Zhao Yujiao sighed lightly, she could only persuade Xie Ling'er like this.

Xie Ling'er shook her head helplessly, but comforted her, "Sister, it's okay, you don't have to be so stressed......"

Saying this, Xie Linger was really sad in her heart, and she couldn't pretend anymore, so she hid her face and cried.

Zhao Yujiao looked at the crying Xie Ling'er, and didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only look at her silently and pat her shoulder to show her comfort.

Qin Tianze walked in, and when he saw the current scene, it was all expected, so he didn't ask anything.

Seeing that Zhou Linmo was still lying on the bed, and Xie Ling'er's sadness, as well as Zhao Yujiao's indignation, Qin Tianze could probably see what was happening.

"Jiaojiaoer."

Qin Tianze called softly, Zhao Yujiao looked up, he nodded, and she followed.

"Ling'er, don't be too sad, I'll go out first."

Xie Ling'er didn't respond, just muttered.

"Alas......" Zhao Yujiao sighed helplessly, and followed Qin Tianze out.

"What's wrong? Checkmate. ”

"Jiaojiao'er, how is the injury?" Qin Tianze asked, this was what he needed to care about.

Hearing this, Zhao Yujiao just shook her head, saying that she was not optimistic.

If this continues, if you don't find the antidote soon, Linmo may not have a few days left that week......

"Do you have a solution?"

"No, the toxicity can't be seen at all......" Zhao Yujiao shook her head and bit her lower lip in annoyance, if only she could develop an antidote.

Then Xie Ling'er didn't need to go to Murong Ziluan, but was angry with him.

"Jiaojiao'er, don't blame yourself, it's not your fault."

Qin Tianze stroked Zhao Yujiao's shoulder and comforted softly.

"I know...... But ......" Zhao Yujiao sighed and shook her head helplessly.

Seeing Xie Ling'er in such pain, Zhao Yujiao's heart was also very uncomfortable, and her mood became very heavy.

"What now?" Zhao Yujiao muttered, "What should I do now?" What can we do? ”

"Jiaojiao'er, don't worry so much about it first...... Qin Tianze comforted weakly, also a little uneasy.

"I can't unravel this poison so quickly...... Even if he keeps hurrying, it will take ten days, and Zhou Linmo can't hold on for that long......"

Zhao Yujiao said uncomfortably, frowning anxiously and holding back her tears.

Why is it so powerless, looking at his friend who is highly poisoned, but unable to do anything, it is really unbearable.

"Jiaojiaoer." Qin Tianze hugged Zhao Yujiao and comforted softly, "Don't be sad, just do your best." ”

Zhao Yujiao nodded, cried for a while, and then pushed Qin Tianze away.

Zhao Yujiao sorted out her emotions and clothes, and smiled far-fetchedly, "Okay, it's time for me to comfort Ling'er." Now it is she who needs encouragement. ”

"Okay, you guys have a good rest." Qin Tianze nodded, there is still a battle tomorrow, he doesn't have time to stay here.

Even if something happens to his friend, then he also needs to complete his duties.

Zhao Yujiao nodded, "The general is, rest well." ”

When she returned to the tent, Zhao Yujiao only saw that Xie Ling'er was still sitting on the edge of the bed, holding Zhou Linmo's hand and muttering something.

Sighing helplessly, Zhao Yujiao walked to Xie Ling'er's side and gently persuaded, "Ling'er, take a rest." ”

Xie Linger shook her head, her eyes never left Zhou Linmo.

"But if you wear out your body like this, Zhou Linmo won't be happy when he wakes up, right?"

Hearing this, Xie Ling'er looked up at Zhao Yujiao and opened her eyes wide, her eyes were tired at this time, but they were full of hope.

"Will he ever wake up?"

Zhao Yujiao nodded, "Of course." ”

Although Zhao Yujiao's heart was very bottomless, and even very uneasy, she still smiled confidently and pretended to be relaxed.

Obviously not convinced, Xie Ling'er frowned and asked suspiciously, "Really?" ”

"Well, I don't lie to you." Zhao Yujiao smiled gently, "You believe me." ”

Xie Ling'er nodded, "Okay, I believe in my sister." ”

Seeing Xie Linger's reassuring smile, Zhao Yujiao was both relieved and felt pressure.

She has to take on this responsibility, except for her, no one else can save Xie Ling'er and Zhou Linmo.

Zhao Yujiao patted Xie Ling'er on the shoulder, "Okay, then I'll try it, don't go to bed too late." ”

"Well, sister, don't worry."

……

Zhao Yujiao developed it for several days, but she didn't find a breakthrough to solve it, and she was very irritable.

"Madam, there's nothing you can do."

A voice suddenly came from behind her, and Zhao Yujiao would not forget this voice, so she furrowed her eyebrows almost immediately.

"What are you going to do?" Zhao Yujiao's tone was cold and chilling.

Murong Ziluan chuckled, "Madam, now that the general is not here, I'm afraid it's not right that you're so strict with me?" ”

Indeed, Zhao Yujiao alone will definitely not be Murong Ziluan's opponent. What's more, Murong Ziluan is in a crazy state now, and Zhao Yujiao doesn't dare to trigger his emotions easily.

"What do you want to do?" Zhao Yujiao didn't look back, and continued to hold the brush and draw her own thoughts on the paper.

Murong Ziluan laughed coldly, "Madam, aren't you very distressed? Didn't you find the antidote? ”

Zhao Yujiao shook her head and pretended to smile easily, "So what?" ”

"Madame doesn't want to work with me?" Murong Ziluan walked to Zhao Yujiao's side, smiled wickedly, took the pen from Zhao Yujiao's hand, and raised his voice.

"Oh? What would you like to talk to me about? Zhao Yujiao raised her eyes to look at him, and a hint of mockery flashed in her eyes.

"Ling'er doesn't want to, but you won't be bound by these emotions, right?"

Murong Ziluan paused, and seeing that Zhao Yujiao didn't answer, he continued, "As long as you hand over Ling'er to me, I will give you the antidote." ”

"Are you ......" Zhao Yujiao looked at Murong Ziluan in confusion, resisted the urge to laugh, hooked the corners of his mouth, and asked rhetorically.

"How can you be sure that I don't have emotions?"

"Can you weigh the pros and cons? Isn't it very simple to let Ling'er go with me or let Zhou Linmo die? ”

"You don't have any other way, do you? You can't come up with an antidote. ”

Murong Ziluan accentuated his tone and threw Zhao Yujiao's pen back, the ink splashed, and a few bits of ink stuck to Zhao Yujiao's face.

Zhao Yujiao was silent, feeling the ink on her face slip down, and the jet-black ink slid down her fair skin, which was very peaceful.

Zhao Yujiao didn't reach out to wipe it, but just let it slip off.