Chapter 3248 Raised a Prince, or an Ancestor? (34)

Su Qiao understood when he saw that he was silent.

"So, you know that?"

After hesitating for a long time, Zhao Jingting rubbed his forehead helplessly and said, "If you don't drink, it will happen from time to time. It has nothing to do with drinking."

Of course, after drinking, change more frequently.

If you don't drink and sprinkle, people will stay awake for a longer time.

"It will be like that anyway, what does it matter if you eat or not?" Zhao Jingting muttered in a low voice.

Su Qiao got close and heard it sharply.

She said solemnly, "Of course it does."

"Who are you? Where is this place, and who are the people around you? Don't you know?"

"Do you know that once your identity is really exposed, you will be immediately cut into pieces by those people outside?"

"And that Li Bingyi, he hated your Zhao family to the core. The old emperor killed his father, and also killed dozens of his family. He wanted to eat your meat and drink your blood."

"Think about it, if you fall into his hands, will you still have a way to survive? Don't talk about a way to survive. I don't think even death will let you die easily, and you will die after all kinds of torture."

Zhao Jingting's eyes were stunned: "You...how do you know my identity?"

Apart from the spectator and the dumb uncle beside him, even the Taoist monks in the Taoist temple did not know his true identity.

He and Uncle Du have been in this team for so many days, and he has never talked about it.

She shouldn't have known that.

"Don't worry about how I know, what you have to do now is to try to stay awake and not let other identities take away your subjective consciousness."

What is the doctor most afraid of? The patient does not cooperate with the treatment.

Right now, Su Qiao encountered such a situation.

She pondered all kinds of ways, trying to make him stay awake as much as possible, so as to slowly cure his disease.

As a result, people didn't want to be cured at all, and they let the disease continue to develop for the sake of talking.

Zhao Jingting was silent for a while, and his black eyes looked at her fixedly: "Aren't you... Aren't you afraid?"

In fact, the first time he woke up by the river, he wanted to ask her this question.

However, at that time, he was really embarrassed to face her, so he timidly ran away.

Su Qiao glanced at him, and said very flatly: "What am I afraid of, you can't beat me."

"I will find a way to cure you of your illness. When the time is right, we will leave here."

With medicine for brain damage, hypnosis, and 444 helping him seal off part of his memory, Su Qiao was 80% sure that he could return to normal.

However, this place is not the best place for treatment.

Moreover, there are still a lot of medicinal materials missing in the prescription that Su Qiao thought about.

"It can't be cured."

Zhao Jingting shook his head slowly, his eyes were calm and unwavering, as if he had already accepted this fact.

"It doesn't matter if you die or not."

Anyway, he has lived for so many years, and he has lived enough.

The most important thing is that it is meaningless to live. For so many years, no one has cared about his life or death except Uncle Dumb and the deceased watcher.

In fact, sometimes he felt that it was better to die early, so as not to drag Uncle Dumb down and cause him trouble.

Looking at the man's vicissitudes and lifeless eyes like an old man in sixties, Su Qiao was a little bit cautious.

"Don't talk about immortality. There is no disease that I can't cure. I'm a genius doctor, understand?"

"Also, I'm a grasshopper on a rope with you now. In the eyes of outsiders, I'm your wife. Don't expose your identity casually to implicate me."