Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

Chapter 939 Reasons

An Xianyang froze for a moment.

Feel that what's in that bottle is a liquid.

"She cares about this thing very much, so let me give it to you."

An Xianyang nodded.

Leng Yichen went out from here.

When Su Muying came home, Lan Er saw her pale face.

"Miss, what's wrong with you, your face."

"fine."

Su Muying pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled.

But the weakness that hit her face still made Lan'er a little sad.

Lan'er quickly cooked her a bowl of porridge with red dates and lotus seeds.

Su Muying smiled.

"Thank you."

"Miss, hurry up and drink."

Su Muying nodded.

But I have no appetite at all.

Not even the strength to move.

Only then did Lan'er realize that Su Muying's arm was injured.

It's not an ordinary injury.

It is the scar after a deep stroke with a knife.

The ugly scars that appeared there made Lan'er's heart tremble.

"Miss, what have you been doing, how did you have this thing?"

"I am fine."

Su Muying looked at her own scar.

In fact, Han Su came here at noon.

Han Su came to prepare the antidote.

She just heard that An Xianyang's situation in prison is not as good as before.

All the people around him who were guarding him were replaced.

He became someone they couldn't bear to die.

Even Leng Yichen might not be able to speak.

And, most importantly, An Xianyang was poisoned.

Han Su knows poison.

He also understands that the poison in An Xianyang's body must be overcome with another poison.

That's why I found Su Muying's yard, picked the poisonous flowers, and made the antidote.

And originally told her the previous story.

"Now, it depends on whether he can last until the day after tomorrow to appear in court. Because during this period, those who deal with him will definitely try their best to persecute him. However, in that place, they can't do it too blatantly, and they can't frame anyone. So blatant."

Therefore, the opponent's method must be poison.

In this way, An Xianyang will die unknowingly.

After listening to Han Su's words, Su Muying cut her own arm with a knife.

Then the blood was dripped drop by drop into a small bottle.

Her blood can save An Xianyang.

Once An Xianyang was used other poisons, then they definitely couldn't prepare antidote temporarily.

At that time, his own blood will come in handy.

Han Su watched Su Muying do this helplessly.

But it didn't stop him.

Did he stop it?

Once Su Muying made up his mind to do something, no one might be able to stop it.

Han Su sighed.

"Sure enough, your invulnerable physique is related to your blood."

Su Muying nodded.

"My parents died to help me keep this secret, but after that, I went to find out who was deliberately walking around, but they couldn't find out."

She asked Nian Jingshan, but that person refused to speak to death.

There is really no clue.

"Since it's over, the people back then should have gotten their retribution. I always firmly believe in the reincarnation of karma in the world. They got their retribution, maybe you just didn't see it."

Han Su persuaded Su Muying.

At this time, the bottle that Su Muying was holding just now was already full of blood.

She used her own blood, and she was not stingy at all.

"Mu Ying, you are really good to him, he should know."

Han Su spoke.

Su Muying shook his head.

"I just hope he can come out safely."

After that, the cap of that bottle was screwed on.

They were handed over to Han Su together.

However, after Su Muying gave it to Han Su, he lost too much blood.

His face became very pale.

"Do you want it?"

Han Su looked at Su Muying and asked nervously.

"Don't worry about me, if something serious happens to me, you can send the medicine to An Xianyang first."

Su Muying reminded.

Han Su nodded.

He galloped away with two bottles of medicine in his hand.

Now, it was Su Muying who was pale.

"Miss, why don't you go upstairs and rest for a while, your appearance is very worrying."

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired."

Su Muying sighed.

Then he went upstairs and fell on the bed, lying on his back.

Although sleepy, I couldn't fall asleep.

The whole person's head is dizzy.

She couldn't imagine what it would be like for An Xianyang to recover his memory.

Will that person remember himself?

Did the youthful memories of those years leave a trace in his heart?

What if not?

Su Muying's mood became inexplicably tense.

Thinking of the situation An Xianyang is in now.

It can be described as besieged on all sides.

He was framed and made such a big news.

Now that the court session is about to start, he was plotted against by the people around him.

Su Muying began to worry about that person's safety.

Tossing and turning, but unable to sleep.

In prison, An Xianyang held the bottle tightly.

Leng Yichen then gave himself the bottle.

Before he opened that bottle, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

When I opened it again, there was blood inside.

With the bottle full of blood, one can imagine how much of Su Muying's own blood was used.

In his memory, there is just a picture.

In that scene, Su Muying was feeding herself blood.

It seems that her blood can detoxify.

An Xianyang held the bottle tightly.

Su Muying must be worried that she will be poisoned by others.

It's not just the poison in the food.

An Xianyang felt a surge of gratitude in his heart.

If that person is in front of me now.

He must be holding Su Muying tightly.

He held her tightly in his arms.

He wanted to say thank you to her personally.

The day after tomorrow, the drug will go to court the day after tomorrow.

All he can do now is to ensure that he will be safe.

This is the greatest gratitude and return to everyone.

He is responsible for his own life, and when he goes to court, once the evidence is collected, then he can point out that person to his face.

"time to eat."

Someone came to deliver food at the door.

That person's attitude is still as bad as before.

An Xianyang picked up the food, but he couldn't arouse his suspicion.

Eat it bite by bite.

That person is very satisfied.

Then he left with An Xianyang's empty job bowl.

He took some more of Han Su's antidote.

This is self-preservation.

However, he cannot guarantee that he will be so lucky tomorrow.

If the other party has made up his mind to kill himself before he goes to court.

I will definitely make a big move the day before the court.

And what I have to do is not only to survive, but also to let the other party find out.

An Xianyang lay on his bed.

There is no sleepiness in the whole person, and all thoughts are preparing for the next struggle.

The story is just beginning.

In the night sky, a round of bright moon became very cool and cool.

It's the full moon time of the month again.

An Xianyang closed his eyes.