Chapter 181 I Can Help You Get the Antidote

Chi Ruo was sent to the operating room.

Ning Yu leaned against the wall of the corridor, as if she was drained of strength, her body slowly slipped, and she fell to the cold ground.

He tremblingly raised his blood-stained hands and grabbed his hair ruthlessly. His clothes were soaked in blood, and his neckline was ripped apart crookedly.

Lin Mo escaped from the melee and rushed to the hospital.

Ning Yu raised his head and looked at him, blood flashed in his eyes: "Didn't I tell you to send someone to look after him?!"

Lin Mo whispered: "Sorry, I was negligent."

Soon, the doctor came out of the operating room.

Ning Yu stood up with his arms supported, the soles of his feet a little weak.

"There is no fatal injury, the bullet has been taken out, but... the bullet is poisoned, and the poison has been integrated into his blood."

Ning Yu furrowed his brows, breathing quickly, and his voice was hoarse: "What poison? How to solve it?"

The doctor shook his head: "We have never been exposed to this poison, and we need to study it before we can give you the answer."

Ning Yu's thin lips turned white, and there was a strong unease in her pupils.

Walking into the ward, Chi Ruo was still awake, her face was bloodless, her breathing was extremely weak, and her slender figure was now even more fragile, as if it would shatter with a slight touch.

Ning Yu sat on the edge of the bed with her head buried deep in her chest. She wanted to vent, but she was afraid of disturbing him, so she could only grit her teeth and whisper, "Idiot, who needs you to block the gun!"

In the evening, when Chi Ruo woke up, he was still wearing a ventilator, and his dilated pupils began to focus slowly, like glass beads immersed in the bottom of the water.

Seeing that Ning Yu next to him was safe and sound, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his pale lips trembled slightly, and he made a low voice.

"Master... will I die..."

He wasn't afraid of death, he was just afraid that he would never be able to accompany his master again.

Ning Yu looked at him, her eyes were slightly cold: "No, there is no fatal injury, and it will recover soon."

The owner has become so estranged...

Chi Ruo weakly grasped the sheets, feeling both aggrieved and flustered.

At this time, the doctor walked to the door.

"Mr. Ning."

Ning Yu understood what he meant and turned to leave the ward.

The doctor handed the research report to Ning Yu: "The result is that this poison should be artificially developed. The poisoned person will bleed to death within ten days. We can develop an antidote, but it will take at least one month. Mr. Chi can't last for so long, and... it's not absolutely possible to develop it successfully."

Ning Yu clutched the research report tightly, under the dim light, his face was cold and terrifying.

The doctor did not dare to say more and left silently.

Ning Yu slammed the report into a ball, and light footsteps suddenly sounded in the empty and lonely corridor.

Turning his head to look, a touch of Qianying is walking slowly, walking slowly.

Yun Ci stood in front of Ning Yu, raised the corners of his lips, and there was a wicked look between his eyes: "I can help you get the antidote."

"How do you know these things?" Ning Yu looked at Yun Ci from the beginning to the end with sharp eyes, and his eyes showed a bit of vigilance: "What is your identity?!"

Yun Ci didn't answer, but instead asked, "Do you need an antidote?"

Ning Yu's hands were clenched into fists. After a moment of silence, he squeezed two words between his teeth: "Need."

very good.

Yun Ci raised his brows in a pleasant arc: "But you have to exchange something with me."

"what?"

Yun Ci still did not answer directly, and stretched out his hand toward Ningyu: "Report to me, and I will tell you when I get the antidote."

Ning Yu was still on guard, but he had no choice and handed the report to Yun Ci.