Qiao Nian didn't give him much time to think. He simply and roughly pushed the blade in his hand forward an inch and said coldly: "You have two choices now. One is to take the poison and do what I say, and the other is that I will kill you."
“…It seems there is not much choice.”
Dowell said this with a wry smile on his face, but he readily raised his head and swallowed the small pill in his hand under Qiao Nian's gaze, then opened his mouth to show the girl.
"I ate."
Qiao Nian pinched his jaw to make sure he didn't hide the medicine under his tongue, then put away the knife and looked at him face to face.
"Help me find someone."
Dowell was briefly freed, and quickly touched his neck, more concerned about his life or death: "Do I have an antidote?"
Qiao Nian glanced at him, probably finding it interesting, and deliberately asked, "What do you think?"
Dowell put down his hand that was touching his neck and answered calmly: "I think there is an antidote... After all, I hope there is an antidote. If there is no antidote, I will die."
"Yeah." Qiao Nian nodded lazily, without commenting, and his expression didn't let him see any clues.
Dowell originally wanted to test the other party's reaction, but seeing Qiao Nian's unmoved reaction, he was helpless for a moment and had to find words himself.
"You asked me to help you find someone. Who?"
Qiao Nian leaned against the door with his arms folded across his chest, looking at him with disdain: "Ye Wangchuan."
"Sure enough..." Dowell was stunned for a second, then blurted out, "I saw that you were Asian, so I knew you were coming for him."
"Hmm." Qiao Nian did not comment.
Dowell was curious by nature, and asked, "But I'm curious, how did you find this place and get into the protected area? How did you get up here?" "The island doesn't let anyone in casually. He only brought a bodyguard with him to the island, and that bodyguard didn't come today. You..."
Dowell seemed to have discovered something later. The look in his eyes when he looked at Qiao Nian changed slightly, and he took half a step back.
Qiao Nian noticed his small move to retreat, sneered, and took a big step forward with a cold and threatening look in his eyes: "You are a smart person. I like to deal with smart people. Smart people know what to do to benefit themselves!"
Qiao Nian raised his hand, patted him on the face twice, and said coldly, "Watch your mouth."
Dowell was so frightened at this moment that sweat broke out on his back. Even pressing his whole body against the cold tiles of the cubicle could not relieve the heat in his boiling blood.
He was not excited or hot, but simply had an instinctive physiological stimulation reaction of fear and emotion after discovering that he had accidentally discovered a secret and might be one step closer to death.
"You are that...that...sun." He blurted out.
Qiao Nianting looked over in surprise: "Do you know who I am?"
Dowell swallowed his saliva and laughed dryly, "No one in the younger generation on the island has not heard of your name... You were very brave in Continent F... You made Yingshi return home in defeat and suffered a setback."
He originally had some small ideas in mind, thinking about getting some information from Qiao Nian, and once he was safely out of the girl's control, he would immediately go find his family and ask them to arrange for the best doctor to give him an antidote... So from the beginning, Dowell never thought about really helping to find someone.
He was completely distracted at this moment and didn't dare to do anything tricky.
Qiao Nian is right.
He is considered a smart man on the island, otherwise he would not have been chosen by his family as a substitute for heir, and he would not have been doing well among the group of second-generation rich people.
It was precisely because he was smart enough that he never thought of doing that after learning about Qiao Nian’s identity.