"I ......"

Rong Che was just about to speak, but the whole person was already dark and fainted.

This time, the scene was chaotic, Nangong Mo and Mi Xue hurriedly helped Rong Che back to the room for rescue and treatment.

All of a sudden, only Fellman was left in the great hall.

Looking at the back of Michelle leaving, the smile on Fellman's lips gradually became dark and pitch-black.

Seemingly...... Xiao Yi arranged for him to come here, and he really came to the right place.

He raised his hand and tidied up his meticulous suit, and walked to the room where Lin Ziyi was staying.

"Miss Purple Shirt. ”

Fehrman leaned against the wall, slowly squatted down, and said to Lin Zishan: "Do you feel that many things in this world are beyond our control, and even more unpredictable. For example, we who were originally good and decent suddenly got sick. ”

In the room, Lin Zishan was also leaning against the wall, she put her cheeks on her knees, and tears kept falling.

At this moment, Lin Zishan had already realized that she was really sick.

She has always been a woman who doesn't like to cry.

For her, crying is the most useless thing to do.

But now, she kept crying.

It's not like the old self at all.

"Miss Purple Shirt, do you know?" At this time, Fellman's voice continued to come from outside the door, his voice was still soft and gentlemanly, but it was embedded with a deep sadness, "I originally thought that I would live to be sixty or seventy years old, and I would marry the woman of my life, and we would have a pair of beautiful children. But ......"

As he spoke, Fellman paused.

"I got sick all of a sudden," he said. The doctor said I wouldn't live this year. So, I told myself that I would not waste a day in the rest of my life. And I'm going to find the person who made me sick. And if I want to find the culprit who caused me to be sick, I need your help. Miss Purple Shirt, would you like to help me?"

After Fellman had said this, he fell silent.

Say no more.

The air, once again, fell silent.

Finally, after a long while, Lin Zishan reached out and opened the door.

She looked at Fairman and asked in a choked voice, "Why do you need me to help you?"

"Because ......"

Fellman smiled, he looked at Lin Zishan very gentlemanly, and said in a firm tone: "The person who caused me to be terminally ill has also appeared by your side now." So, I need you to join forces with me to find that person. ”

"By my side?" Lin Zishan frowned, smiled bitterly, and said without confidence: "Fairman, you look at me like this, who else do you think is beside me." If you say that the person who harmed you is Archer or Nangong, then I'm sorry, I can't help you. Because ......"

Speaking of this, another crystal clear teardrop slipped down from the corner of Lin Zishan's eyes.

“…… I can't even save myself from this painful self-blame, how can I help you. Moreover, Archer is my life, and I can't help you. For Rong Che, Lin Zishan's affection has never been transferred or deteriorated.

"Miss Purple Shirt, you have always been a wise woman. Listening to Lin Zishan's refusal words, Fairman didn't care at all, he smiled at the corner of his lips, and said, "Smart as you, don't you have any doubts at all, why did Mr. Rong be poisoned so easily?"

“……”

Regarding Fellman's words, Lin Zishan couldn't refute it.

That's right.

How could Rong Che be poisoned by Fu Yunru so easily?

Especially, on that day, Rong Che obviously arranged everything and wanted to deal with Fu Yunru.

"Archer!"

In an instant, Lin Zishan's whole heart was tied to Rong Che's body, and she hurriedly got up and wanted to find Rong Che.

She wanted to protect him.

Don't let anyone have another chance to hurt Rong Che.

Fellman looked at the back of Lin Zishan, who was desperate to run towards Rong Che, and secretly sighed and shook his head, it is really - life has been infatuated since ancient times, and this love has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.

So......

Suddenly, Fellman's eyes were dyed with a strong bloodthirsty color.

Before he dies, he will do whatever it takes to complete his revenge!

At this time, Rong Che's room.

"Michelle, you hold Archer, I'll check him right away. Nangong Mo said while preparing the medical equipment, and instructed Mi Xue on the side.

"No!"

Who knows, as soon as Nangong Mo's voice landed, Mi Xue resolutely refused: "You are not good at treating Rong Ye." ”

"Mi, Mi Xue......" Nangong Mo was shocked, he looked at Mi Xue, his brows were tightened, his face was shocked, he couldn't believe what he had just heard. So, Nangong Mo couldn't help but ask again, "...... What did you just say, what do you mean I can't treat Archer?"

As the most outstanding heir of the Nangong medical family.

A well-known genius doctor in the medical field.

This is the first time that Nangong Mo has been questioned about his medical skills.

Funny.

However, at this time, Mi Xue raised her eyes again, looked at Nangong Mo with a pair of eyes, and said categorically again: "You can't treat Rong Ye well." In this world, there is only one person who can treat Rong Ye now. And that person is me...... Michelle!"

Michelle said this very affirmatively, very confidently, that is an absolutely complete certainty.

Nangong Mo was startled, and for a moment an uneasy speculation appeared in his mind, "You...... Did you do anything to Archer? Those pills you gave Archer recently......"

