Poria was stunned and looked at it several times with the antidote in his hand, and looked at Chu Qing brows tightly knit who suddenly collapsed, and flattened him.

“It’s not right. I passed out after taking the medicine. What is the situation?”

Putting down the medicine bowl in her hand and turning the medicine residue over, she was quite sure that there was no problem with her medicine.

What’s the problem?

With doubts in her heart, she turned and returned to the house. Chu Qing, who was looking at the bed, only felt that her head was big, and purse one’s lip came to his side and brought out her hand from the bed.

Put his hand on his tiger’s mouth and start to pulse, the pulse makes him tightly frowns.

This!

It was not the pulse of the pulse last time. With tight eyes and tight eyes, Chu Qing’s hand was put back into the bed, and he helped him tuck in the corner.

Stand up and open the medicine box on the table, take out the silver needle bag from inside, and then return to the bed.

Poria with a dignified expression gently spread the silver needle bag, reached out to lift the quilt, and the cold eyes fell on Chu Qing’s collar, cheeks slightly red.

‘Uh–‘

Putting aside his face and pulling his shirt side away, Fu Ling straightened his face, pulled out a slender, sharp silver needle, and plunged it gently into the acupuncture points.

Half an hour later, when she withdrew the last silver needle, accompanied by a coughing sound, Chu Qing gradually woke up from the bed.

Her eyes are cold-faced Poria, she is finishing her clothes.

Frowning to try to reach out and grab her hand, he found that he was unable to walk at all. Chu Qing frowned in confusion, and his last memory stayed before taking the medicine.

“What’s wrong with me?”

Chu Qing was surprised by his hoarse voice, completely unlike his normal voice.

Fu Ling, who is covering the quilt back to Chu Qing, was coldly replied: “You are poisoned, I am afraid that Gong Yan will poison you again, this should be the third time.”

The tone is very bland, as if it is as usual as eating and drinking.

Hearing this, Chu Qing pupil light immediately became cold, with a cold face, looking at the top of the bed with a complex complex, not at all responding to Fu Ling’s words.

Poria retracted the silver needle package and looked at the scenery outside the window coldly with his lips.

As the saying goes, the thing is only 3, this palace’s words repeatedly poisoned him again and again, and if you continue to pamper yourself, you really have become a dough for anyone to knead!

With full of anger, Chu Qing vomited black blood with excitement: “pu!”

Looking at the excited person, Fu Ling flicked him lightly, took a clean towel and wiped the blood on his mouth, his tone slightly soft.

“Okay, now that anger will only aggravate the illness, it is better to rest and do it again.”

Chu Qing coldly said, “I must have killed Gong Yan’s woman! Harm!”

As his voice fell, the action of Poria’s hand was paused, pursed his lips with a sneer: “Are you capable of killing her? Don’t forget that this is Gong Family, do you have any evidence?”

Indeed, Fu Ling said this point, what evidence does he have?

Turning to think about Chu Qing suddenly laughed, why must have evidence, he only needs reason, just make a reason that must kill Gong Yan.

Fu Ling, who failed to guess his thoughts, frowned, secretly guessing in his heart, why did the person who was just angry now suddenly laugh?

And there is a feeling that someone wants bad luck, this feeling is getting stronger and stronger!

Purse one’s lip Poria walked to Chu Qing’s side and handed the water in front of him. The tone was still cold: “Okay, you just woke up and you still have a good rest. Think about revenge later.”

After taking the cup of Chu Qing and drinking the water at a moderate temperature, the feeling of interference in the mouth slowly receded. Purse one’s lip thanked Poria cocos indifferently with a cold expression on the side of the bed.

(End of this chapter)