At dawn the next day, Yang Fan woke up and turned around, opened his eyes and looked at He Xiaoling, who had two dark circles hanging on the side of the bed, and hurriedly turned over and got out of bed.

"I knew I was too big to die. ”

Yang Fan's official uniform was torn by himself last night, and at this time it was like a rag on his body.

When He Xiaoling saw Yang Fan wake up, she quickly got up and asked eagerly, "Yang Fan, how do you feel now?"

Yang Fan patted his white chest and said with a smile: "Okay, it can't be better, what about the uncle who saved me last night, I want to thank him well." ”

He Xiaoling turned her head sideways in embarrassment: "You take off your clothes first, and I'll help you sew them." ”

Yang Fan looked at the tattered body and said with a smile: "This appearance does damage my official prestige." ”

Yang Fan took off his official uniform, handed it to He Xiaoling and said, "Do you know how to sew?"

He Xiaoling: "The handkerchief I gave you was sewn by myself." ”

He Xiaoling's needlework, but even Lu Erniang, who is a master, sighs to herself.

He Xiaoling took the clothes, found needles and threads and began to sew them.

Yang Fan was curious: "What about the person who saved me last night, where did he go?"

He Xiaoling: "After he went to bury Luo Buren, he left alone, without saying where to go." ”

He Xiaoling guessed that Li Changtian would not come back, he rescued Yang Fan, who killed his nephew, and couldn't face his sister, so he chose to escape.

Yang Fan sighed: "Although he is Luo Buren's uncle, but one yard is one yard, I should still thank him." ”

He Xiaoling sewed her clothes and asked in a low voice, "Yang Fan, you are obviously poisoned, why did you give me the antidote?"

Yang Fan said with a smile: "Because I know that my life is hard, I can't die, give you the antidote, you must be grateful to me in your heart, hey! ”

He Xiaoling's hand shook, a needle pricked her finger, and she screamed in pain.

He Xiaoling was indeed very moved in her heart, but these words, shouldn't she say them herself, when Yang Fan said this, he felt that he gave himself the antidote with a purpose, but after thinking about it, He Xiaoling's heart was even more moved.

When Yang Fan fed himself the antidote, he said with a smile that he was not poisoned, and he said these words just so that she would not have a psychological burden.

Just thinking that Yang Fan had only been for more than a year, his eyes couldn't help but moisten, and tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

Yang Fan ran in front of He Xiaoling, looked at the blood on He Xiaoling's fingers and said, "Why are you so careless, you really can't take it back and sew it again." ”

Yang Fan raised his head after speaking, saw He Xiaoling's teary eyes, and sneered: "No, I cried with such a needle." ”

Yang Fan smiled and found the handkerchief from the clothes He Xiaoling was sewing, and was about to wipe He Xiaoling's tears.

He Xiaoling was emotional for a while, and plunged into Yang Fan's arms, whimpering and sobbing.

Yang Fan was a little inexplicable, so he had to gently pat He Xiaoling's back and comforted: "Okay, okay, don't cry, good, brother, wait to buy candy for you to eat, this needle dares to prick you, wait for me to be angry for you, teach it a good lesson." ”

When He Xiaoling heard this, she was really sad and wanted to laugh again, this Yang Fan regarded himself as a child, did he really think that he would cry because he was pricked with a needle?

Yang Fan doesn't know the truth yet, but should she hide it?

He Xiaoling broke free from Yang Fan's arms and looked at Yang Fan with tears in her eyes: "Yang Fan, your poison has not been resolved." ”

Yang Fan frowned and said, "How is it possible, I feel very comfortable." ”

He Xiaoling took a deep breath and said slowly: "Senior Li only used other poisons to temporarily suppress the poison of the Soul Breaking Needle, and after a year, the poison spread, and the immortals could not be saved. ”

Yang Fan: "You are...... Scare me. ”

He Xiaoling shook her head.

Yang Fan was silent for a while, of course he didn't want to die, he just had a plan to do something for this world and braided his hair, so what's the matter, is the cause of dominating the world going to die like this?

Yang Fan: "I don't believe it, why don't we go to the doctor again to diagnose it?"

He Xiaoling also had a glimmer of hope in her heart, and comforted herself, maybe Senior Li was just joking, but in fact, the poison in Yang Fan's body had been resolved.

"Wait until I've finished sewing the clothes and then we'll go to the doctor together. ”

......

In one of the most famous medical clinics in Huifeng County, an old man over the age of sixteen was taking Yang Fan's pulse, shaking his head while taking the pulse.

He Xiaoling said worriedly: "Doctor, what's going on?"

The doctor shook his head and said: "Old and incompetent, his body is full of toxins, it is a miracle to be able to live until now, toxins are all over the body, all kinds of toxins are currently in a temporary balance, once this balance is broken, it will immediately return to poison and die." ”

He Xiaoling: "Is there a way to detoxify?"

The doctor shook his head: "Detoxifying a poison will only hasten his death, and it is simply impossible to remove all the toxins at once." ”

Yang Fan frowned and said: "Doctor, it's just that you can't cure it, there are so many famous doctors in the world, there will always be a way." ”

The doctor shook his head and sighed, "There is no one in the world to cure your situation. ”

Yang Fan pouted: "It's not so exaggerated." ”

Doctor: "That's all the old man's words, cherish the rest of your time." ”

He Xiaoling and Yang Fan walked out of the medical hall, both looking depressed.

Yang Fan opened his mouth and said: "Don't tell me about my poisoning." ”

He Xiaoling looked at Yang Fan suspiciously, then nodded and said, "I know, but what should we do next?"

Yang Fan looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, and then said with a smile: "The weather is really good today, let's go, go back to the county government and continue to handle the case." ”

Pedestrians on the street looked at Yang Fan with strange eyes, and this person let out a long howl inexplicably, thinking that there was something lively to see.

He Xiaoling's eyes were full of worry: "Yang Fan, don't give up, we will definitely find a way." ”

Yang Fan smiled: "That one was a quack doctor just now, of course I can't believe his words, I have to live at least a hundred years old." ”

He Xiaoling blamed herself for a while: "If I listen to you, and wait for the government to arrest Luo Buren, this kind of thing will not happen, blame me, Yang Fan, you scold me, or beat me." ”

Yang Fan smiled: "If you can detoxify you by scolding you, I will definitely not show mercy." ”

He Xiaoling sighed: "Can I do anything for you?"

He Xiaoling really wanted to make up for something, but she didn't know what she could do now.

Yang Fan frowned and thought about it, and sighed: "My father is only one of my sons, and if I die, it will be the last one." ”

Yang Fan thought that Yang Haowen had traveled thousands of miles to accompany him for the New Year, and he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, if he really died of poison a year later, would his father be very sad?

He Xiaoling didn't expect Yang Fan to suddenly say such a sentence, but Empress Wu is indeed a great unfilial piety as a descendant, but what can she do? Thinking of this, He Xiaoling looked strange for a while, and then said something that shocked even herself.

"Yang Fan, I'll help you have a baby"