After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 203 How Did He Kill Jiu'er?

Thinking of Su Jiuer serving Yan Yunxiao carefully, dressing him thoughtfully, and tampering with the prescriptions, and sharing the same troubles with him in Tongzhou, he still tended to believe her in the end.

In other words, I prefer a healthy Yan Yunxiao.

So he dug out a stack of disease files from the cabinet and handed it to Su Jiuer to check.

Su Jiu'er glanced at the words on it, and couldn't help but tease, "My lord, did you trust me so easily?"

Song Xingshi pursed his lips and said seriously, "I hope you can cure him."

This sound, the tone is extraordinarily solemn.

"Miss Su, as long as you can cure Brother Yan, as long as you want what you want, as long as it is available in the world, we will do our best to satisfy you."

Su Jiu'er sipped the porridge silently, while casually scanning the files in her hand, she found that the man in front of her was really interested in Yan Yunxiao's illness.

In the archives, he planned many similar diseases for reference and improved prescriptions.

The effect of each prescription on the body after improved treatment has been registered in detail.

But unfortunately, all the prescriptions here are centered on relieving blockage in the heart vessels, calming the mind, and regulating sleep. After the final effect reaches a certain level, there will be no further effect.

In the final analysis, it’s all about palliatives, not root causes.

Moreover, in the world of ghosts and gods, it is really difficult for people to transfer treatment to the spiritual state.

It is very good to be able to adjust Yan Yunxiao's body for such a long time.

Without his medications, Yan Yunxiao's current illness and physical fitness would be even worse.

She had a decision in her heart, but she still couldn't give affirmative trust and affection to the man in front of her.

She always leaves a way out for herself.

So she asked again, "This lord has not been cured after so long, how can he be sure that I can be cured? What if I can't be cured?"

Could it be the same as his previous thought?If you can't become an ally, you can only die?
If Yan Yunxiao could not be cured, would she be meaningless to them?Even knowing their secrets, living in this world is a hidden danger for them, why not kill them to make a deal?
She believed that this man in front of her could do it.

Rational thinking is something more terrifying than killing and indifference.

Song Xingshi, indeed has this idea.

But seeing that Yan Yunxiao was so obedient to her now, he didn't dare to speak too harshly.

So she changed the subject, took a step back and said, "I just hope Miss Su will do her best."

But it didn't say what the consequences would be.

It seems that the mind is very careful, and I don't intend to draw an absolute conclusion on Su Jiu'er here.

If Su Jiuer is willing to treat Yan Yunxiao wholeheartedly, they can be regarded as an alliance in a sense.

As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

She was so close to Yan Yunxiao, in King Qi's view, she had already been labeled as Yan Yunxiao's party.

Su Jiuer raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, and there was a trace of flying spirit on her calm and peaceful face. With a distant smile in her peach eyes, she took a deep look at Song Xingshi, as if she admired his cautious thoughts.

Such tactful words let Su Jiu'er know that the man in front of him thinks highly of Yan Yunxiao.

It is a sincere emotion.

At this point, Su Jiu'er stopped playing around with him.

She said to Song Xingshi, "I have nothing to do with you or your political disputes."

"I only have a deal with him, and I don't need any thanks from you. After I cure him, I will leave, and I will not interfere with your plans, one iota."

Her gaze fell on Yan Yunxiao's face who was buried in the porridge, and her expression dimmed for a moment.

Song Xingshi heard her continue, "As long as he is willing to tell you about the other things, you can ask him after he wakes up."

wake up.

This is a sensitive word that Song Xingshi caught.

He also cast his eyes on Yan Yunxiao's face, and after a while he couldn't help calling again, "Brother Yan? Mr. Yan?"

As if Yan Yunxiao didn't know he was being called, Gu Zi picked up the porridge bowl and gulped it all down.

That demeanor and movement, very much like a young and carefree teenager, even a little childish.

Su Jiu'er's words and Yan Yunxiao's current behavior really made him a little confused.

He couldn't help frowning and asked, "When will I wake up?"

Su Jiu'er is used to saying, "The shortest time is within half a day, and the longest time is two days."

Blinking again, he said seriously to Song Xingshi, "If you want him to wake up now, it's okay, but it's more harmful to the body and brain nerves."

Forcibly pulling back his master personality, it can only be hypnotized.

It's just that the hypnotic transformation is too nerve-wracking, and after a long time, the consciousness of the two personalities will be confused, and even some extreme behaviors will be induced.

As soon as Song Xingshi heard that his body was hurting, he stopped talking.

He pursed his lips and said to Su Jiuer, "And live here with peace of mind, it's very safe here."

Su Jiuer nodded, pursed her lips and smiled lightly, and said softly, "Thank you."

After all, he was just too nervous about Yan Yunxiao's personal safety, not born with hostility towards Su Jiu'er.

Su Jiu'er looked around the room, but she didn't see her small satchel, so she probably left it in the palace.

So he opened his lips and said, "Can this lord do me a favor?"

Song Xingshi was not used to such a formal and deliberate address, so he interrupted her.

"My surname is Song."

Su Jiu'er continued, "Lord Song, I left some things in the palace, can you send someone to fetch them for me?"

After a pause, he added, "It's Yan Yunxiao's medical record."

Sure enough, he didn't even frown when he heard this, he just responded, "Got it." Then he opened the door and went out.

Being able to set up such a large stronghold in the imperial capital under King Qi's eyelids, one can know that this person surnamed Song still has some tricks.

It must not be difficult for him to go to the palace to get something.

After Su Jiuer finished eating the porridge in the bowl, his complexion improved a little. Song Xingshi called Xiaosi to wait at the door, and Su Jiuer knocked on the door, so he came in and cleaned up, and then went out quickly.

He is a good seedling in the organization, he didn't even raise his head when he came in, he probably didn't even dare to take a second look at what Su Jiuer looked like.

Yan Yunxiao sat in front of the small case, staring at his right palm in a daze.Because I used my right hand to eat just now, it hurts a little now.

The palm of his hand had been bandaged round and round, but he didn't know how it hurt.

Looking at it, I couldn't help but want to recall how the wound came about.

Suddenly a cold light flashed in the chaotic mind, the silver hairpin was held in such a hand by him, he raised it high, and stabbed it down fiercely!
It was Su Jiu'er's painful frown and pale face after a miserable cry that made people's hearts ache.

There is only one quick frame in the picture, like a light and shadow, and the mind is instantly dark again.

Yan Yunxiao's face was horrified, and there was a sharp pain in his chest.

He clutched his chest, only feeling a fishy sweetness in his throat, and sure enough, a little bit of bright red blood slowly flowed out from his mouth.

He seemed to be quite frightened by that frame, kicked over the small case in front of him almost at the same time, and fell to the ground, with a look of confusion and disbelief on his face.

is that himHow could he kill Jiu'er?

　The elders in the family are sick, and the update is broken, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)