An Xianyang was stunned for a moment.

Feel that what's in that bottle is liquid.

"She cares about it very much. Let me give it to you."

An Xianyang nodded.

Leng Yichen went out from here.

When Su muying comes home, Lan'er sees her pale face.

"Miss, what's the matter with you? Your face."

"Nothing."

Su Mu Ying chuckled.

But the weakness still makes LAN Er feel sad.

Lan'er quickly cooked a bowl of red dates and lotus seed porridge for her.

Su Mu Ying smiles.

"Thank you."

"Drink it, miss."

Su Mu Ying nodded.

But I have no appetite at all.

I don't even have the strength to do it.

At this time, Lan'er found that Su muying's arm was injured.

It's not an ordinary injury.

It's the scar after deep cutting with a knife.

There impressively appears the ugly scar, lets LAN er's heart tremble.

"Miss, what have you done? How can you have this thing?"

"I'm fine."

Su muying looks at his scar.

In fact, Han Su came here at noon.

Han Su came to prepare the antidote.

She just heard that an Xianyang's situation in prison is not as good as before.

All the people around him have been replaced.

They became people who could not bear to die.

Even Leng Yichen may not be able to speak.

And, most importantly, an Xianyang was poisoned.

Han Su knows about drugs.

I also understand that an Xianyang's poison must be controlled by another poison.

So he found sumuying's yard, picked up poisonous flowers and made antidotes.

And the original story told her.

"Now, it depends on whether he can make it to court the day after tomorrow. Because during this period, those who deal with him will try their best to persecute him. However, in that place, we should not be too blatant in our practice, nor should we be too blatant in framing a person. "

Therefore, the other side's tactics must be poison.

In this way, an Xianyang will die unconsciously.

After hearing Han Su's words, Su muying cuts her arm with a knife.

Then drop by drop the blood into a small bottle.

Her blood can save an Xianyang.

Once an Xianyang has been poisoned by others, then they can't prepare antidotes temporarily.

At that time, your own blood will come in handy.

Han Su watched Su muying do it.

But it didn't stop.

Did he stop it?

Once Su muying decides to do something, no one can stop it.

Han Su sighed.

"Sure enough, your invincible constitution has something to do with your blood."

Su Mu Ying nodded.

"My parents died in order to keep this secret for me, but later, I went to find out who was walking on purpose, but I couldn't find out."

When she asked about the Spring Festival, the man refused to speak.

There's really no clue.

"Now that it's over, people in those years should have got retribution. I always believe in the reincarnation of cause and effect in the world. They got retribution, maybe you just didn't see it."

Han Su advised Su muying.

At this time, the bottle Su muying just held was full of blood.

She is not stingy at all with her own blood.

"Muying, you are really good to him. He should know."

Han Su spoke.

Su Mu Ying shook his head.

"I just hope he can come out safely now."

After that, the lid of the bottle was tightened.

Together with Han su.

However, after su muying gave it to Han Su, he lost too much blood.

He turned very pale.

"Do you care?"

Han Su looks at Su muying and asks nervously.

"Don't worry about me. If anything happens to me, you can send the medicine to an Xianyang first."

Su muying reminds a way.

Han Su nodded.

He galloped away with two bottles of medicine in his hand.

Now, change into Su muying, the whole person is pale.

"Miss, why don't you go upstairs and have a rest for a while? You're very worrying."

"It's OK. I'm just a little tired."

Su Mu Ying sighed.Then he went upstairs and fell on the bed, reclining.

Although sleepy, how also cannot sleep.

The whole person's head is dizzy.

She can't imagine what kind of state an Xianyang will be when he recovers his memory.

That person, can still remember oneself.

Did the green memories leave traces in his heart.

If not?

Su muying's mood was inexplicably nervous.

I also think about the current situation of an Xianyang.

It's really besieged.

He was framed and made so much news.

Now that the court session is about to begin, I've been plotted by those around me.

Su muying began to worry about the safety of the man.

Toss and turn, but can't sleep.

In prison, an Xianyang holds the bottle tightly.

The bottle Leng Yichen gave himself.

The bottle, before he opened it, smelled a strong smell of blood.

Open it again. Sure enough, there is blood in it.

That full of a bottle of blood, you can imagine how much blood sumiying used.

There is a picture in his memory.

In that picture, Su muying has been feeding himself blood.

It seems that her blood can be detoxified.

An Xianyang holds the bottle tightly.

Su muying must be worried about being poisoned by others.

It's not just the poison in the food.

There was a sense of gratitude in his heart.

If that person is in front of him now.

He must hold Su muying tightly.

Hold her tight in your arms.

He wanted to say thank you to her.

The day after tomorrow, the medicine will go to court the day after tomorrow.

What he can do now is to make sure that he will be safe.

This is the greatest gratitude and reward for all.

He is responsible for his own life. When he goes to the court, once he has collected the evidence, he can point out the person face to face.

"Dinner."

At the door, someone came to deliver food.

That man's attitude is as bad as before.

An Xianyang served the meal, but he could not arouse his suspicion.

Bite by bite.

The man was very satisfied.

Then he left with an Xianyang's empty job.

He took some more Han Su's antidote.

It's self preservation.

However, he can not guarantee that he will be so lucky tomorrow.

If the other party has decided to kill himself before he goes to court.

I'm sure it will be enlarged the day before the court.

And what you have to do is not only live, but also not let the other party find out.

An Xianyang is lying on his own bed.

There was no sense of sleepiness in the whole person, and all his thoughts were preparing for the next struggle.

The story is just the beginning.

In the night sky, a bright moon becomes very cool.

It's the full moon again.

An Xianyang closed his eyes.