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Chapter 330 Kill Me Before Dawn 8. Are You a Ghost?

"I once dreamt of a sentence, and now I think it was me who said it."

"I said, I was born for you, and I will die with you. Only then can my relationship with Xiao be complete. And for me, selfishly, I want to stay with you till death."

"So you never need to apologize. I will always stand by your side."

"I don't know why I said that you have to like me, but I know I said it because I didn't want you to run away. I wanted you to get closer to me, closer and closer."

"You said it was a pity, but I don't think so. There is love underneath the pity, and I like it very much."

"Love doesn't need a reason. I like hearing you say love to me. You're doing a great job."

"You said you would love me till the end of your life, so I can promise to share the good and bad times with you, and never abandon you in life or death. I will be by your side, whether you live or die."

"Okay, I will keep you by my side. No one can hurt you. You will always belong to yourself, and I will always belong to you."

He wrote this short reply letter very seriously, and when he finished writing the last word, Jiu Qiansui breathed a sigh of relief.

When he looked at Fu, his eyes met those of the young man. Jiu Qian Sui chuckled and said, "I love you."

It was a love that was not disguised at all, the sincerity and feelings were clearly visible, making Fu Shi more and more intoxicated.

"Then love me." Fu Shi smiled: "Always love me."

Shi Fu replied: "Always love you."

The air in the room was becoming increasingly hot. Fu Shi was about to speak again when he suddenly heard a disdainful sneer.

"Oh, no, why are you being so affectionate here?" Zhou Yan leaned against the windowsill with a proud look on his face: "Are you ready to apologize to me?"

Shi Fu glanced at Zhou Yan, as if he was a little disgusted: "Go through the main entrance."

"I'm going to jump out of the window today, so what?" Zhou Yan said as he was about to jump out of the window. As soon as he put his hands up, he found it a bit difficult and could only give up in disappointment: "Just wait for me!"

Fu Shi raised his eyebrows. He looked at the strange man who turned around and ran into the study room and wanted to punch Fu Shi, but was dodged by Shi Fu. He suddenly became curious.

"Hey!" Zhou Yan was dissatisfied and was about to punch again: "If you don't apologize to me, I'll leave!"

Shi Fu dodged the weak punch by leaning sideways: "Lou Yue."

Zhou Yan, who was originally threatening, quickly calmed down and stood properly: "Please go ahead."

Shi Fu pointed at Fu Shi and said, "He has poison in his body. Can you cure it?"

Hearing this, Fu Shi was a little surprised: "Could it be the dog emperor who did it?"

Shi Fu nodded and gave an accurate answer: "Yes, he wants you to die in my house."

As a good friend of Shi Fu, Zhou Yan naturally knew about the relationship between Shi Fu and Zhao Yan, and now he also had a simple understanding of Fu Shi.

As the talented young master of Yaowang Valley, Zhou Yan straightened his expression completely when he heard that there was a patient and began to take Fu Shi's pulse.

Five minutes later, Zhou Yan looked confused. He scratched his head and cheek, pointed at Fu Shi and then looked at Shi Fu. He didn't know how to start, so he could only take the pulse again.

Another five minutes passed. Looking at Fu Shi's ruddy face, Zhou Yan began to doubt his medical skills for the first time in his life. He raised his finger and pointed at Fu Shi, ready to say something but didn't know how to start. He could only resign himself to taking Fu Shi's pulse again.

Five minutes later, the expression on Zhou Yan's face became even more painful. He opened the small purse he carried with him and picked out two small porcelain bottles, not knowing which medicine to use first.

"He should have been poisoned by Qingyang Powder. His pulse clearly showed that he was beyond help." Zhou Yan said directly without beating around the bush: "But the problem is that I don't understand why he can be so lively."

Shi Fu's heart immediately tightened.

There are countless kinds of poisons in this world, but there are only two kinds of poisons that are the most difficult to cure.

One is that he has the cold syndrome Xue Jian Han, for which there is no real antidote. He can only survive by taking relief medication regularly.

The second is Qingyang Powder. Contrary to its name, Xue Jianhan can indeed make the poisoned person feel unbearable burning sensation. The most important thing is that if Qingyang Powder is taken, the person will surely die within a day.

Doctor Li had come before and could see that Fu Shi was poisoned, but he couldn't tell what the poison was. He only felt that although his pulse was weak, it was not serious, so he thought it was a chronic poison, and Fei Niao also confirmed this.

But this is Qingyangsan.

"Save him." Jiu Qiansui lowered his voice, suppressing his anger and panic: "We must save him."

Seeing this, Fu Shi quickly held Shi Fu's hand and said softly, "It's okay, don't worry."

"You are a very optimistic patient." Zhou Yan sighed and poured out a pill from each of the two small porcelain bottles: "Take them all."

Fu Shi responded, took the pill and put it directly into his mouth.

After a cup of tea, Zhou Yan took Fu Shi's pulse again. The pulse, which had been weak just now, became lively and in great condition.

I can’t describe how I feel, but it’s okay now.

"In addition to Qingyang Powder, there is also a chronic poison. He has been taking it for about a year." Zhou Yan said: "It seems that Zhao Yan is not the only one who wants to kill him."

For some reason, whenever Zhou Yan mentioned chronic poison, the bowl of soup that Fu Anle often drank came to his mind.

It was cooked for him personally by the wife of Marquis Anguo. She has been eating one bowl of it every day since last summer, without missing a day. She said it was good for Fu Anle's health. Now it seems that there is something wrong.

"The poison was given by Fu Anle's mother." Fu Shi said, and suddenly felt that there was something wrong with his words, so he changed it: "The poison was given by Fu Anle's mother."

Zhou Yan was amused: "You are calling me Fu Anle, then who are you?"

Fu Shi was confused: "Fu Shi."

Zhou Yan burst into laughter: "Hahahahahahaha, isn't Fu Anle Fu Shi!"

He was laughing happily, but suddenly shut up halfway through, and there was more fear in his eyes when he looked at Fu Shi.

"Wait." Zhou Yan swallowed: "Something is wrong."

Zhou Yan is the young master of Medicine King Valley. He has been exposed to a lot of medical skills since he was a child. He was also fortunate enough to read the basic forbidden books, which include the ones about reincarnation and possession of bodies.

Now that it is placed on Fu Shi, it is a bit...

If the weak pulse just now represented this body and not the soul within it, then this would make sense.

Zhou Yan sneaked towards the study door: "Um, what, are you a ghost?"

Fu Shi thought about it carefully and replied, "I guess so."

His answer showed no regard for Zhou Yan's life or death. Zhou Yan, who was not afraid of corpses but ghosts, let out a roar and ran away.

Fu Shi: ...

Zhou Yan is smart, but he looks a little stupid.

"Don't worry about him." Shi Fu squeezed Fu Shi's hand: "But you shouldn't tell anyone about this."

"This matter" naturally refers to the fact that Fu Shi is not Fu Anle. Fu Shi also understands Shi Fu's meaning and is afraid that something might happen to him.

"But you believe him." Fu Shi laughed: "Then you can tell him. Otherwise, if your friends have a problem with me because I'm Fu Anle, I'll be at a big disadvantage."

"Besides, Shi Fu, there are probably not many people in this world who can beat me."