Chapter 133 If Xiao Jiwu hadn’t poisoned the secret guard, he wouldn’t be in so much pain
At this moment in the Zen room, Yun Qingshi was already in a trance due to the pain.
But in a trance, the urgent desire to stop the pain reminded him of something.
The painkillers Ye Runan gave him.
He remembered that Zhao Mingde seemed to have brought it with him when he came out to pack the medicine this time.
For him at this moment, that bottle of medicine was like a life-saving straw.
He wants to take that medicine for the pain.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Yun Qingshi became eager to find the bottle of medicine.
Even though he didn't know where Zhao Mingde put the medicine.
Unfortunately, Zhao Mingde, the only person who knew where the medicine was, was not in the room at the moment.
Then he can only find it himself...
Just like that, the strong thought forced Yun Qingshi to sit up from the couch again, even though it was just such a simple action that made him break out in a cold sweat.
"Cough..." A sweet and fishy feeling kept surging in his throat, and Yun Qingshi couldn't help but cough uncomfortably. Then he prepared to go downstairs and continue looking for it.
Ying Twelve didn't know what Yun Qingshi was planning, so he instinctively stopped him: "Eleven, what are you doing? Lie back down quickly."
Yun Qingshi:!
Why are you lying down? He wants to find some painkillers!
It’s really killing me!
The pain made Yun Qingshi feel irritable. He was too lazy to explain to Ying Twelve. He just raised his hand and pushed Ying Twelve's hand away with difficulty, preparing to continue lying on the bed.
Ying Twelve became increasingly anxious, and hurriedly frowned and asked again, "Eleven, what exactly are you going to do?"
Yun Qingshi still did not answer Ying Twelve's question, and he also dodged Ying Twelve's hand.
At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind, to find medicine.
He is also working hard to achieve this.
But he obviously overestimated his current condition. His strength was not enough to support him to stand up, let alone find medicine.
He finally managed to half-sit and move to the edge of the couch, but as soon as he stood up, he fell weakly to the ground beside the bed.
But even so, Yun Qingshi did not give up. He thought that he must find the medicine today even if he had to crawl.
Otherwise he would die from the pain immediately.
Obviously, Yun Qingshi was unable to think normally at this moment, and the only clear thought in his mind was about finding medicine.
He never thought that he could ask Ying Twelve for help and let Ying Twelve go find Zhao Mingde and bring him back.
Back to this moment, seeing Yun Qingshi fall to the ground, Ying Twelve immediately bent down and tried to help him up.
However, Yun Qingshi, who noticed Ying Twelve's movements, stubbornly pulled Ying Twelve's hand away again.
At this moment, the door of the Zen room was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
Xiao Jiwu rushed back to the Zen room in a panic, and this was the scene he saw when he opened the door.
The young man fell weakly to the ground beside the couch, blood still oozing from the corners of his lips. The blood had already dyed his neck red, and his once charming eyes now looked dull and lifeless.
His face was frighteningly pale...
At this moment, Xiao Jiwu felt as if a sharp blade suddenly pierced his heart, bringing waves of excruciating pain.
His hands hanging by his sides were even trembling a little.
But Xiao Jiwu didn't give himself too much time to wallow in pain. Almost the next moment after pushing the door open, he quickly walked to the bedside and gently picked up the young man on the ground, anxiously asking: "Eleven, I'm back. Where are you feeling uncomfortable? Why did you suddenly become like this?"
Without waiting for Yun Qingshi to react, he gave a deep order to Zhao Mingde who had followed him in: "Zhao Mingde, find a doctor!"
Zhao Mingde quickly replied, "Your Highness, I've sent someone to look for him."
Seeing this, Ying Twelve quietly retreated from the edge of the couch and breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as their master truly cares about Ying Shiyi, there will definitely be time to cure Ying Shiyi's poison...
Yun Qingshi was confused at this moment. When he saw Xiao Jiwu's anxious expression, he realized that Xiao Jiwu had returned.
But he still remembered that he had to find medicine, and he didn't bother to answer Xiao Jiwu's words and struggled to think further.
Only after realizing that he really couldn't break free did he tug at Xiao Jiwu's sleeve with difficulty and utter a word: "...Medicine."
"Medicine?" Xiao Jiwu subconsciously frowned and asked back. Then, in a moment, he quickly raised his eyes again and ordered Zhao Mingde: "Quick, find all the medicine."
"Yes." Although Zhao Mingde was puzzled, he quickly responded and went to the cabinet next to him to look for medicine.
Seeing this, Yun Qingshi finally felt relieved. He snuggled up in Xiao Jiwu's arms and stopped moving. He just unconsciously clenched the man's robe, and a few painful whimpers came out of his mouth from time to time.
In addition to the pain, when he saw Xiao Jiwu coming back, he finally felt a little aggrieved.
If Xiao Jiwu hadn't poisoned the secret guard, he wouldn't have felt so much pain...
Xiao Jiwu quickly picked up the handkerchief Zhao Mingde had just handed him from the small table and began to wipe the blood off the boy's neck. He then asked Ying Twelve, "Ying Twelve, did Eleven say anything just now?"
His face never showed any emotion, but his slightly trembling hands betrayed him. He was not as calm as he looked.
Upon hearing this, Shadow Twelve quickly replied, "Eleven said it was a burning heart attack..."
Xiao Jiwu was stunned after hearing this.
Burning Heart...
That was the poison he ordered these secret guards to take, so of course he knew its name.
But why did Ying Shiyi suddenly become poisoned?
As long as you take the antidote on time, this will never happen.
Xiao Jiwu couldn't help but look at Yun Qingshi, but saw the young man curled up in his arms pitifully. He didn't ask too many questions at this time, but forced himself to calm down and wipe the blood off the young man's face.
But if it is a burning heart, things will become much more difficult.
Once the heart-burning poison takes effect, if there is no antidote, the person will die suddenly within three days.
But if we send a message back and ask someone to deliver the antidote now, it will probably be too late.
It would take more than a day to get here from the palace even if you ride at full speed without sleep, and no one can guarantee that the journey will be smooth.
He couldn't afford to gamble either.
In just a short moment, Xiao Jiwu had already made a plan.
At this time, Zhao Mingde also put all the medicines into a small basket and brought it over for Ying Shiyi to identify.
Seeing this, Xiao Jiwu quickly leaned over to Yun Qingshi and whispered in his ear, "Eleven, the medicines are all here. Which one do you want to find?"
medicine?
Only after hearing the word "medicine" did Yun Qingshi regain some clarity of mind.
He turned his head with difficulty from Xiao Jiwu's arms to look at the small basket in Zhao Mingde's hand. He endured the pain and quickly scanned all the medicine bottles, and finally saw the familiar small porcelain bottle.
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