on the one hand, and on the other half wondering why the doctor didn't come and what happened to An Qinyang, but he still sat on the chair patiently and didn't make any sound , Even breathing is suppressed a lot with internal force, trying to create an atmosphere where there is no sound except the sound of water droplets.

I don't know how long it took, but Adamu, who was originally silent, suddenly moved again.His lips were twitching slightly, not knowing what to say.

Ji Huaimo stood up cautiously, went around the table and walked to him, leaned down to listen, but it turned out that Adamu repeated the same sentence, "Kill me..."

Ji Huaimo couldn't help but raised the corners of his mouth and sneered silently, "Do you want to die?"

"..." Adamu, who had been overwhelmed by the fear of waiting for death, had no energy to respond to his words, and he only nodded slightly.

"But, I don't want you to die."

"..."

"If you're dead, I won't be able to play anymore."

"..." Ji Huaimo's soft and unreasonably coaxing tone to the child, to Adamu's ears, it was the voice of the judge from hell, which made him feel chills from the inside out.

As expected of the son of Living Yama, he thought.

"Where is the antidote?"

"There is no... antidote..."

"What did you say?" Ji Huaimo grabbed Adam's chin like lightning, forcing him to look up, "There is no antidote, what do you mean?"

"It's just... I can only wait to die..."

"Damn it!" Ji Huaimo desperately wanted to reach out to pinch the wound on his wrist, but suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Report, marshal, everything is as the marshal expected. The Qili army was really unprepared, and we succeeded. Yutian has now been recovered."

"I see, you go down. Yutian has been recovered, and next is Yucai, Yumao. One day, we will regain the four counties and one city in the south, and you, Qili, can only return to you obediently." In a bitterly cold place, guard the so-called Longevity Heaven, and pray for it to give you some food. I am curious, will you, who are used to prosperity, be as unbearable as you are now after being beaten back to your original form?"

"Devil...devil..." It was this good news that completely shattered Adamu's fluke psychology. He finally understood that the reinforcements he faced were not as bad as he imagined. The case where the high priest sits in charge.

With such fear, he fainted.

Ji Huaimo slapped him hard several times, but he didn't wake up yet, so he ordered someone to bring several buckets of bone-cold salt water, and poured them down mercilessly.

Adam's whole body trembled, and he regained consciousness.

When I opened my eyes, it was still a dark world.

Ji Huaimo said impatiently, "I'm impatient. What about the antidote?"

He doesn't care about the next step anymore, anyway, his style of play is to sink the boat and go.Hit until you cry father and mother.If you can't beat it, return it, and after a few days of training, change to another batch and continue to use it.

Such an arrogant and bandit-like style of play was inherited from his father.

The only thing he cares about now is how to pry open his mouth to get the antidote.

"The antidote...the antidote is in..."

"where is it?"

"There is no antidote..."

"Bring ice cubes!"

Just when Ji Huaimo was about to launch a ruthless move, another soldier hurried in.He whispered a few words in Ji Huaimo's ear, and Ji Huaimo just said, "I'm so kind to you" and walked out.

An Qinyang woke up.

But the situation is not optimistic.

The military doctors and civilian doctors who received the military order got together to discuss the condition, shaking their heads and sighing.

When Ji Huaimo came in, the room was filled with the smell of unknown herbs, which choked him almost to a halt.

The bed where he usually rests is now completely covered by the curtain, only one wrist is exposed.A doctor with a white beard was sitting by the bed and feeling his pulse.

"How's it going?"

"Fortunately, this nobleman's wound was not deep, and the venom didn't get in much. It's just..."

"..." Ji Huaimo knew that the key point was behind the "just", so he couldn't help clenching his fists.

"It's just that this poison, forgive me for being old and incompetent, but I can't see any clues. I have no idea about the effect of the poison and what medicine to use to treat it."

"I see. There's a remedy for that."

"Perhaps it can be used in a conventional way. The old man can write a prescription, and the young master will take the medicine according to the recipe and drink it with this nobleman. After a while, he will have a fever. If he survives this period, he will suppress it for the time being. only……"

"..." It was "just" again, Ji Huaimo's heart skipped a beat when he heard these two words.

"This nobleman's health is not very good. Looking at his body, it seems that there are other kinds of toxins in his body."

"What?" Ji Huaimo involuntarily exclaimed, then looked in the direction of the bed.

There was no movement in the curtain, presumably An Qinyang was too weak and fell asleep.In any case, it's not as good as being in a coma without water.

"what happened?"

"This... old man is not very clear about it." The old doctor was also very puzzled, looking at this nobleman's hands, they are fair and beautiful. They should come from a wealthy family, so why is there so much poison hidden in his body that has not been cleaned?Who is going to kill him?Why can't it be cured?

"..." When Ji Huaimo heard the old doctor's words, he felt a hand firmly grasping his heart, making him unable to breathe.

This reminded him involuntarily of An Qinyang's sadness that night in Yuqing Palace, when he talked about his situation in the palace, he only spoke lightly.Ji Huaimo never thought about how much danger was buried in his words.

In the past 20 years, has he wandered on the edge of life and death countless times?And at that time, who was by his side?

"Master? Master?"