"I never keep useless people around me." The man in white said indifferently.
Shen Rumei bit her lip.
Every word he said was true. If he wanted her to die, it would be as easy as crushing an ant.
She told herself that she must live.
She also has a son.
And relatives.
She can't die!
"What do you want from me?" She tried hard to control the anger and disgust in her heart, and looked away from his cold eyes.
"Did you make the things in here?" The man in white shook the porcelain bottle in his hand and made a crisp sound.
"yes."
"Do you know how to use poison?"
"Understand."
"Do you know how to heal?"
"meeting."
"Very well, I want you to detoxify me."
Shen Rumei said nothing.
She had already seen that the man in white was poisoned, and the medicine in the cauldron was all antidote, but the medicine was extremely strong, so he first gave it to the dozen girls, and then drank their blood to detoxify. .
He is really cruel, cruel and vicious!
She wasn't sure she could cure him of his poison.
If she can't solve it, she will end up like those girls.
die!
She doesn't want to die yet.
"Give you a moment to think about it."
The man in white lifted his legs and walked away, but the ferocious Haidongqing still stopped beside her, staring at her with a fierce look in his eyes.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Countless thoughts ran through Shen Rumei's mind, but none of them could solve the predicament at hand.
At this time, she hated herself again.
She always thought that with her medical and poison skills, she could protect herself, but now she realized that she was wrong.
Her poison and medical skills were completely vulnerable to a truly powerful master.
When her poison loses its effect, she is no different from an ordinary weak woman who has no power to restrain a chicken.
"Have you thought about it?"
The cold voice sounded again.
I don’t know when, the man in white came back again.
She raised her head and smiled to herself: "I've thought about it."
"Answer."
"I'm not sure I can cure your poison." She told the truth.
Murderous aura struck instantly.
She shuddered violently and saw the murderous intent in the eyes of the man in white.
"Wait a minute, I'm not done yet."
The man in white clothes fluttered his sleeves and said coldly:
"explain."
Her back felt chilly. At that moment, she had walked from death to life, and from life to death.
She gritted her teeth, knowing that if she said one wrong word, death would be the fate waiting for her.
"Untie me. I need to take your pulse first to be sure."
The man in white flicked his sleeves, and the tendons tied to her body were immediately broken.
But after being tied up for so long, her blood had stopped flowing and her whole body ached unbearably.
She moved her wrist, and then said expressionlessly: "Stretch out your left hand."
The voice was cold and devoid of any respect.
"How dare you speak so rudely to the Lord!" A guard in black appeared behind the man in white and shouted loudly.
She hid the hatred in her eyes and said coldly: "I've always been like this."
The man in white waved his hand, and the guard in black quietly retreated behind him, hiding in the shadows.
He slowly stretched out his left hand. His clothes were as white as snow. The skin of his hand was so white that it was no different from his sleeve.
The fingers are slender and perfect, like jade carvings.
She turned a blind eye and just gently placed three wrists on his wrist pulse points, then closed her eyes.
"Right hand."
The man in white stretched out his right hand again.
After checking the pulses of both hands, she opened her eyes and looked at the man in white with disbelief in his eyes.