kvmb Chapter 647 Madman with Madman
Chapter 647 Madman with Madman
When they were in Yuechuan, Zong Que taught Yin Yueling for a few days.
Yin Yueling had difficulty concentrating on learning and handling government affairs. In order to guide her, Zong Que would teach her while having her talk to him about the knowledge of Gu magic.
Yin Yueling is exceptionally dedicated to the things she enjoys, and she puts in a lot of effort when explaining things to Zong Que, especially when it comes to the Hundred Poison Gu. Yin Yueling specifically explained to him in detail how to deal with the Hundred Poison Gu.
He just listened to it casually and didn't take it to heart.
Only then did he understand why Yin Yueling had explained things in such detail.
This Hundred Poison Gu could only have been given to Lu Yangyang by Yin Yueling. Even if she didn't know what Lu Yangyang intended to use it for, once she used it, if she couldn't withstand the effects, she would surely die.
From the very beginning, Lu Yangyang had made preparations to prepare medicine for him to test for poison.
But when I said goodbye to him today, I was still excited and told him that I wanted to give him a big gift.
What a silly girl.
He risked his life and endured the agony of being devoured by countless poisons, all just to test medicine on him.
Tears mixed with blood dripped into Lu Yangyang's mouth, and Zong Que felt as if his heart was being torn apart.
Of course, he wanted more than anyone else for her to be able to stand up properly, to walk like a normal person, and to realize her ambitions. But if it came at such a price, he would rather never be able to stand up again than have her do this for him.
She's so smart, she must have guessed that if she told him, he would never agree to her taking such a risk.
So she kept quiet and didn't prepare anything for anyone. Only when all the medicinal herbs were gathered did she use the Hundred Poison Gu on herself without hesitation to test the medicine on him.
The first time he was moved by her was because of the care she showed him.
He had never encountered such a pure heart, unrelated to love, simply because of his kindness, she offered her pure heart, how could he not be moved?
Anyone who has experienced such dedication cannot help but be moved.
Even today, her pure dedication has never wavered or changed in the slightest.
He didn't just love her; he could only love her.
His love and affection all stemmed from her.
Without any vows or promises, he wanted her to love him—romantic love, but even if it wasn't romantic love, all his affection would belong to her.
It can only be her, and only her.
“Yangyang, listen to me,” Zong Que’s lips touched his eyebrows, “My life belongs to you.”
"Your life is my life. If you dare to leave first, I will slaughter all the evil spirits in the underworld after my death, and see who dares to let you enter the cycle of reincarnation!"
"Listen carefully, understand?"
Blood dripped into Lu Yangyang's mouth. Lu Yangyang moved her lips slightly without her realizing it. She could no longer sense anything, but she felt inexplicably cold and thirsty, greedily wanting to absorb some energy.
Time passed slowly, and Lu Yangyang's pale complexion gradually began to recover. The bluish-purple tinges on her fingertips also faded away, turning back into a rosy pink.
Zong Que then withdrew his arm, which had become so stiff that he had no feeling in it, lowered his head and sealed her lips with his, biting her lip with all his might.
Lu Yangyang felt a sharp pain in her blurred vision and murmured softly.
Zong Que released her, laid her down, and weakly supported himself on the bed to get up. He fell several times before finally managing to stand up steadily.
He turned and walked out of the secret room step by step, leaving a trail of bloody footprints on the ground.
The door was pushed open, and the people who had been waiting outside for who knows how long looked at him nervously. Pei Ji subconsciously took a step forward and reached out to support him, but he refused, saying, "Give me the cane."
Pei Ji quickly handed him the walking stick.
Today he was wearing a light black robe, which was covered with bloodstains of varying shades. His face, which was already pale from years of illness, was now completely devoid of color. The bloodstains and skin on his face were as strikingly distinct as fire and snowflakes.
"When she wakes up later, don't tell her I was here."
Zong Que's voice was dry and almost indistinct, but each word was deep and clear, making them understand it clearly.
After saying that, he slowly walked outside.
Pei Ji lifted his leg to follow, but Wen Yu stopped him and handed him a bottle of medicine. "Go back and burn his clothes. Take one antidote pill every hour. Go to the front to get the blood-tonifying medicine. If he still can't hold on tonight, the pharmacy has a 300-year-old wild ginseng. Cut a slice and keep him alive for now."
Pei Ji paused for a moment, then reached out and took it, hurriedly chasing after him.
Wen Yu scratched his head: "A madman with another madman, what a perfect match!"
Wen Qingqing's voice trembled, "Is Yangyang alright? It's only been less than two hours."
Wen Yu entered the secret room, walked to Lu Yangyang's side, and used silver needles to prick her one by one: "It's alright, she'll wake up in half an hour at most."
After saying that, she looked at Lu Yangyang helplessly and said, "You've already sacrificed half your lives, and you're just going to keep torturing each other like this. It's truly a tragedy."
Wen Qingqing muttered softly from the side, "Uncle, you can't say that. As a doctor, you can only feel at ease if you test the medicine yourself. Otherwise, only you and I can barely achieve the exact same result. She knows this in her heart, so she never thought of the other option. In any case, she will not let anyone else test the medicine."
Although Wen Qingqing was initially very surprised, she quickly understood why Lu Yangyang did this.
Almost all of those medicinal herbs were highly poisonous. Achieving an absolute balance was crucial to ensure they were effective without harming the plant's core. Such a delicate balance would have been impossible to achieve without endangering countless lives if ordinary people were to be tested on them. Even when using villains as test subjects, these physicians would not be so reckless. For precision, only those highly skilled in the art could achieve this, making them the only three capable of testing the herbs.
Therefore, Yangyang would never make any other choice.
She knew her uncle understood as well, which was why he was so angry.
Because Yangyang never even considered having someone else do this for her.
At first, Lu Yangyang felt excruciating pain, a pain that felt like it was tearing her internal organs apart. But later, as she lost all five senses, the pain became blurred. Her consciousness was hazy, and she didn't know what was happening. She could only feel an intense, persistent thirst. So much so that when she began to regain consciousness and gradually became more alert, the first word she uttered was, "Water—"
Wen Yu got up, and Wen Qingqing stepped forward to help her remove the needles from her body. "Yangyang? Yangyang, wake up?"
The voice in Lu Yangyang's ears went from blurry to clear. She struggled to open her eyes, was dazed for a moment, and finally came to her senses, realizing what had happened. "Did it work?"
Wen Yu stood to the side with his arms crossed, looking annoyed, and said, "It's done, it's done, are you satisfied now?"
Lu Yangyang looked at Wen Qingqing and whispered, "This old man is getting old, he might be going through menopause."
"She can still joke around, so she's not stupid after all." Wen Yu glanced at her, then turned and left.