Huang Rong checked her husband's condition. Although Song Qing had forced out the suspicious antidote, her husband's condition was still not optimistic. Although he had temporarily lost his internal energy, Brother Jing was still able to stay awake. Now, he was in a coma. If not for his steady breathing, Huang Rong would have fought Song Qing to the death.
She did not know what the problem was. Was it the antidote, or was it Song Qing? Although she had more or less confirmed that the antidote was not poisonous, she still did not want to see Song Qing as the culprit.
"If all this is really a self-directed show, I will never forgive him!" Huang Rong held her husband's hand and secretly made a promise in her heart.
Huang Rong lowered her head and let her imagination run wild. Song Qing, who was beside her, also frowned and pondered. The room suddenly fell into a kind of unbearable silence.
"I understand now!" Song Qing suddenly said.
"What do you understand?" Huang Rong looked at him curiously.
Song Qing held the antidote in his hand and said, "Although the antidote is not poisonous, it must have been mixed with a lot of hair. I can tell that there are cuttlefish juice and sea urchins in it. I don't know how many other hair substances there are. When Hero Guo took this antidote, the hair substance in it caused the hidden poison in his body to suddenly burst out. Fortunately, I was prepared in advance and did not completely dissolve the antidote when I used my internal energy, so it did not cause a big mistake."
Huang Rong's expression changed. She hurriedly took out an antidote and sniffed it. She had not noticed it before, but now that Song Qing had reminded her, she really could tell that there were some hair substances in it.
"Ouyang Feng is indeed sinister and cunning!" Huang Rong said hatefully. She looked at Song Qing apologetically, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you before."
"As the saying goes, concern leads to confusion. In that situation, Rong 'er, it is normal for you to have doubts." Song Qing smiled slightly, obviously not taking it to heart. He reached out to check Guo Jing's pulse and looked worried, "But Hero Guo's situation is not good."
Huang Rong was shocked and hurriedly asked, "Didn't you say that the poison has been controlled?"
"I did manage to control it before," Song Qing smiled bitterly. "However, after being stimulated by that 'antidote' just now, the poison in Hero Guo's body has erupted even more violently than before. I can only suppress it for one or two days at most. If I still can't find the real antidote within these two days, when the poison erupts again, even a Daluo Golden Immortal won't be able to save him."
Huang Rong's face suddenly turned pale. She muttered, "What should I do, what should I do …" She had always prided herself on being quick-witted, but at this critical moment, her mind was blank and she couldn't think of anything.
Suddenly, Huang Rong grabbed Song Qing's arm. "Qing, you must have a way. Please help me save Brother Jing."
Song Qing smiled bitterly and said, "Originally, I thought that obtaining the antidote with Wanyan Liang's help would be a piece of cake. I didn't expect Ouyang Feng to be so cunning. This time, we've already alerted the enemy. It won't be easy to get the antidote from him again!"
"No, you must have a way. You were able to defeat the ten Qing armies and summon the wind and rain … All these years, everything you've done can be described as miracles. You can always do things that others think are impossible. This time will be no exception." Huang Rong grabbed Song Qing's arm tightly as if she was drowning and clutching at a life-saving straw.
Seeing Huang Rong's earnest eyes, Song Qing sighed. "Rong 'er, I'm not a god. There are many things in this world that I can't do …"
Hearing his words, Huang Rong's eyes instantly dimmed. She seemed to have lost her soul and muttered to herself, "Brother Jing, Brother Jing, if you die, Rong 'er won't live either …"
Song Qing hesitated for a long time and finally said, "Rong 'er, actually, there is a way, but …"
"But what?" Seeing that things had taken a turn for the better, Huang Rong's eyes immediately regained their spirit. "As long as I can do it, I will definitely agree."
Song Qing shook his head. "You don't need to do anything. Instead, I … will have to take some risks."
"You want to take risks?" Huang Rong looked puzzled. She couldn't understand what was going on. "Are you planning to break into Ouyang Feng's house and ask him for the antidote?"
"Of course not!" Song Qing replied. "It's not too difficult to defeat Ouyang Feng, but it's impossible to force him to hand over the antidote."
"Then what's your plan?" Huang Rong was even more puzzled.
Song Qing said in a deep voice, "The antidote is not easy to find, but the poison is not difficult to get. Previously, I heard from Wanyan Liang that the poison that Hero Guo was poisoned with is called 'Man's Milk'. When the time comes, I will find some and drink it …"
"Ah!" Huang Rong exclaimed. "How can you drink the poison yourself?"
Song Qing smiled. "The reason why Ouyang Feng isn't willing to hand over the antidote is because of the grudge between you two. Other people don't have this relationship with him, so the possibility of him handing over the antidote is much higher."
Huang Rong shook her head. "Although you and Ouyang Feng are friends, it's not to the point where he would hand over the antidote to cure you. No, this is too dangerous. Brother Jing has already been poisoned. If you get poisoned as well, I … I … "
Song Qing put his arm around her shoulders and asked with a playful expression, "Rong 'er, are you simply worried about me, or are you worried that no one will help you save your Brother Jing if I get poisoned?"
Huang Rong was shocked. She had subconsciously said those words just now. Now that she thought about it, she really didn't know which situation she was more worried about.
Song Qing's fingertips caressed her smooth, jade-like cheeks. He said lightly, "If Hero Guo and I are both poisoned to death, Rong 'er will probably die for love. I just don't know if it will be for Hero Guo or for me?"
This time, Huang Rong couldn't take it anymore. She subconsciously spat, "Bah, I was dying for my husband. You are a shameless pervert. Even if you die once, I won't shed a single tear."
"Then I'm really sad. If that's the case, should I still take the risk to save your husband?" Song Qing sighed.
Huang Rong frowned slightly. "We have to think of another way. This method of yours is too dangerous. Even if you get poisoned and beg Ouyang Feng, he won't give you the antidote."
"Who said I'm going to be poisoned with my own identity?" Song Qing raised his eyebrows and smiled mysteriously.
"If not with your own identity, then with what identity?" Huang Rong was stunned.
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