Huang Rong checked her husband's condition. Even though Song Qing had forced out the suspicious antidote, her husband's condition was still not optimistic. Although his inner strength was temporarily lost before, Brother Jing was still able to stay awake. He was in a coma, and if it wasn't for his steady breathing, Huang Rong would have been desperately looking for Song Qing.
She didn't know where the problem was, was there something wrong with the antidote, or something wrong with Song Qing? Although she was roughly sure that the antidote was non-toxic, deep down she still didn't want to see Song Qing as the culprit.
"If all this is really a good show he directed and acted, I will never forgive him!" Huang Rong held her husband's hand and made a promise in her heart.
Huang Rong lowered her head and thought wildly, while Song Qing beside her was also frowning in thought, and the room suddenly fell into a disturbing tranquility.
"I understand!" Song Qing said suddenly.
"What do you understand?" Huang Rong cast a curious look.
Song Qing held the antidote and said: "Although the antidote is not poisonous, there must be something big in it. The ones I can tell are squid juice and sea urchin. I don't know what other things are there. How many, Guo Daxia took this antidote, and the hair in it caused the latent poison in his body to explode violently. Fortunately, I took precautions in advance, and did not completely dissolve the antidote when I practiced kung fu. Blunder."
Huang Rong's expression changed, and she quickly took out an antidote and put it in her nose to smell it. She didn't pay attention to it before, but now that Song Qing reminded her, she really identified several hair products in it.
"Ouyang Feng is really insidious and cunning!" Huang Rong said bitterly, looking at Song Qing with apologetic eyes, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you before."
"As the saying goes, concern leads to chaos. In the situation just now, it's only natural for you, Rong'er, to have doubts." Song Qing smiled slightly, obviously not paying attention. He reached out to check Guo Jing's pulse, with a worried look on his face. "But Guo Daxia's current situation is not good."
Huang Rong was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Didn't you say that the poison is under control?"
"It was indeed under control before," Song Qing smiled wryly, "But just now, stimulated by the 'antidote', the poison in Guo Daxia's body exploded more violently than before, and I can only suppress it for a day or two at most. I still can't find the real antidote within a few days, and when the toxicity breaks out again, Da Luo Jinxian can't save it."
Huang Rong's face suddenly turned pale, and she murmured: "Then what should I do, what should I do..." She always prided herself on being quick-witted, but at this moment her mind went blank and she couldn't think of anything.
Suddenly Huang Rong grabbed Song Qing's arm: "Qing, you must have a way, please help me save Brother Jing."
Song Qing smiled wryly and said, "At first, I thought it would be easy to get the antidote with the help of Wan Yanliang, but I didn't expect Ouyang Feng to be so cunning. This time, I've already bludgeoned the snake, and it's not easy to get the antidote from him again!"
"No, you definitely have a way. You can defeat the Ten Qing army, and you can call wind and rain... What you have done over the years can be described as a miracle. You can always do things that others think are impossible. No exception." Huang Rong tightly grasped Song Qing's arm, as if catching a life-saving straw in drowning.
Seeing Huang Rong's earnest eyes, Song Qing sighed, "Rong'er, I'm not a god, and I can't do many things in this world..."
Hearing his words, Huang Rong's eyes dimmed for an instant, she looked lost, and she muttered to herself: "Brother Jing, Brother Jing, Rong'er won't live anymore after you die..."
Song Qing hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Rong'er, there is actually a way, but..."
"Just what?" Seeing that things had turned around, Huang Rong's eyes suddenly recovered, "As long as I can do it, I will definitely agree."
Song Qing shook her head: "You don't need to do anything, but I... have to take some risks."
"You want to take a risk?" Huang Rong looked puzzled, unable to figure out what was going on, "Are you planning to forcefully break into Ouyang Feng's house to ask him for the antidote?"
"How come!" Song Qing replied, "It's not too difficult to beat Ouyang Feng, but it's absolutely impossible to force him to hand over the antidote."
"Then what is your solution?" Huang Rong was even more puzzled.
Song Qing said in a deep voice: "The antidote is hard to find, but the poison is not hard to get. I have learned from Wan Yanliang that the poison Guo Daxia poisoned is called 'man's milk'. I will find some to drink when the time comes." …”
"Ah!" Huang Rong exclaimed, "How can there be any reason to drink poison by yourself?"
Song Qing smiled: "The reason why Ouyang Feng is unwilling to hand over the antidote is because of the grievances between you. If there is no such relationship between other people and him, the possibility of him handing over the antidote is much higher. "
Huang Rong shook her head: "Although you have a little friendship with Ouyang Feng, it hasn't reached the point where he can give you the antidote? No, it's too dangerous. Brother Jing has already been poisoned. If you get poisoned again ,me… "
Song Qing put her arms around her fragrant shoulders, and asked playfully, "Is Rong'er just worried about me, or worried that no one will help you save Brother Jing after I'm poisoned?"
Huang Rong was taken aback. She said that subconsciously just now, but now that she thinks about it, she really doesn't know which situation she is more worried about.
Song Qing stroked her jade-smooth cheeks with her fingertips, and said lightly: "If Guo Daxia and I were both poisoned to death, Rong'er would probably die for love, but I don't know if it is for Guo Daxia or for me?"
Huang Rong couldn't stand it any longer, and spat subconsciously: "Bah, I died for my husband at that time, you dirty and shameless disciple, I wouldn't shed a single tear even if I died the last time."
"Then I'm going to be really sad. If this is the case, should I take the risk of saving your husband for you?" Song Qing sighed.
Huang Rongxiu frowned slightly: "Let's think of another method. Your method is too dangerous, and even if you are poisoned and ask Ouyang Feng, he will not be able to give you the antidote."
"Who said I'm going to be poisoned with my own identity?" Song Qing raised her eyebrows and smiled inscrutablely.
"What else can I do if I'm not myself?" Huang Rong was stunned.
"Tang Kuo Bian!" Song Qing replied in a deep voice. He promised Tang Kuo Bian to continue to live as him and protect his family and wife for him. To find an antidote for Guo Jing, a bold plan suddenly came to mind.