With a "poof" sound!
A mouthful of blood spurted from Qiao Wanwan's mouth, spraying onto the coffee table and carpet in front of her!
"Wanwan!" Wen Lijing exclaimed in surprise, rushing forward to support her. "What's wrong with you!"
When Qiao Wanwan looked up again, her face had turned pale, and she was too weak to speak!
Wen Lijing suddenly remembered something, turned his head abruptly, and looked at the wine glass that had fallen to the ground!
"Wanwan, what did you drink...?"
Qiao Wanwan looked up at her, the blood at the corner of her mouth contrasting sharply with her pale face, a shocking sight!
"I'm sorry." Qiao Wanwan forced a smile and said with difficulty, "Logically, I should keep my word. I always do, but I struggled for a long, long time and realized that I really can't..."
"Don't talk about that now," Wen Lijing asked anxiously. "Tell me what was in the drink first... Never mind, I'll take you to the hospital first!"
"No need," Qiao Wanwan stopped her. "I'm the Ghost Hand Healer. No one can counteract the medicine I give myself."
"Wanwan, why did you do this?" Wen Lijin felt as if a boulder had struck his chest, the pain making it hard to breathe. "Just because you couldn't agree to my conditions, you chose to die? You'd rather die than be with me? You'd rather be a broken jade than a whole tile..."
“No, that’s not what I meant.” Qiao Wanwan took a breath, propped herself up, and knelt directly in front of him. “Li Jing, I just want to beg you to allow me to exchange my life for Jing Ting’s.
Wen Lijing was stunned, and then a look of pain mixed with anger welled up in his deep eyes.
The man almost roared, "What makes you think I'd agree to that, huh?"
"Because you said you loved me. Although it's a very morally manipulative statement, I have no other choice." Tears welled up in Qiao Wanwan's eyes. "Li Jing, if you truly love me, please grant me one last request before I die: please give the antidote to Jing Ting..."
"My children... my children are so young, they can't be without both Mommy and Daddy..." Qiao Wanwan grabbed his trouser leg, pleading desperately, "Lijing, I beg you, please promise me?"
Wen Lijing closed his eyes in anguish, tears streaming down his face. "Wanwan, why did you choose to die? Why? Was it to torment me?"
Qiao Wanwan gently shook her head, "I also want to live, but if Jingting dies, I will feel like I'm living a life worse than death. Our child is so young. For them, I have to live for my child. I can't imagine how I can bear that kind of pain."
"Wanwan..." Wen Lijing sobbed uncontrollably, "I understand, let's not talk about this anymore."
Wen Lijin helped her up. "I'll take you to your master. He'll definitely have a way to cure you! I don't want you to die! As long as you live, I promise you, I'll give the antidote to Jingting!"
Qiao Wanwan finally smiled knowingly, "Li Jing, thank you..."
"Stop talking, let's go..."
Wen Lijing helped her up and was about to walk out when the girl he was supporting suddenly collapsed!
"Wanwan!"
Qiao Wanwan fell to the ground, and Wen Lijing helped her up. She could only feel a buzzing in her ears and could no longer hear anything he said.
"Jingting..." Qiao Wanwan's unfocused gaze was fixed on the crystal chandelier on the ceiling. "I miss him so much..."
"I'll take you to him, I'll take you to Jingting! Wanwan, don't sleep! I beg you, don't sleep!"
"Bang!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than the room was forcibly pushed open from the outside!
Zhan Jingting's pupils constricted abruptly upon seeing the scene before him!
"Wanwan!" He rushed forward, snatched Qiao Wanwan from Zhan Jingting's arms, and his fingertips trembled as he cupped her cold face. "What's wrong? Wanwan, don't scare me!"
Qiao Wanwan vaguely heard Zhan Jingting's voice. Soon, the familiar voice became clearer and clearer, and even her vision slowly returned, revealing his handsome face clearly in front of her.
"Jing Ting..."
"It's me, I'm here. Don't be afraid, I'll take you home."
"No..." Qiao Wanwan mustered all her strength, turned to look at Wen Lijing, who was sitting on the ground after being pushed by Zhan Jingting, and grabbed his hand tightly. "Lijing, you promised me... you promised me..."
Wen Lijing closed his eyes in pain, and under Qiao Wanwan's pleading gaze, he took out the antidote, choking back tears as he said, "Wanwan, I lost... but I beg you, don't die. As long as you live, I promise you, I will never bother you again in this lifetime..."
Qiao Wanwan hurriedly took the antidote and gave it to Zhan Jingting, "Jingting, quickly... quickly take the antidote..."
Zhan Jingting looked at her in shock, “...You knew all along, you knew I was poisoned.”
"Don't ask so many questions yet. I've already verified that the antidote is real. Take it quickly."
Zhan Jingting did as instructed and swallowed the entire antidote.
Qiao Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on her pale face.
Zhan Jingting threw away the medicine bottle, picked her up horizontally, and walked out.
"Jingting!" Wen Lijing snapped out of his daze and hurriedly got up to chase after her. "Wanwan has taken poison! You must take her to find..."
"Get out!" Zhan Jingting stopped and turned to look at him, shouting angrily, "If anything happens to Wanwan, I will never let you off the hook!"
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