When he reacted and looked up at the man in black, he was gone, leaving only the bloodstains.

He suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, his head was groggy, and he fell to the ground with some physical exhaustion, struggling to get up, but suddenly it was dark in front of him, and the whole person was unconscious.

……

In the simple room, the faint medicinal fragrance fills the whole room, a few snow-white rabbits with red hair and red eyes lie obediently on the sandalwood table, a few pieces of furniture are neatly placed, and the cabinet placed in the corner is very exquisite, made of ebony, engraved with wisps of hollow patterns, fixed to look at, there seems to be a little streamer on it, delicate and low-key but also atmospheric.

There are a few pots of plants on the windowsill, all of which are extremely rare exotic flowers and plants, the fragrance is not very strong, faint, and the medicinal fragrance in the room complements each other, and the smell is very comfortable.

The screen painted with the four gentlemen of Meilan, bamboo and chrysanthemum separates the front hall from the inner room.

On the table in the front hall, a set of exquisite white jade tea sets is clear and beautiful, and the price is very expensive at a glance.

The furnishings in the inner room are more and more simple, with only a small wooden bed one person wide and a pot of magnolias.

"Ahem, ahem...... Burst! ”

Hearing the sound of the inner room, the people who were guarding the screen hurried in, took out the pills and fed them to the person half-leaning on the bed.

Ling Che felt better at this time, holding his chest and looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, his voice was still a little hoarse: "This... Ahem... What is this place? How did I end up here? ”

Shen Qingmian took out a handkerchief to help him wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth: "This is Xuanxue Pavilion, I saw you fainting on the ground in the back garden of Nangong Mansion that night, I couldn't wake up no matter how I screamed, there was still blood on my body, even if I brought you to Nanjun to find Shangguan Heng overnight, you have been in a coma for three days." ”

Ling Che: "Three days?!" ”

Shen Qingmian nodded: "Well, do you remember what happened that night?" ”

Ling Che covered his head, trying to recall something, but he couldn't search for the memory of that night in his mind, his whole brain felt like he had been pricked by a needle, he was in pain, and he couldn't think of anything.

He clutched his head in pain, frowned, and sweat oozed from his forehead.

Seeing him like this, Shen Qingmian hurriedly supported his shoulder, his eyes were full of worry: "Don't think about it if you can't think of it, you just woke up, you still need to rest well, rest assured, with Shangguan Heng here, he will help you." ”

Ling Che slowly lay down with his strength, and because he had been lying for many days, his lips were white and dry.

Shen Qingmian hurriedly got up and poured a glass of water and handed it to his lips, carefully feeding him to drink.

"Ahem."

Hearing the voice, he stopped and looked up.

A handsome boy in a crescent white robe, standing there with a jade-colored folding fan in his hand, was looking at the two of them with a smile on the corner of his lips at the moment.

Ling Che half-propped himself up: "Presumably this is Shangguan Gongzi, under Ling Che, thank you Gongzi for saving me." ”

Although Shangguan Heng looked as gentle as jade, Ling Che knew that the personality of the youngest family head was diametrically opposed to his appearance, if he accidentally offended him or neglected him, he would definitely let you die without knowing how to die, so he still sold himself.

Shangguan Heng closed the folding fan and hooked his lips: "Thank you so early, it makes it a little difficult for me." ”

Ling Che looked confused, what do you mean?

Without waiting for him to ask, Shen Qingmian got up and looked over, pursing his lips: "You... What do you mean? ”

Shangguan Heng spread his hands, very innocent: "Literally, he, I can't cure it, at most, I can help him suppress it first, and when he has an attack, he will still die if he can't hold on." ”

Shen Qingmian's face turned faintly pale, and the hand holding the sleeve of his shirt shrank slightly: "Didn't you say that there is no disease that you can't cure?" ”

Shangguan Heng helplessly supported his forehead: "It's really good, but this friend of yours, he is Gu poison, I never touch that kind of yin and disgusting thing, I have never touched it, how can I help him cure it?" It is extremely difficult to develop an elixir that suppresses toxicity, and if it can be completely cured, then I will become a genius in the world? ”

Gu poison?

Hearing these two words, Ling Che's head ached faintly, and it seemed that something flashed by, but it was blurry.

Shen Qingmian hesitated for a while, pursed his lips, and said with difficulty: "Really... Is there no way around?"