She kept replaying the scene in her mind, silent.

originally thought that the He family was embarrassed by Lu Zifan and He Ruoxue, and he was almost sold by his father again, which was bad enough. Unexpectedly, Qiao Hanye, who was worse than her, came out to show his face, and was chased and killed, these people wanted to kill him.

"Scared silly?" Qiao Hanye looked at her silently, looked at her and asked.

"That's right, you can pay me for mental damages." Helan Jin said cheekily, and stretched out her little hand to him to beg for money.

Qiao Hanye looked at her white palm, which was still stained with blood, he took out a handkerchief and held her little hand, wiped the blood clean, a warm current hit, and Helan Hibiscus withdrew his hand a little unnaturally.

"I'll go back to my room first." Helan Jin said, pushed the car door, and walked towards Jingyuan.

Looking at her figure, Qiao Hanye spread out his hand, looking at the back of his hand blackened, obviously the poison of snake blood was more intense, and it continued to spread to his arm.

Helan Jin went back to the room, felt that something was wrong, and walked to open the door of Qiao Hanye's room, Qiao Hanye was just about to undress, and when she saw her figure, she was obviously surprised, and asked, "It's so late, what's wrong?" ”

She was silent, took his hand and rolled up her shirt, and said, "You are poisoned, go, go to the hospital." ”

"Can't go to the hospital." Qiao Hanye said in a low voice, although he was injured, he was not alarmed, as if it was a common thing, but the poison had invaded his body, and his arms were black, but he still endured it without saying a word, and he didn't even frown.

Helan Jin hesitated, reached out and picked up the fruit knife on the side, slashed it at his palm, and lowered his head to suck out his poisonous blood.

"You." Qiao Hanye watched her movements and wanted to stop her, but she was forced on the sofa.

Han Beicheng rushed back from outside, smelling the strong smell of blood in the house, seeing this scene, he stepped forward and said, "Master, this is?" ”

"Go get the medicine." Qiao Hanye said, Han Beicheng took out the bottle of medicine from the drawer, and watched Helan Jin suck the blood out, he looked at her with complicated eyes, if the blood was blessed, the poison would definitely not flow cleanly, and it was wise to suck out the poisonous blood.

It's just that... In this way, she will also inhale a lot of residual poison.

"Alright." Helan Jin spit out the blood, looked up and said, but saw Qiao Hanye's silent black eyes looking at her, he reached out to wipe the blood from her lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "Helan Hibiscus." ”

"I'm tired, I went back to my room and slept." Helan Jin said, when she got up, she saw the medicine handed by Han Beicheng, and saw that it was to clear heat and detoxify, she picked it up and threw it into her mouth, yawned and left.

Obviously, there were a lot of questions she wanted to ask, but she didn't ask, knowing in her heart that someone wanted to kill Qiao Hanye, and she still wanted to kill him, so she could only leave as if she didn't understand.

Looking at her figure, Han Beicheng asked with concern: "Master, what do you think?" Do you want to call Shangguan to take a look? ”

"No need." Qiao Hanye said that he didn't expect that Helan Jin would sacrifice herself to save herself at a dangerous moment. There was something strange in his heart, as if something was permeating his heart, and this feeling was indescribable.

"It seems that those people know that you are back and want to test the truth." Han Beicheng said.

What kind of temptation is this? It is clear that he wants Qiao Han to die at night. It seems that some people are in a hurry, afraid that their true colors will be revealed, so they will be in a hurry to be ruthless.

"Lately let the south wind follow her." Qiao Hanye said in a deep voice.

"Master, Nanfeng is your dead soldier, and it is very inappropriate for you to let him protect Miss He." Han Beicheng was in a hurry, after all, the dead soldiers of the Qiao family could not leave their bodies.

Qiao Hanye raised his hand, looked at the big palm that was hastily bandaged by her, and asked in a deep voice, "Beicheng." ”

Being warned by Qiao Hanye, Han Beicheng realized that he had said the wrong thing, and he whispered, "Yes, I'll arrange it." ”