Mr.Ji, welcome!

"Qing'er!"

Ji Fucheng's pupils suddenly opened wide, his hands tightly grasped the thin shoulder of pay off Huan, saw the opposite wound between his palm and pay off Huan's palm, and the tea she had just brought to herself... "You, why did you do this?"

He looked at Ji Fucheng's heartache and guilt and couldn't help kissing him gently, "Mr. Ji, don't forget, I'm an omnipotent little miracle doctor. This poison is nothing to me... I'm so sleepy. I'll sleep and talk to you when I wake up..."

Before he finished, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Ji Fucheng tidied up his clothes and just walked out of the room. Ah Lin walked quickly, "President Ji, are you okay?"

Ji Fucheng shook his head in silence, while Gu Yixian, not far away, said coldly, "what are you still doing? Come and drink the medicine!"

Ah Lin said, "yes, Mr. Ji, come on, this is the medicine given by the old miracle doctor. Drink it quickly."

Ji Fucheng picked up the bowl and drank it down. His tone was a little uneasy. "Old Mr. Gu, the poison on Qing'er... Will she be okay?"

"Of course." Gu Yixian's face was unhappy.

Ji Fucheng's pupils suddenly contracted, his hands clenched into fists, "what?!"

"You're poisoned. You know how terrible it is. If Xiao Huan doesn't save you, you'll die next time. She has long been ready to transfer your poison to herself. She has been testing the poison by herself these days. If she hadn't grown up in a medicine jar since childhood, do you think she could withstand such terrible poison? "

Gu Yixian thought that he was lying inside now. He was angry and didn't look good to Jifu city. "If you dare to bear her, my old bones must have skinned you!"

Ji Fucheng only felt that the position of his chest was like being held by his hands, and his ears were buzzing.

"Mr. Gu, is there any way to save her?"

Gu Yixian didn't speak.

Ji Fucheng moved, bent one leg and half knelt on the ground, staring at Gu Yixian, "old Mr. Gu, you must have a way. Even if you want my life, I won't regret it!"

A Lin has been with Jifu city for so long. Where has he seen Jifu city's humble begging, "President Ji..."

Gu Yixian put down the tea bowl and said unhappily, "Xiao Huan is my closed disciple. How can I let her have an accident."

"Thank you, Mr. Gu."

Qiao Ningzhen came out of the kitchen. Seeing this scene, she hurried out to make things right. "Oh, little town, you have just recovered. You need a lot of rest. Don't let Huanhuan's efforts be wasted. Mr. Gu, you really are. Why scare the younger generation? I believe Huanhuan will be fine. "

……

At this point, the other side.

Zhou Qingya didn't expect that Ji Fucheng didn't care about her life or death. She didn't even care about being poisoned by "soul arrest powder".

When she got home, she had just bathed and rinsed. As a result, she received the news that father Fei asked her to go there.

She was in a bad mood. She was not like the past at all. She was persuaded by Ni Lizhu for a long time.

Just stepped into the hall and looked at old Fei sitting on the sofa. Zhou Qingya felt that things were a little bad.

Old man Fei sat on the sofa. His brave courage did not disappear with the passage of years, but gave people a sense of authority without anger.

Zhou Qingya muttered softly, "what's the matter? Is this?"