Chapter 43 Double standards, I choose to cut my blood and feed it to your concubine

"I choose to cut my blood and feed it to your concubine!"

It's not like cutting her blood anyway.

She wished that Su Yunrou would drink a bowl of it every day and drink that quack to death!

Huo Linye's face seemed to have been slapped hard by Yun Si.

Previously, he felt that Yun Si tried her best to help Brother Yu, which was a disguised attempt to please him and win favor.

But look at it now.

She would rather bleed than bow her head and beg him.

He previously said that Yun Si was playing hard to get, but now it seems that it is a joke.

My heart felt like it was being pulled hard.

Huo Linye narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Okay, good job. If you are so willing to cut blood, then do it!"

Yun Si smiled faintly and stood up suddenly.

"go out."

"Cut me in front of my eyes!"

Yun Si was not so angry now. She shrugged her shoulders casually: "I won't give you blood until you get out. Let's see how long Su Yunrou can survive."

Huo Linye looked at Yun Si in front of him, as if he had no weaknesses.

He endured it again and again, and finally went out.

Yun Si breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around and went to the bed room, pulling out the box.

When I opened the box, a stench came out.

Yun Si frowned, held her breath, and looked in.

Inside was a confused Shen Changqing.

Huddled together with Grandma Li.

The two of them "live" in a box and cannot get in or out. Even if they want to excrete, they can only solve it like this.

Shen Changqing was now dizzy with hunger.

Grandma Li had already fainted from hunger.

Yun Si picked up a bowl and took out a scalpel from the medical kit.

Lowering his eyes, he took Shen Changqing's arm and made a cut on him.

Shen Changqing's body felt cold. He raised his eyes tremblingly, looked at Yun Si, and said in a weak and inaudible voice: "You... this poisonous... woman!"

Yun Si looked at the blood flowing into the bowl and said in a calm voice: "You shouldn't call me a poisonous woman. When I cut your blood now, I didn't even cut the blood vessels. When you cut me, you did it according to the blood vessels. Besides, It’s Su Yunrou who wants to drink your blood, not me.”

There was less than half of the blood in the bowl.

Yun Si raised her head and looked at Shen Changqing who seemed to be about to close his eyes.

She patted his face: "I am a woman, and I have been cutting blood like this for a year. Those servants gave me swill, but I survived. You are a man, you can't be so useless, right? Besides, If you cut my blood, you are a miracle doctor. If I cut your blood, I am a poisonous woman, and you have too many double standards."

The blood has been put.

Yun Si also picked up a bandage and wrapped it around him: "I don't know how long Su Yunrou's illness will last. When she decides not to pretend, or when I expose her, I will let you go."

She gave him an injection of anesthetic to prevent him from making any noise.

Holding the box, he closed it little by little: "Of course, by then, everyone will know that your reputation as a miracle doctor is in vain."

Ancient books do mention the use of human blood as medicine.

But not all ancient books are correct.

Yun Si did this just to avenge the original owner.

The original owner, and her personal maid who died innocently.

What's wrong with love?

Wrong, just people who don't know how to cherish.

The door creaked open.

Yun Si appeared in front of Huo Linye with a white face.

When she handed over the bowl of blood in her hand, comparing the two, the bowl of blood was made even more frightening by her white hands.

Yun Si let go of her hand and slammed the door without saying a word.

Huo Linye clenched the edge of the bowl tightly, his white knuckles in stark contrast to the rippling blood inside the bowl.

The feeling of a sea of ​​blood surging in the man's heart at this moment.

"Huo Linye, it's okay if you don't like it, but there is no need to hurt someone who loves you because of another woman. Fortunately, Yun Si is dead. In the future, there will never be Yun Si again, nor will there be such a pair again. Eyes, looking at you full of affection."

Yun Si's voice was a little hoarse.

She sat at the Eight Immortals table facing the door.

Looking at the figure outside the door, he just smiled disdainfully.