"That's right. Michelle didn't deny it, and generously admitted: "Those pills were made by me with blood. ”

"Why are you doing this?" Nangong Mo was furious, "You know that once Archer becomes addicted to your blood, then he will not be able to quit in his life." You're not saving him, you're hurting him. ”

"Why am I still Rong Ye?" Mi Xue had tears in her eyes and a look of grievance, "Nangong, you are also a doctor, and your medical skills are much better than mine." You obviously know better than anyone else, if I hadn't made a claim and used my own blood to give Rong Ye a treat, he would have died in Huangquan by now, and there was no cure. ”

"I ......" Regarding Mi Xue's words, Nangong Mo couldn't even say a word to refute it.

That's right.

Michelle was right.

But ...... "Michelle, it's not right to do that." Nangong Mo still insisted: "We are doctors, we can only save people, not turn a good person into a monster." Moreover, have you thought about it, how much blood you can give to Archer, today is the first day, tomorrow is the second day, and there are countless days ahead!"

"So what?" Mi Xue had made up her mind, and she didn't care at all about Nangong Mo's persuasion, and still stubbornly insisted: "For me, as long as I can save Rong Ye, it will be enough." Rong Ye lived for fifty years, and I gave him fifty years of blood. Rong Ye lived seventy years, and I gave him seventy years of blood. He lives for a hundred years, and I accompany him for a hundred years. ”

Nangong Mo listened to Mi Xue's words.

Vow solemnly.

Full of truth.

It's not like the emotion and mentality that a doctor has for his patients.

It's so abnormal.

"Michelle, you shouldn't ...... to Archer? Do you have any other feelings?" Nangong Mo looked at Mi Xue, and for the first time began to sincerely wonder if this Mi Xue had been planning to approach Rong Che from the beginning.

"What other feelings?"

Regarding Nangong Mo's suspicion, Mi Xue smiled coldly, still looking upright and holding her head high.

"Nangong, I'm a doctor. I swore that as long as I was treating a patient, I would never allow him to die. Besides, what is the relationship between Rong Ye and Miss Purple Shirt, I have witnessed it with my own eyes. Although I, Michelle, am not as good as Miss Purple Shirt in many aspects, I am not so presumptuous as to be Rong Ye's junior. I also have my share of pride. ”

Hearing this, Nangong Mo didn't speak, but his eyes were still locked on Mi Xue, looking her up and down.

He was suspicious of Michelle.

But for a while, I couldn't find fault with her.

"Nangong, don't you want to save Rong Ye?" Just when Nangong Mo was silent, secretly observing and thinking about Mi Xue's words, Mi Xue's voice rang out.

"Yes. Nangong Mo immediately replied, "He is a good brother in my life, and I want to treat him in my dreams." ”

"In that case......

After hearing Nangong Mo's answer, Mi Xue stared, looked at Nangong Mo with sharp eyes, and said in a deep voice: "...... I want you to hide the fact that I gave Rong Ye food with your own blood from now on, and pretend that you don't know anything. ”

"This can't be!" Nangong Mo immediately refused.

"Then you want to watch Rong die?" Seeing that Nangong Mo didn't agree, Mi Xue immediately asked back: "You and Rong Ye grew up together, you know better than anyone what kind of character he is." If you let Rong Ye know that the reason why he recovered is because I gave him my own blood. What do you think Rong Ye will do when the time comes. Moreover, if Rong Ye has any mistakes, do you think she will forgive you?"

“……”

Mi Xue's rhetorical question was undoubtedly like a hell vine, and it suddenly viciously strangled Nangong Mo's throat.

He was not afraid of Michelle's threat.

But he was afraid of losing his attachment.

That's the true love he finally gets.

Moreover, there is one thing that Nangong Mo must admit, and that is ...... Once Rong Che is no longer taking Michelle's blood, then Rong Che will definitely die. So...... If he wants to really save Rong Che, there is only one way.

On the one hand, promise Michelle.

On the other hand, he quickly researched an antidote to treat Rong Che, so that Rong Che could completely get rid of this threat of life and death.

After all, once Michelle is really a bad person, then the blood she saved Rong Che will become the blood that harms Rong Che at this time.

"Nangong, how is it? Have you figured it out?" Mi Xue spoke again, urging Rong Che.

“…… Good. After thinking about it again, Nangong Mo slowly nodded and agreed, "I can not say anything about this matter for the time being." But...... Michelle, you'd better really use your blood to save Rong Che, rather than using this way to achieve some other purpose for you!"

"Is there any other purpose?" Mi Xue smiled faintly, she turned her gaze to Rong Che, who was completely in a coma on the bed, and said, "My purpose is to let Rong Ye live well!"

Yes!

She will do whatever it takes to protect Rong Che and help him so that he can truly become the king of this world!

Nangong Mo looked deeply at Mi Xue's affectionate eyes when she looked at Rong Che.

It's really abnormal!