Fu Mo leaned back gently, his hands elegantly clasped around his chest, his dark eyes fixed on An Tingyu. Suddenly, he lazily raised his lips, a devilish charm blooming on them. "I'm going to bed now. Do you want to follow me too? The big bed in my room is always ready to welcome guests like you."
"Will you die if you don't take advantage of me verbally?" An Tingyu said unhappily.
"I won't die, but I'm happy, what do you care..."
Fu Mo was about to say that it was none of her business, but before he could finish his words, his face suddenly turned purple and he was covered in cold sweat.
"What's wrong with you?" As a doctor, An Tingyu could tell at a glance that Fu Mo was unwell. But he was clearly fine just now, how could he become like this in the blink of an eye?
An Tingyu was confused, but when she was about to reach out to take his pulse, Fu Mo waved her hand away.
"I'm fine, it's just an old problem, it will be fine in a while."
An Tingyu raised her eyebrows lazily, "I'm a doctor. Do you think I'll believe you if you say that to me? Even if I believe you, your old illness should still be treated, right? I'm the dean of the Nineteenth Medical College and Yang Qingwei's master. I should be qualified to treat your old illness, right?"
Old problem?
No, Fu Mo's face was black and purple, and she thought it was more like he was poisoned. But there were only two of them in the room. She didn't poison him, and Fu Mo shouldn't poison himself, unless the poison was not new.
An Tingyu reached out to him again, but Fu Mo pushed her hand away again. "It's really just a small problem. I'll just go to sleep."
After saying that, Fu Mo stood up and prepared to leave.
An Tingyu frowned slightly and reached out to press him down on the chair. "Don't worry! No matter what the examination shows, I won't tell anyone about your poisoning. Also, I'm not treating you out of urgency. I'm just worried that your grandfather will be sad if something happens to you, so don't act stupid anymore."
An Tingyu immediately told Fu Mo that he was poisoned. Fu Mo was stunned for a moment, and then he quietly stretched out his hand and let An Tingyu feel his pulse.
"How long has it been?" An Tingyu asked calmly while taking his pulse.
Although An Tingyu didn't say anything explicitly, Fu Mo knew that she was referring to the time when he was poisoned.
"Five years!"
"It's been long enough. You're still alive after being poisoned. It's a miracle."
"I still have unfinished business, so I will definitely not die now." Fu Mo said calmly.
Hearing this, An Tingyu glanced at him lightly with her beautiful eyes and remained silent, but in her heart, she thought to herself that it was hatred that supported Fu Mo now, otherwise he would have died long ago.
"The poison in your body should be acting intermittently. Is there a fixed time?" There are also different types of indirectness. Some are irregular, while others are regular and will act after a period of time.
"At first, it happened every three months, but now... it's about once every two weeks."
"It seems like you're really going to die!" An Tingyu raised her eyebrows lazily, and suddenly said playfully: "Hey, I heard that when a dying person is about to speak, his words are kind. Do you have anything you want to say?"
"I know how much time I have left. That's why I've been hoping you could leave. But why can't you just listen to me? Long Xunyi's father has done so much harm to your An family, yet not a single one of you has stood up to give your mother justice. That's fine, I'll just assume you don't have the ability to do so. But if you still want to stop me, don't blame me for being rude."
As he spoke, Fu Mo added, "Anyway, you know that I'm going to die soon. As a dying man, I'm not afraid to risk my life fighting the enemy, but I don't want you to be that enemy too. I believe you know the reason even if I don't tell you."
An Tingyu sighed secretly, "It seems that because of mother, you really gave us a lot of face. If you hadn't shown mercy, perhaps what you were going to do would have ended long ago. But what I want to say is that Long Xunyi is only the heir of the late emperor, and he is also the ruler of a country. Have you considered it? If Long Xunyi died, what would happen to the people of Longyan Country? Do you want more people to harbor hatred like you?"
"Hmph, what do those things have to do with me? I only know that my sister died unjustly."
"Maybe my mother died unjustly, but what about Long Xunyi? Isn't it unjust for him? Long Xunyi is a good emperor, and he has never done anything to let the An family down. If there is any fault, it is that he should not have been born in an imperial family. But is that a choice he could have made? Just because he is the son of the late emperor, he should bear the crime that does not belong to him?" An Tingyu asked indifferently.
When will the cycle of revenge end? Although Fu Yinchun's death was very sympathetic, and she also felt that the late emperor should be cut into pieces, the late emperor was already dead, and all the hatred should have dissipated with him. Taking revenge on the next generation was not what a gentleman would do.
"A son pays his father's debts. What's wrong with that?"
Fu Mo's stubborn words left An Tingyu in silence. She stared at him with her dark eyes for a long time before she sighed and said, "How about I make a trade with you? One life for another."
Fu Mo was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes slightly when he came back to his senses. "What do you mean by that? Are you going to sacrifice your own life for Long Xunyi?"
"Of course not. I cherish life very much, so I won't joke about my life."
Fu Mo looked at her without saying anything, but his expression seemed to say: What do you mean by what you just said?
"I will heal you, but you have to let Long Xunyi go."
Hearing this, Fu Mo chuckled, but there was something cold in that faint smile. "I thought you were going to say something, but it turns out you were planning this. Although it's very tempting, it's a pity! I gave my life away by myself, so I never thought about getting it back."
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