Chapter 25: (Into the first V)

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Chapter 25
Song Luan had a long dream. In the dream, she was a spectator who stayed out of the way. She saw many people remembering many things.
In the dream, there is a woman who often wears a glamorous and bright red dress. Her face is extremely beautiful, her character is so arrogant, her words are sour and harsh, and the plot written in the book is realized in the same way. She knows that her brother is broken. The silent child will have to rely on crutches to walk from now on. In the dream, she and Zhao Nanyu are almost inferior to strangers. She always says something ugly in front of him, or mocks or abuses.
Zhao Nanyu is cold like a stone. The hostility between his eyebrows is a thousand times that of the present. His eyes are dark, and there is a violent murderous intention hidden in the depths.
As the days passed, her situation became more and more sad. First, the Song family fell and then she couldn't afford to get sick. I don't know when she could not get up from the bed. The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine. The window didn't disperse the unpleasant smell. She lay skinny on the bed, her face was pale, and there was no trace of blood on her lips. If she was angry, she seemed to die in the next second.
Her internal organs seemed to be squeezed in the palm of her hand, and was stirred by a knife in her hand, and even her breath became torture. She could not wait to die right away. She was pilled and she was sore every day. Woke up tortured.
It took three years for her to get rid of it.
Song Luan looked at the woman in bed with a sad, sad heart, and she began to shed tears inexplicably. She felt sad in her dream.
The woman's bleak eyes seemed to look over at her, and a smile appeared on the beautiful pale face.
Song Luan thought the woman saw her.
Suddenly, the man in dark blue clothes walked in slowly. The sound of the boots falling on the floor was very nice. It looked like a bell of death.
The poor woman who was thin on the bed made a difficult smile, "You are here."
The man looked down at her high up, looked at it for a while, then sighed in a very sympathetic tone: "Hey, it's pitiful."
The woman was painful even with her words. The pain in her chest never stopped. She seemed to be living in a painless hell. She opened her mouth and spoke weakly. "You kill me."
Zhao Nanyu looked very calmly at her who could not survive but could not die, smiled and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Why does it hurt?
Every day, the limbs, the internal organs, the internal organs, and the internal organs seem to be stabbed over and over with a knife, and the pain comes from behind the soles of the feet, and there is no place on the whole body. She has endured such painful days for three years.
"Zhao Nanyu, you are a scumbag, a sin mother with a birth mother/prostitute. You can't change the fact that you are a sin son."
The man smiled without anger. As she wished, he had an exquisitely crafted dagger in his hand. He lifted her body up, and the sharp blade pointed straight at her heart. His eyes were sharp, Zhao Nanyu Without hesitation, he stabbed the dagger into her heart, "Go to die."
Song Luan was so scared that she hadn't recovered from her eyes for a long time before the dream was too real. She even suspected that the scene was experienced when the original owner died.
Song Luan stared blankly at the top of the bed, his head numb, and his heart was blank. After taking a deep breath, she gradually eased from the fear in the dream. She sat up slowly and leaned on the pillow. fainted.
Her hands unconsciously caressed her heart. At this moment, she felt no pain, or even a little discomfort, but Song Luan could not forget the feeling of a sudden pain in her heart before she fainted, like being used by others The needle snapped in the softest part of the heart.
Song Luan's face is quite dignified. She knows that the male master in the original book gave the original owner a slow/sex/poison/drug. She was lucky that Zhao Nanyu did not start at this time. It seems that the dog man's poisoning was more than she thought. It's early.
Thinking of this, Song Luan's head was full of blood and blood, and wanted to scold others. She swallowed her courage in front of the male host to make this ghost look, isn't it just to live? ! She was so angry that there was a red circle around her eyes.
There was no one in the room, and Song Luan wanted to be angry with Zhao Nanyu.
She forced herself to calm down, and she had thoughts in her mind. She thought about it and went out tomorrow to find a doctor to see. This body should not be saved.
Thinking about it for a while, if Zhao Nanyu had been poisoned, he should have an antidote in his hand, which is really impossible. If he begs him to coax him, can he coax the antidote to his hand?

When Zhao Zhao was slipped over by Zhao Nanyu, his face was blank. He didn't know what happened. He didn't know what happened until he saw a woman lying in a bed unconscious, "What's wrong with Ersao?"
Zhao Nanyu said in a dumb voice: "Look for her."
Zhao Chao still saw his second brother so nervous for women for the first time, and this person was still Song Luan, whom he had always hated. His heart sank, "Second brother... You won't..."
Zhao Nanyu interrupted him sharply, his dark eyes staring straight at him, sulking, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up."
Zhao Chao dared not delay any further, and sat down to start to pulse for Song Luan, frowning slightly. Song Luan's pulse was normal, he said: "She is fine."
Zhao Nanyu's face was black, and she almost refused to look away from her. He didn't believe Zhao Chao's suspicion, and said coldly: "She just fainted suddenly, and she couldn't stand upright, and she couldn't speak. You now talk to I said she’s fine? Huh?"
