A mouthful of blood spit out from Qiao Wanwan's mouth and sprayed on the coffee table and carpet in front of her!
"Wanwan!" Wen Lijing was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to help her, "What's wrong with you!"
When Qiao Wanwan looked up again, her face had turned pale and she was too weak to speak!
Wen Lijing suddenly remembered something, turned his head suddenly, and looked at the goblet that fell on the ground!
"Wanwan, what did you drink..."
Qiao Wanwan raised her eyes and looked at her. The blood at the corner of her mouth was in stark contrast to her pale face, which was shocking!
"I'm sorry." Qiao Wanwan twitched the corners of her lips and spoke with difficulty, "Logically, I should keep my word. I always keep my word, but I struggled for a long time and found that I really couldn't do it...
.”
"Stop talking about this now." Wen Lijing asked anxiously, "Tell me first what's in the wine...Forget it, I'll take you to the hospital first!"
"No need." Qiao Wanwan stopped her, "I am a magic doctor with ghost hands. The medicine I give myself cannot be cured by anyone."
"Wanwan, why did you do this?" Wen Lijing's chest felt as if he had been hit hard by a huge boulder. The pain made it difficult for him to breathe. "Just because you can't agree to my conditions, do you want to choose to die? You would rather die.
, you don’t want to be with me, right? You’d rather be in pieces than in ruins..."
"No, I don't think so." Qiao Wanwan took a breath, stood up, and knelt directly in front of him, "Li Jing, I just want to beg you, allow me to exchange one life for another, use my life for
Jing Ting’s life.”
Wen Lijing was stunned, and immediately, an angry look of pain emerged from his deep eyes.
The man almost yelled, "Why do you think I will agree to you?"
"Because you said you love me. Although these words are very morally kidnapping, I have no other choice." Tears welled up from Qiao Wanwan's eyes, "Li Jing, if you really love me, just show up right next to me."
Please agree to my last request before you die, please give the antidote to Jing Ting..."
"My children...my children are still so young. They can't live without both mommy and daddy..." Qiao Wanwan's hand grabbed the hem of his trousers, feeling bitter.
He begged, "Li Jing, I'm begging you, can you promise me?"
Wen Lijing closed her eyes in pain, and tears fell down, "Wanwan, then why did you have to choose to die by yourself? Why? You did it to torture me, right?"
Qiao Wanwan shook her head gently, "I also want to live, but if Jing Ting dies, I will live a life worse than death. Our children are so young. For them, I have to live for my children. I can't imagine that I
How should I bear that kind of pain?"
"Wanwan..." Wen Lijing burst into tears, "I understand, let's not talk about this anymore."
Wen Lijing helped her up, "I will take you to your master. He will definitely have a way to cure you! I don't want you to die! As long as you live, I promise you, I will give the antidote to Jing Ting!"
Wen Lijing helped her stand up, and just as she was about to walk out, the girl he was supporting suddenly fell down!
"Wanwan!"
Qiao Wanwan fell to the ground, and Wen Lijing helped her up. She felt her ears buzzing and could no longer hear anything he said.
"Jing Ting..." Qiao Wanwan looked at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling with distracted eyes, "I miss him so much..."
"I'll take you to him, I'll take you to Jing Ting! Wanwan, don't sleep! I beg you, don't sleep!"
"Bang!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the people in the room were forcibly knocked away from the outside!
When Zhan Jingting saw the scene in front of him, his pupils suddenly tightened!
"Wanwan!" He rushed forward, snatched Qiao Wanwan from Zhan Jingting's arms, and when he held her cold face, his fingertips trembled, "What's wrong with you? Wanwan, don't scare me!"
Qiao Wanwan vaguely heard Zhan Jingting's voice. Soon, the familiar voice became clearer and clearer. Even her vision slowly recovered, and her handsome face clearly appeared in front of her eyes.
"Jing Ting..."
"It's me, I'm here, don't be afraid, I'll take you home."
"No..." Qiao Wanwan tried her best and turned to look at Wen Lijing, who was sitting on the ground after being pushed by Zhan Jingting, and grabbed his hand, "Lijing, you promised me
The...you promised me..."
Wen Lijing closed her eyes in pain, and under Qiao Wanwan's pleading eyes, she took out the antidote and choked, "Wanwan, I lost... But I beg you, don't die, as long as you live."
, I promise you, I will never bother you again in this life..."
Qiao Wanwan hurriedly took the antidote and gave it to Zhan Jingting, "Jing Ting, hurry...take the antidote..."
Zhan Jingting looked at her in shock, "...You already knew, you knew I was poisoned."
"Don't ask so many questions yet. I have already verified that the antidote is real. Take it quickly."
Zhan Jingting did as he was told and drank all the antidote.
Qiao Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on her pale face.
Zhan Jingting threw away the medicine bottle, picked her up and walked out.
"Jing Ting!" Wen Lijing came to her senses and hurriedly got up and chased after her, "Wanwan has taken poison, please take her to find her quickly..."
"Get lost!" Zhan Jingting stopped, turned to look at him and shouted angrily, saying word by word, "If anything happens to Wanwan, I will never let you go!"
...
Before Zhan Jingting even left the hotel, he asked Jiang Dong to call the ghost-hand doctor to come over.
In order to save time, they rushed towards Wutong Bay to meet up with the ghost-hand doctor.
The two cars met halfway and stopped directly on the side of the road.
The magic doctor with ghost hands rushed over and took the pulse of Qiao Wanwan, who was already unconscious.
"Old man, how are you?" Zhan Jingting's handsome face tensed, "Wen Lijing said Wanwan took poison, what kind of poison was it?"
The magic doctor with ghost hands didn't say anything. He took out a silver needle and pricked Qiao Wanwan's finger, squeezed out a drop of blood and tasted it with the tip of his tongue.
"Wanwan is not poisoned."
"Then what drugs did she take?"
"Yes." The ghost-hand doctor said solemnly, "She is not dead now, but she can also be said to be dead."
Zhan Jingting froze, "What do you mean by this?"
"She took a drug that can make people sleep for a long time, no different from the living dead."
Zhan Jingting shuddered, "Why... why is this happening... why does she have to bear all this alone..."
"Master Zhan." Jiang Dong, who was in the passenger seat, handed over an envelope, "This is a letter to you from my wife."
"Now is not the time to talk about this." The magic doctor with ghost hands said, "Jing Ting, I need to conduct further examination on Wanwan immediately."
In order not to scare the elderly and children at home, Zhan Jingting brought Qiao Wanwan to one of their villas.
Qiao Wanwan was lying on the bed quietly, except that her face was a little pale, as if she was asleep.
Zhan Jingting sat by the bed and slowly opened the envelope...