Yang Shi'an approached step by step with a sharp dagger in his red chubby hand.
Because his fingers hurt, he howled in pain as he spoke.
"Ah~ no matter what you say this time, ah~ hiss~ I won't believe it! I... ah~ hiss~ if I believe you again, I... I will be a dog!"
Lin Qingyu tried hard not to laugh, and sat calmly on the sofa, smiling with a look that looked particularly trustworthy.
"Okay, then you can kill me. Anyway, if you kill me, no one will tell you how to put the poison."
"Put poison?"
"Yes, actually it's a good sign that your fingers are like this."
Lin Qingyu used to be a teacher. He had a gentle image and the calm manner in which he spoke had the aura of an authoritative master, which made Yang Shi'an feel a little confused for a moment.
Seeing that Yang Shi'an was beginning to believe it, Lin Qingyu continued.
"The most fearful thing about toxins is that they spread throughout the body. Although it has spread now, fortunately, we use herbal medicine to force it to one place."
"Then what?" Yang Shi'an opened his eyelids suspiciously.
"The most important thing left is to bleed the other finger, apply herbal medicine, and force the toxin to the finger."
With that said, Lin Qingyu continued to drink Coke calmly.
Yang Shi'an was also hungry and asked angrily: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
"Don't be afraid! When you get excited, the poison will spread faster. If you kill me, you will have to be buried with me.
What's more, if you don't do what I say, the poison will soon spread to your internal organs and you will fall to the ground and convulse."
Yang Shi'an looked a little panicked: "Didn't you say that this kind of junratia only makes chirping noises? How can it turn into a toxin and spread to the internal organs?"
Lin Qingyu:......
Oops, I forgot what I just lied to.
So, she cleverly memorized a Chinese text - "Bian Que Meets Duke Huan of Cai", which stunned Yang Shi'an.
"I don't understand the ancient proverbs! Just say it!"
Lin Qingyu shook his head regretfully: "It means that the chirping is a symptom of toxins spreading to the central nervous system of the brain. But the toxins behave differently in the stomach, lungs, and heart!"
Yang Shi'an swallowed hard: "Then if I do what you say now, will it still be useful?"
"Try it."
Yang Shi'an gritted his teeth, took a dagger and made a "ten" on the index finger of his other hand, squeezed out the blood according to Lin Qingyu's instructions, and then applied herbal medicine.
1 hour later...
All the fingers of Yang Shi'an's other hand turned into red "sticks."
Before he could speak, Lin Qingyu pointed at his hand and said.
"This is very good. The toxins are forced onto your fingers and will not hurt the internal organs!"
"Then what next?"
"Order takeout." Lin Qingyu said with a calm expression, "People are like iron, and rice is like steel. If you don't eat one meal, you will be hungry. Let's eat first. Only when you have a full meal can the toxins be forced out."
Yang Shi'an immediately made a call and ordered takeout.
Soon, two delicious takeaways arrived.
Yang Shi'an gave Lin Qingyu a portion and said reluctantly: "Here, don't say I bully pregnant women."
Lin Qingyu took the lunch box without any psychological burden and started eating.
She was almost starving.
On the other hand, Yang Shi'an's fingers were severely swollen and painful, and he was clumsy and didn't know how to hold chopsticks.
It took me a long time to do it.
"Ah~"
"Hiss~"
"It hurts, it hurts~"
Lin Qingyu pinched her thighs and tried to hold back her laughter.
No, no.
It's so funny.
After eating the meal, Yang Shi'an was exhausted physically and mentally: "We've eaten, what should we do now?"
"One word, wait." Lin Qingyu looked enigmatic.
"wait?"
"Yes, I have to observe the color of your fingers before I can give you any suggestions for the next step." After saying that, Lin Qingyu suggested, "Since we have plenty of time now, you might as well tell me about the great love between you and Ye Yunshang."
"Okay!" After hearing Lin Qingyu's words, Yang Shi'an's eyes lit up instantly, "You are right! The love between Yun Shang and I is particularly great."
As the voice fell, Yang Shian's cell phone rang.
After the call was connected, Lu Xun's deep voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Yang Shi'an, what do you want to do?"
"Lu Xun?" Yang Shi'an was not sure and asked tentatively.
"It's me." Lu Xun's calm voice came from the other end of the phone.
Lin Qingyu raised his eyebrows when he heard a familiar voice.