Zhao Cong did not answer, but instead said, "I rescued you from the sea of fire and gave you a blood transfusion to detoxify you. Although I did not expect you to thank me, I really did not expect you to blame me."
Lin Qingwan lowered her eyelids. "I am also a member of the Jiang family. The Crown Prince saved me, but there will be trouble in the future."
Zhao Cong let out a soft chuckle through his nose, "Who said you're a member of the Jiang family?"
"Now everyone knows that you were burned to death by Jiang Yanwan in the Prime Minister's residence."
Lin Qingwan raised an eyebrow and stared at him.
Her eyes were always clear and cold, but when they shone, they were more beautiful than the moon outside the window. Zhao Cong turned his head slightly to avoid them. "From now on, you are a free man."
It seems like they've finally given her an explanation.
But for some reason, he felt uneasy. "However, there is no cure for your poison, so you probably shouldn't go to places far from me in the future."
As Lin Qingwan listened, she suddenly felt a burning sensation where the needle had been inserted.
"Ahem. Anyone who is healthy and willing can donate blood to Miss Qingwan."
Zhu An suddenly said from the side, "He did it on purpose."
Zhao Cong lowered his gaze, and Lin Qingwan spoke up, "Really?"
Zhu An nodded.
Zhao Cong's lips tightened, and he remained silent for a long while before saying, "Everyone's awake now, how long are we going to keep losing!"
Zhu An stood up. "It'll be ready soon."
He retorted fearlessly, "You're busy with official duties, you can have someone else come next time, it won't make a difference."
Zhao Cong's gaze was icy cold, as if he could kill Zhu An with a single blow.
Lin Qingwan breathed a sigh of relief. If it weren't for the Crown Prince being the only one available, her chances of survival would be much greater. Even if there wasn't someone willing to be with her, she could always buy her way in with money.
Zhu An knew that Zhao Cong's gaze from behind was very sharp. He pretended to ponder for a moment, "I'm not picky about who will donate blood, but the one who knows how to donate blood will only be the next one."
Although he knew that the two had the same blood type before he dared to donate blood, the Crown Prince was not the only one in the world with the same blood type as Lin Qingwan.
It wasn't exactly a scam, more like... starting a fire.
"So, to be precise, Miss Qingwan cannot go to places that are too far from me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Cong sat up, pressed a cotton ball to the puncture site with one hand, and said coolly, "Father is seriously ill, Physician Zhu should go and attend to him."
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