Just do it!

I saw Li Qianhuan quickly rushed into the kitchen, she remembered that there was a maid boiling soup, as long as she quietly dripped blood into the soup, and then took it to the bad man to drink, I believe it should be useful, right?

She hurriedly asked the maid to bring out a bowl of soup, and then sent all the maids in the kitchen out, she quickly wanted to bite her finger, but she didn't see blood for a long time, mainly because she was afraid of pain and didn't dare to use force.

Forget it, just cut it with a knife.

Gritting her teeth at the end, her left index finger was instantly cut by a knife, she hurriedly dripped blood into the soup bowl, afraid that it would not be enough, so she had to cut her middle finger too, and even squeezed it painfully, until she couldn't squeeze out a drop of blood, and then she gave up.

When it was done, she asked the maid to help her get two band-aids and put them on, and then asked her to pack the cake, which she wanted to take with her to the bad guys.

Sitting in the car, Li Qianhuan's heart was still lifted, both worried and very worried, she didn't know if this blood was enough, and hoped that the bad man would get better after drinking chicken soup.

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Imperial Group, President's Office.

It's easy to rush over as soon as possible, and when I saw Beitang curled up on the sofa, I knew that I was convulsive, and I was afraid that the attack was getting worse and worse every time.

Moreover, now that the painkillers have no effect on him at all, it is easy for him to be completely helpless against his strange illness although he has excellent medical skills.

Seemingly...... Only Li Qianhuan's blood can save him.

Just as I was thinking about whether to call Li Qianhuan and tell her about it, I saw Li Qianhuan rushing in in a hurry.

Her face was full of worry and anxiety: "Hurry up, help my husband up, feed him soup, and he will be fine after drinking." ”

As she spoke, she quickly poured the chicken soup in the thermos bucket into a small bowl, holding the soup spoon in one hand, and waited until the wind helped Beitang Yan up with a suspicious face, she hurriedly scooped a spoonful and blew it cold first, and quickly fed it to Beitangyan's mouth.

"Husband, drink the soup, your head won't hurt if you drink it."

Li Qianhuan saw that his teeth were chattering in pain, his brows were tightly locked, his eyes were closed, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept coming out of his forehead, obviously suffering a great deal of pain.

For a while, Li Qianhuan's eyes turned red instantly, and he was distressed, even his voice coaxing him softly was dyed with a trace of crying, and tears were about to burst out of his eyes uncontrollably.

As if hearing her voice, Bei Tangyan, who was originally unconscious, struggled to hold his eyelids, reluctantly opened a slit, and his lips opened a little unconsciously, Li Qianhuan hurriedly fed the soup into his mouth.

"Husband, drink the soup, it won't hurt if you drink it."

Li Qianhuan saw that he finally had a reaction, and couldn't help but be happy, and hurriedly fed him spoonful after spoonful, and didn't forget to coax him softly.

After taking a few sips of soup, Beitang Yan suddenly felt that the headache seemed to have weakened a lot, and his sanity began to gradually recover, and the scene in front of him slowly became clearer, and then he saw clearly the little woman who was feeding himself soup.

The clean and beautiful little face, but the eyes were red, as if he had cried, Beitangyan's heart suddenly tightened.

He subconsciously raised his hand to touch her eyes, and his voice was low and hoarse, and he trembled faintly because of the pain, "What's wrong?" ”

"Husband, you're about to drink the soup."

Li Qianhuan was unrelenting, feeding him one bite after another, his voice was delicate and soft, and I felt pity for his small appearance.