"Are you sympathizing with her?" The same cold voice was full of disdain, "How did the Nangong family frame the mother-in-law? Did Nangong Yufei sympathize with you when she imprisoned you in the black tower?"
There was silence all around, so quiet that one could hear a feather falling to the ground clearly. Just when Yi Jiangxue thought they had all left, the female voice sounded again:
"Feng, now that you have killed the entire Nangong clan, your revenge has been avenged, and I have come out of the black tower... all of this should be over, not to mention that Nangong Xuanshuang is still your princess after all..."
Nangong Xuanshuang?
Is this the name of the owner of her body?
The owner of the body or the wife of an indifferent man? Is the indifferent man still a prince?
Do you want to be so bloody?
"My wife?" A sneer came from outside, full of sarcasm and sneer, "If it wasn't because she couldn't wait to marry this king, how could Wan'er commit suicide?"
Yi Jiangxue frowned, thinking that this was really a sadistic drama. Along with the footsteps, the sounds outside gradually disappeared, but the man's cold and bone-chilling voice still echoed in Yi Jiangxue's mind for a long time.
Through the brief conversation just now, Yi Jiangxue has basically figured out the general idea: the indifferent man named Feng is a prince. N years ago, the Nangong family participated in the palace struggle and killed his mother and concubine. Now the indifferent man is the eldest
When he grew up, he avenged his mother and wiped out the entire Nangong clan. However, maybe for some reason, he left Nangong Xuanshuang behind.
And the cold man may have had a lover before marrying Nangong Xuanshuang. The lover committed suicide because he could not marry Nangong Xuanshuang and the cold man...
What a bloody drama!
With new grudges and old grudges, Nangong Xuanshuang's life must have been difficult, no wonder he committed suicide... And he happened to be in a car accident, so he passed through...
Is she lucky or unlucky?
What to do next?
While Yi Jiangxue's thoughts were turning over and over again, a male voice suddenly came to her ears:
"Miss Nangong?"
This voice should be that of the doctor who was talking to the indifferent man just now. She had not forgotten that the indifferent man had told him to feed her poison after she woke up! So, Yi Jiangxue closed her eyes motionlessly and continued to pretend to be faint.
"Stop pretending, I know you're awake."
A lukewarm laugh shocked Yi Jiangxue. She is an anthropologist and is familiar with the mechanism of the human body. From just now until now, she has been pretending to be fainted according to the standards of a comatose person. Even her breathing rate has changed.
It has never changed, how did he know?
Eighty percent of it is a test, which is a very common psychological tactic.
Yi Jiangxue was still lying motionless, but she heard a lazy voice:
"Why are you still fainting? It seems like I really need to try the ancient book bloodletting method."
Can bloodletting cure coma? What ancient book? Why has she never read it?
Blackmail!
It's okay to use cheap methods to scare others, but she, Yi Jiangxue, is familiar with all kinds of ancient books and wants to blackmail her?
Yi Jiangxue continued to pretend to be calm, but she heard a lazy voice filled with teasing:
"I've always wanted to try the bloodletting method, but I've never had the chance. After all, it's something that can kill people if you're not careful. As a doctor, you shouldn't take human life lightly, but Miss Nangong, you are the one who deserves to die, so even if
If the experiment fails, I don't think it's killing anyone. At most, it's just letting a damn person go on his way early. If it succeeds, this is something of great significance to medicine. Of course, if the girl wakes up, this experiment will have no effect.
Meaning, after all, bloodletting is difficult to control..."