Your Majesty, don't worry

"Young Master Su has a blood hole in his heart, it's best not to move around."

"Ok?"

"You're not dead yet. You can call me Doctor Zhang."

"Ah."

"There's a hole in my heart, I can't stop it, and I'm poisoned again, it's so miserable."

"Oh?"

This half-dead situation made Zhang Zheng a little embarrassed, he said bluntly: "Do you have anything to say?"

Su Qingbai only felt that there was a knife being sharpened in his heart, and the pain of each knife made him unable to speak a word, but his expression was still clear and cold.

Zhang Zheng looked at him with deep meaning in his eyes.

Su Qingbai coughed, forced her consciousness, and said, "How long can I live?" Sooner or later, I will die, and I don't care where I am or who is in front of me. A bit of character.

Zhang Zheng said casually, "Half a year."

"What if there is an antidote?"

"Delayed by one year."

"Oh, I was going to die a long time ago, and I can't blame my brother for poisoning me and stabbing me." Su Qingbai said in a very low voice, and he was sure Zhang Zheng couldn't hear him.

"Since you saved me, you must have saved another person, so you don't need to tell that person about me."

Su Qingbai forced herself to raise her breath and said such a long sentence, but before Zhang Zheng could answer, Qi Yan had already entered. He was wearing a robe, his face was as black as ink, and he stared straight at the two people in front of him.

Su Qingbai sighed from the bottom of her heart: It's not like catching a rape in bed, so why put on such a cannibalistic look.

"If Dr. Zhang finished reading it, go out first. I have something to say to the patient on the bed."

Qi Yan glanced at Zhang Zheng, and his tone was not very polite.

Zhang Zheng was so angry that his eyes were wide open. He had been a genius doctor for a long time, and he had never encountered such a cold look. The emperor in front of him didn't know that he had to offer himself up when others came to see a doctor on weekdays. He carried chickens and ducks from the foot of the mountain. Start queuing up to the middle of the mountain.Relying on himself as the Son of Heaven, he didn't pay attention to the genius doctor at all. What kind of personality did Qi Li give birth to?

Reluctantly unable to move half of the emperor's hair, Zhang Zheng angrily slammed the door loudly on purpose.

Qi Yan walked to the bed and saw that Su Qingbai's face was pale, her upper body was half exposed, and her chest was tied with a thick bandage. She looked a bit like those murdered living dead.For a moment, sadness filled my heart.

"I'm not allowed to know about my illness. Did I say the same thing to every doctor? Did I always hide it from me like this?"

Qi Yan's eyes were red, and his voice was trembling.

Su Qingbai gritted her teeth and endured the bone erosion pain. Taking advantage of the clarity brought by the pain, she stretched out her hand to Qi Yan and said very softly: "Qi Yan, hug me..."

This "hug me" hit Qi Yan's heart like a thunderbolt, and the pain made him almost suffocate.

The man didn't cry out for pain or suffering, he hung for a while, but what he wanted was to hug him.

At this moment, Qi Yan had the urge to die with him.

Qi Yan hugged Su Qingbai as if he was holding something very precious, touched his nose with the tip of his nose, and murmured softly: "I thought that taking you out of northern Xinjiang would make your life easier for the rest of your life, but you still suffer like this every day." torment..."

Su Qingbai paused for a moment, then raised her hand with difficulty to tear off the purple jade gourd from her neck, and squeezed out a word between her teeth: "Qi Yan put it on..."

Qi Yan was stunned for a long time before saying: "Okay."

He buried his head between Su Qingbai's neck, but finally couldn't hold back, tears broke down the embankment.