Chapter 136 Life and Death (6)
Obviously, Shan Zhen's speculation was still incomplete, and the substantive problem was not solved. Just as Feng Qinghan thought, it was not tenable no matter how you looked at it to say that he would pay such a price just for this. What's more, Zhao Ziheng himself was not the kind of person who would give up everything just for beauty. In other words, the reason why Zhao Ziheng could do this and live and die only for her was that he must have experienced something unforgettable.
Regarding this issue, not only Feng Qinghan and Shan Zhen did not understand, but Wang Ye also couldn't figure it out. He just knew this point; or, they should think in an abnormal direction. Feelings are originally a wonderful thing. No one can predict who will do what. Everyone has their own way of doing things, that's all.
Unconsciously, the room was filled with deathly silence. Feng Qinghan, Wang Ye, Guisha and Canfeng seemed to be immersed in their own world of thoughts, remaining calm.
Time passed by little by little, and no one knew how long it had passed. The rain was still falling outside...
"What time is it?"
Zhao Ziheng's low, slightly tired and hoarse voice rang in his ears. Wang Ye turned around and saw that Zhao Ziheng had opened his eyes, but they were half-closed, and it was obvious that he was not fully awake.
"It's Yin hour, you should rest for a while." Wang Ye said.
Zhao Ziheng ignored him. He seemed to have fully woken up at this moment. He sat up with his elbows supporting his body. He looked around at the situation in front of him. Feng Qinghan, Shan Zhen and Canfeng were watching him. Then he understood.
Having been with Zhao Ziheng for so long, Wang Ye knew that Zhao Ziheng was not someone who would be easily obeyed, so he asked, "Have you increased the dosage?"
Wang Ye knew the reason very well just by looking at Zhao Ziheng's wound. He was the one who gave him the medicine, so he was naturally very aware of the side effects. Even if Zhao Ziheng didn't say anything, he couldn't hide it for long. Wang Ye felt guilty for not discovering it at the first time. After all, they just met yesterday, and there were too many things going on and Zhao Ziheng's condition was stable, so he didn't pay attention.
Zhao Ziheng didn't say anything. Anyway, he didn't think he could hide it. It was just a matter of time.
Wang Ye suddenly wanted to scold Zhao Ziheng. This was not the first time such a thing had happened. Zhao Ziheng was extremely stubborn and refused to change despite repeated admonitions. However, Wang Ye felt extremely helpless. He could neither stop him nor make any arguments.
He took a long breath, tried to adjust his mood, and then said: "I remember reminding you not to use too much medicine. Even if it can effectively control the time of the attack, the side effects are very serious, and once it occurs, it will be more serious than usual. According to your current condition, it is obviously caused by overdosing."
Wang Ye repeated what he had said when he left Zhao Ziheng. He hoped that it would be just a little bit, and Zhao Ziheng would be more or less cautious and pay more attention to his physical condition.
"How long can I hold on?" Zhao Ziheng asked in a very calm tone, regardless of the presence of others.
Even though Zhao Ziheng's tone was as plain as boiled water, Wang Ye's body stiffened for a moment after hearing these words. This momentary stiffness did not escape Feng Qinghan's eyes. He immediately realized that Zhao Ziheng might have omitted a lot of words and asked directly about the result.
After a long while, Wang Ye's voice finally rang out , and he said: "Less than a month."
Wang Ye never liked to say nice things or lies , and Zhao Ziheng was not someone who could be easily deceived. Wang Ye had no choice but to tell the truth. After telling the truth, Wang Ye realized that he seemed to have told a very cruel truth.
He closed his eyes slightly, as if thinking about something, and then opened them again and said, "That's enough."
Shan Zhen felt that he did not quite understand what Zhao Ziheng and Wang Ye said, but he realized that he seemed to know a cruel fact. He opened his mouth slightly and wanted to say something, but in the end he could not utter a word. He just looked at Zhao Ziheng in a daze, astonishment, and at the same time with some sympathy.
Feng Qinghan understood everything. He should have felt happy or gloated over the misfortune, but he didn't feel happy at all. He even felt a blockage in his chest, as if he was unwilling to accept such a result. Zhao Ziheng was the only opponent Feng Qinghan had ever acknowledged in his life. It should be said that he was the only opponent he recognized and wanted to defeat with all his strength. Because too many things had happened , they had never really fought each other so far. But just when they were about to fight, a dramatic change occurred. Was this God's will? Feng Qinghan tightly grasped the folding fan in his hand. He would never accept such a result. He would calculate to death and wait until the winner was decided.
After leaving Zhao Ziheng, Canfeng found that Feng Qinghan was a little different from usual. Why? Because he was emitting a murderous aura that could not be hidden, as if he wanted to tear people into pieces alive. Canfeng always seemed to understand Feng Qinghan's thoughts. Sometimes it was easy to understand, and sometimes he had no idea what he was thinking. Whenever he thought he had mastered it, it was inconsistent with the reality. So what was Feng Qinghan doing this time? And he was emitting such a fierce murderous aura. It was the first time that Canfeng felt this murderous aura from Feng Qinghan. Usually, no matter what the situation was, Feng Qinghan could hide everything under a smile, unless he deliberately showed it, but at this moment, it was obvious that he could not hide it on his face.
Even though he didn't understand why, Canfeng was certain that Feng Qinghan was really angry. He knew that once Feng Qinghan was really angry, the consequences would be extraordinary. There must be a reason for everything. Canfeng couldn't predict it now, but he was very sure that anyone who angered Feng Qinghan would suffer disastrous consequences.
Suddenly, Feng Qinghan, who was walking in front, stopped, and Canfeng also stopped and stood still.
"You go there in person and tell Huanling to choose between life and death. The condition is Mingdie."
At first glance, it sounded like a very simple sentence, but Canfeng felt a chill down his spine as he heard it. He knew very well what it meant. Since Feng Qinghan had already planned to let Huanling die, he would not let her live. To say it was a choice between life and death simply meant that death is death and life is worse than death. In simple terms, it was a choice between a simple death and a painful death. If someone else had said this, Canfeng would not have felt anything, but since this sentence came from Feng Qinghan, he could not and did not dare to guess easily. Putting the above aside, Canfeng was very puzzled and even confused about the Dark Butterfly mentioned by Feng Qinghan.
