Chapter 3249: Raised a prince, or an ancestor? (34
Chapter 3249 Raised a prince, or an ancestor? (34)
Su Qiao saw him silently, and she understood.
"So it seems, do you know it?"
After a long time, Zhao Jingting rubbed his forehead helplessly and said: "If you don't drink it, it will do this from time to time. It has nothing to do with drinking."
Of course, after drinking, change more frequently.
If you don’t drink it, you will spend a longer time awake.
"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 with a serious face: "Of course it does."
"What's your identity? What is this place, and who are around you? Don't you know?"
"Do you know that once your identity is really exposed, you will immediately be cut by those outside?"
"And that Li Bingyi, he hated your Zhao family deeply. The emperor Lao Er killed his father and killed dozens of his family. He wanted to eat your meat and drink your blood."
"Think about it, if you fall into his hands, do you still have a way to survive? Let alone a way to survive, I guess even death will not let you die easily, it will only let you die after all kinds of torture."
Zhao Jingting's eyes were wrong: "You...how do you know my identity?"
Except for the master and the dumb uncle around him, even the Taoist priests in the Taoist temple do not know his true identity.
He has been in this team with Uncle Dumb for so many days, and he has never talked about it.
She shouldn’t know it.
"Don't worry about how I know it, what you have to do now is to stay awake as much as possible and don't let other identity characters take away your subjective consciousness."
What is the doctor’s most fear? The patient did not cooperate during treatment.
Right now, Su Qiao encountered such a situation.
She was thinking about various methods, trying to keep him awake as much as possible, so as to slowly cure his illness.
As a result, they didn’t want to cure them at all, and they let the disease continue to develop for the sake of tongues.
Zhao Jingting was silent for a while, and his black eyes fixedly looked at her: "Aren't you... afraid of it?"
In fact, when he woke up by the river for the first time, he wanted to ask her this question.
However, he was really embarrassed to face her at that time, so he fled timidly.
Su Qiao gave him a sideways glance, and said, "What am I afraid of? You can't beat me again."
"Your disease, I will find a way to cure you, and when the right time is right, we will leave here."
The medicine to treat brain damage, coupled with hypnosis, and 444 to help him seal off a part of his memory, Su Qiao is 80% sure that he can 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 figured out.
"It can't be cured."
Zhao Jingting slowly shook his head, his eyes calm and no waves, as if he had already accepted this fact.
"It doesn't matter if you die."
Anyway, he has lived for so many years, and he has lived enough.
The most important thing is that it's meaningless to be alive. For so many years, no one cares about his life and death except for the dumb uncle and the dead observer.
In fact, he sometimes feels that it’s better to die earlier, so as not to keep the dumb uncle down and trouble him.
Looking at the man's lifeless eyes like an old man in sixties, Su Qiao felt a little bit painful.
"Don't talk about death or death, there is no disease that I can't cure, I am a genius doctor, understand?"
"Also, I am a grasshopper on a rope with you now. In the eyes of outsiders, I am your wife. Don't expose your identity casually and trouble me."
(End of this chapter)
