316 Some things cannot be controlled by oneself

Style: Historical Author: Governor of Ming DynastyWords: 2290Update Time: 24/02/20 13:42:01
"mother……"

Just as Yang Zhilan was about to take action, a weak voice suddenly came from the squat behind everyone.

It was a childish voice.

Su Xian subconsciously looked at Ai Tao.

Lying on it was a boy of three or four years old. His face was round and cute, but it was bruised at the moment, and his little brows were tightly knitted.

His hands and feet were scratching and moving wildly like he was having a nightmare, and he looked extremely uncomfortable.

How could there be a child?

Su Xian was slightly startled.

As the top killer, Yang Zhilan would complete the task at all costs once she determined the task, so she was focused on taking another step toward the poisonous lady kneeling on the ground.

Murderous aura leaked out.

But after taking this step, Su Xian pulled him back.

Yang Zhilan suddenly came out of the fanatical state of "must complete the task" and became a little more awake.

The poisonous lady was shocked when she heard the weak "Mother", her whole body felt as if she had been hit by a hammer, her face changed drastically, and she turned around and threw herself on the short collapse without caring about anything else.

While comforting the child who was moving in discomfort, she shouted softly:

"Don't be afraid, Lin'er, mother is here, mother is here..."

"..."

The child was half-conscious and half-awake. After being comforted by the poisonous lady, he gradually stabilized. He was no different from an ordinary child who fell into a deep sleep, except that his bruised face was particularly eye-catching.

Come and try it quickly. 】

After tucking the child's quilt, the poisonous lady stood up and looked at Su Xian.

Secretly gritting his teeth, his knees softened and he knelt on the ground and begged:

"I beg the little pavilion leader to have some grace and allow me to take care of my young son... The young son is seriously poisoned. If he can't survive it, he will..."

"When the matter of the youngest son is over, I will punish or kill you. I will do whatever you want."

"I just ask Xiao Ge to give me a little more time..."

"..."

Although Su Xian sympathized with the poisoned child, he still calmly held his head high and asked after thinking for a while: "How long do you need?"

Su Xian could give him a day or two, but if the poisonous lady was asking for a lot of money and it would take ten and a half months, that wouldn't be possible. Rather than sympathizing with the child, the investigation of the case was more important.

"At most half a cup of tea."

The poisonous lady pinched her fingers and replied.

Before Su Xian and Yang Zhilan came in, there was only half an hour before the six-hour period.

They had just exchanged pleasantries for a long time, and half an hour had passed.

Seeing that the most critical moment is coming, whether the antidote prepared by staying up late last night will be effective depends on half a cup of tea. If it is not effective——

This poor child will bleed from all his orifices and be tortured to death...

At this most critical moment, regardless of whether the antidote is effective or not, the poisonous lady hopes to be by her child's side, even for the last leg of her short life.

In fact, what the poisonous lady said when she was emotionally excited was all true. She did have the idea of ​​getting rid of the control of the inner guard, and her idea became stronger after having a child.

Therefore, she actually harbored deep hatred in her heart for the arrival of Su Xian and Yang Zhilan.

She hates the lingering inner guard...

However, in order to accompany her child on the most important journey, the poisonous lady compromised and knelt down in front of the person she hated, abandoning all pride and pretense and begging hard.

But she is familiar with the internal guards and the small cabinet leader. She can be described as "unkind" and "stubborn".

This young man holding the "East Pavilion Order", let's just say he is a small pavilion leader, must be a cold-blooded, ruthless and unkind person... Therefore, the poisonous lady does not have high hopes.

She was ready to fight to the death, even if she might be killed on the spot by Yang Zhilan.



"For the sake of you being a mother, I can extend the time for half a cup of tea."

But surprisingly, Su Xian agreed.

The poisonous lady was startled, kneeling on the ground, looking up at the "tall" Su Xian, and even suspected that there was something wrong with her ears.

"What, didn't you hear clearly?" Su Xian continued to maintain a majestic image with his head held high, and his voice became three points lower when he spoke.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Xiaoge, thank you so much, Mr. Xiaoge..."

"..."

The poisonous lady didn't think much, and immediately turned around and threw herself on the short boy. She held the young son's hand tightly with both hands, and wiped the child's bruised face with a towel with infinite tenderness.

Spending time with your children is important right now.

She couldn't think about anything else.

I just have a vague feeling that there seems to be something different about this little pavilion leader...

Su Xian took Yang Zhilan and silently took three steps back. This distance was just right, which not only left enough space for the poisonous lady and her son, but also prevented the poisonous lady from cheating and escaping.

It is essential to be on guard against others. Su Xian must prevent the poisonous lady from cheating.

If she uses a poisoned child to deceive his feelings, he will let the poisonous lady suffer to death.

Time passed quietly like this.

In a blink of an eye, the six-hour deadline is approaching.

The poisonous lady half-knelt in front of the boy, holding the child's hand tightly with one hand and gently stroking his forehead with the other. Her eyes were as wide as copper bells, unblinking, and she repeatedly scanned the child's body from head to toe.

There was anxiety, worry, fear, tenderness, love, and hope in those eyes.

"It must be effective!"

"It must be effective!"

"..."

Su Xian heard the poisonous lady murmuring in his ears, but at first he didn't know what she meant.

Later I guessed that it should be "the antidote must be effective."

Human beings are not ruthless. To be honest, Su Xian was a little touched, and secretly thought in his heart, should he spare the poisonous lady's life even if she didn't want to cooperate?

"No!"

At this time, the poisonous lady let out a heart-piercing scream.

Su Xian came to his senses and hurriedly walked to the side to take a look.

I saw the child lying on the couch with a nosebleed and his whole body shaking like an epilepsy. Although he was not awake, he looked very scary.

With a long sigh, Su Xian silently returned to his original position.

He is not a doctor.

Not even a miracle doctor.

There is really nothing I can do about this, the only thing I can do is to give the poisonous lady some more time.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he returned to his original position, he discovered that Yang Zhilan turned sideways and lowered her head slightly...

Su Xian was slightly surprised.

Yang Zhilan has always stood as straight as a pine tree, but this is the first time she has "turned sideways and lowered her head" like this.

Curious, Su Xian walked up to her, ready to see what was wrong with her, but he saw her... wiping her tears hard!

She seemed to be secretly annoyed by her unsatisfactory eyes. She shed tears for nothing. She was the number one killer of the internal defense, which really damaged her image.

But some physical reactions are beyond your control.

The reason why she had this abnormality was because she thought of herself through that child...

When her strange illness broke out, she was even more uncomfortable than the child, because she was awake most of the time during the attack and could clearly feel every bit of pain.

And this kid is at least still in a coma, just like a dream, how nice.

"Zhilan...you...what's wrong with you?!"

Su Xian was shocked and at a loss. He had never seen Yang Zhilan show any obvious emotions, let alone shed tears, so he was stunned in place for a while, not knowing how to comfort her.