Lin Feiye felt that she was floating and sinking in the void, and her mind was chaotic, and suddenly she heard a familiar voice, calling herself over and over again, so that she found a ray of light in this chaos, she struggled hard, broke free from the shackles of darkness, and walked towards the light. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Feiye slowly opened her eyes, and what followed was a sharp pain, which made her frown and her face pale.

The memories before the coma came flooding back, and she unconsciously shouted, "Duan Aoyang." ”

It's a pity that her throat is so dry that even she can't hear what she's saying.

Wen Shumo, who had been standing in front of the window and pondering, heard the movement, quickly turned around and came to the bed, and said happily: "You finally woke up." You've been asleep for hours. ”

Lin Feiye stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, trying to sober himself up, cleared his throat, and didn't forget to ask, "What about Duan Aoyang?" Where is he? How's it going? ”

There were three questions in a row, each of which was related to Duan Aoyang, and the smile on Wen Shumo's face froze suddenly, and turned into a wry smile - sure enough, she was still the same as before, Duan Aoyang's affairs would always outweigh her own safety, and she really lost a mess.

Although a little lost and sad, Wen Shumo, who noticed Lin Feiye's discomfort in her throat, still took a glass of water from the table, helped Lin Feiye up and sat on the head of the bed, and handed the water to her hand, and then replied: "He is in another room, but the situation is not optimistic, I don't know what poison is, I can't see it, but it is very ruthless, and now the toxin is eating away at his body little by little, and I can't do anything." ”

Wen Shumo said little by little, but Lin Feiye couldn't listen anymore - how could she continue to sit here quietly? Maybe Duan Aoyang won't be able to hold on for too long, she has to save him!

The heart moved, Lin Feiye stuffed the cup back into Wen Shumo's hand, lifted the quilt and got up from the bed, the little toxin left in her body made her a little dizzy, and it also made her even more worried - sure enough, Wen Shumo said, this poison is so ruthless, he just sucked a little poison of poisonous blood, he fell asleep for a few hours, and he woke up so uncomfortable, what about Duan Aoyang, who was highly poisonous in his body? What he must have become! Lin Feiye closed his eyes, not daring to continue thinking about it, but his steps strode towards the tent where Duan Aoyang was.

It was quiet in the tent, and in order to make Duan Aoyang feel more comfortable, he also deliberately lit the incense, but it didn't seem to be of much use.

Mo Huan was standing in front of the bed at a loss, when he heard the sound and looked back, when he saw Lin Feiye, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted with some urgency for the first time: "Princess!" ”

In Mo Huan's eyes, there is no poison in this world that can stump Lin Feiye, as long as she appears, it means that her Royal Highness is saved, how can she be unhappy? But Lin Feiye didn't answer, she just approached Duan Aoyang's bed step by step, like a homesick wanderer.

She finally saw Duan Aoyang clearly, he was lying on the bed, his face was pale, his heroic eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and there were large beads of sweat on his forehead, he looked tormented at a glance, Lin Feiye glanced at it, and then he couldn't bear to look at it again.

But time waits for no one, Lin Feiye still held back the discomfort in his heart, and trembled his hands to take Duan Aoyang's pulse. But as soon as his fingers touched his skin, the sadness in Lin Feiye's eyes became even deeper.

His body is very cold, this is the characteristic of a dying person, it seems that this time Huayang is really moving, no wonder even Wen Shumo is not simple.

Lin Feiye forced the messy thoughts in his mind and concentrated on calling his pulse.

Duan Aoyang's pulse was very strange. Sometimes peaceful, sometimes agitated, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, the toxins rampaged through his body, hollowing out his vitality little by little, and it was only a matter of time before he died.

This kind of pulse, Lin Feiye seemed to be familiar, she followed the clues of memory and began to recall, and finally remembered where she saw it-the Poison Sutra.

Lin Feiye didn't know how she took her hand away, she was so frightened by her discovery that she couldn't speak, and after a while, she called again, hoping that she was negligent and wrong.

But as always, there is no difference, it is the poison on the poison scripture.

Seeing that Lin Feiye had finished diagnosing his pulse, Mo Huan couldn't wait to ask, "Your Highness, what kind of poison is in him?" ”

Lin Feiye just shook her head, wept silently, and only after half a sound did she hear her say: "This is the Qixi poison, also known as the Seven Insects and Seven Leaves Poison, which is the number one poison in the world." ”

Mo Huan's eyes widened in shock: "Then, isn't that incurable?" ”

Lin Feiye shook his head: "It's not that there is no cure, if there is a ready-made antidote to this seven-insect seven-leaf poison, it is not a problem, the difficulty is that we don't have an antidote now, this poison is menacing, and Huayang has added an unknown poison to it, making the toxicity even stronger, if I hadn't taken the opportunity to suck the poisonous blood for him, at this moment, I am afraid that heaven and man will be separated forever." ”

Seven insects and seven leaves poison, as its name suggests, is made from seven kinds of poisonous insects and the most poisonous grasses among them. The seven kinds of poison occur in turn, which is enough to make life worse than death.

And the reason why this poison can be ranked first in the Poison Sutra is also for its reasons - the seven poisonous insects and poisonous leaves are boiled in different orders to be different poisons, and for different orders, there are also different antidotes.

There is really nothing to be done about this scene in front of him, Wen Shumo saw Lin Feiye's sad appearance, his heart was pinched, and he could only comfort him: "Now is not the time to be sad, there is no antidote for the time being, we will use other drugs to suppress the toxicity first, save his life, and then we will think about it in the long run." ”

Now, it seems that there is no other way, Lin Feiye nodded, her eyes lingering on Duan Aoyang's face, as if as soon as she moved her gaze, Duan Aoyang would be separated from her forever.

Although Wen Shumo was right, and Lin Feiye agreed quickly, her tears still couldn't be controlled, like beads with broken threads, they fell on Duan Aoyang's hand with a snap, Lin Feiye took out a handkerchief to wipe it, but she couldn't finish wiping it.

Only she knows what a difficult battle this will be, and no wonder Huayang said that there is no cure at that time, she expected that she would not guess her order, and she couldn't know what kind of medicine she added.

In the final analysis, I have to admire Huayang's strategy, between her and Duan Aoyang, no matter which one dies, the other is no different from death, it is really a good show to kill two birds with one stone.