He had to admit that the moment Song Luan suddenly fell in front of him, he was never nervous, and even a little scared.
From two years ago, Song Luan drank the white porridge every morning with the medicines he ordered. He only guessed that those medicines worked, but he stopped them a few months ago.
Zhao Chao looked innocent, "Second brother, I know what you are doubting, but there is really no problem with looking at the pulse, you tell me again, what did she look like when she fainted?"
"Covering my heart."
"Maybe it's palpitations."
Zhao Chao was also helpless, his medical skills were really not bad, he studied under fame and talent, and the lives he saved were countless. It doesn't make sense that Song Luan could not be diagnosed and treated, not to mention that the second brother's □ was taken from him. The symptoms of heartache and poisoning were actually not right.
"Do you have an antidote?" Zhao Nanyu suddenly asked him.
Zhao Chao spread his hand, "That's my master's medicine, I will ask him when he travels back to Beijing." He also saw the difference between his second brother and Song Luan. After thinking about it, he said a few words of relief. , "Second Brother, you don't have to worry too much, that medicine is very weird. It won't work in the next three to five years."
After sending Zhao Zhao away, Zhao Nanyu stood under the corridor for a long time. He looked up and looked quietly into the distance, wondering what he was thinking.
The cold wind blew his clothes, his fingers were blown by the wind, and when he heard something coming from inside, he turned and entered the house.
Song Luan was sitting barefoot by the bed, his expression was silly and silly, and his pale face was a little ruddy. He walked over, squatted down and put on shoes for her, then raised his face, his eyes soft and gentle Water, looked at her quietly and asked, "Is there anything else uncomfortable?"
Song Luan shook his head, "No."
It's really not. It's very good inside and out. There's nothing wrong with it.
Zhao Nanyu let out a sigh of relief, "That's good." Then he asked again: "What do you want to eat?"
Song Luan's stomach was indeed empty, so she said she was hungry. She opened her big eyes and looked at him brightly, "I want to drink porridge."
She simply felt that eating lighter was better for her health.
Zhao Nanyu's fingers in the air paused. He lowered his eyes, his expression difficult to discern, and said in silence: "I let the kitchen stew chicken broth for you. Let's eat."
"That's okay." As long as she is light and nourishing her stomach, she can accept it. Zhao Nanyu got up and prepared to go outside to take the chicken broth. Song Luan reached out and caught his clothes. He turned around, "What's wrong?"
Song Luan tried to stay calm, pretending to ask casually: "What happened to me just now? Is there a doctor to see?"
Zhao Nanyu touched her face, and she couldn't put it down. "I've seen it and said that it's fine."
Song Luan almost did not stretch the expression on her face, trying to reach out and scratch his face, she did not believe it!
"Really? My body is fine?" she asked with clenched teeth.
"Well, you relax."
Song Luan libeled you to be relieved after being poisoned. I will speak with your surname. I really stand and speak without backache.
She wanted to tear Zhao Nanyu's face, but the plot in her dream also made her feel palpitated. The feeling that she was in pain all the time and couldn't sleep couldn't die. She didn't want to experience it at all.
Song Luan got out of bed and drank a large bowl of chicken soup in front of Zhao Nanyu. She could eat, drink, jump and jump without any discomfort.
Song Luan couldn't help but think that she really misunderstood Zhao Nanyu, this is not a poison? Just a simple faint?
Song Luan was still uneasy. She put down her chopsticks, her wet eyes looked at Zhao Nanyu and shouted sweetly, "Ayu."
Zhao Nanyu's body suddenly froze, his breathing deepened, his fingers trembled, and his eyes darkened.
So sweet.
Want to hear her continue to call him sweet and greasy Ayu.
Song Luan's mouth raised a sweet smile, and she began to continue to say to him: "I think clearly, we go to Quzhou together, I want to accompany you well, do not want to leave you."
Vomit, she is vomiting herself.
Song Luan has also learned to be smart. He has been in good contact with Zhao Nanyu for half a month. He likes her a little bit but it is not a bad thing. It is best that he can get his three souls lost, so he certainly does not want to kill her.
Zhao Nanyu pulled her into her arms, and her soft lips touched the corner of her mouth, "No."
Zhao Nanyu changed her mind and couldn't let her go. He pinched her waist and couldn't help but take a bite at the corner of her mouth, "You keep your body at home."
Song Luan really wanted to slap away the person who was close and gnawing at him. The dog man took advantage of her and refused to make her wish.
According to Song Luan's understanding of him, the man said nothing, and she couldn't expect to cultivate trouble with him on the way to Quzhou.
Song Luan thought of the package of Huanhuan given by her brother, and was completely out of it, planning to give him/medicine tomorrow night.
If you can't get his heart, you must get his body first.
Let him be reluctant to kill himself.