Honey First Love: The school grass is too fierce

Leng Xuanlin snorted in pain, never expecting that Yan Qingyi, who was in a mad state, would be so unexpected.

Moreover, Yan Qingyi's skin was extremely hot, and he could feel the high temperature just by touching her skin with the back of his hand.

what is the problem?

Why is Yan Qingyi like this?
Thinking about it, he found that the pain in his hand seemed to be lessening.

Yan Qingyi wanted to look up to see who was coming, so she passed out in his arms.

The pleasant and elegant fragrance of lavender hits the nostrils, and something in the body suddenly beats faster.

Damn!

He quickly threw the person in his arms on the ground, and when he was about to leave, he noticed the wound on her left shoulder, a small wound pierced by a silver needle, and the surrounding white cuff was stained dark red with blood.

This injury was obviously just done, but how could he explain it last night?

Moreover, the dark red blood was clearly poisoned!

Wait, Bo Jinyu hugged Yan Qinglian in a panic, because Yan Qingyi was poisoned?
Now that he fell to the ground, he must have died from poisoning...

Leng Xuanlin subconsciously probed Yan Qingyi's neck, a string of rhythmic pulses beat, it seemed that the person was not dead yet.

He just moved his left hand, and the piece of skin bitten by Yan Qingyi was still bleeding, and bursts of pain stimulated the nerves in his brain.

I glanced at the people on the ground, struggled for a long time, and finally decided to leave.

When Bo Jinyu came back, he was followed by a handsome man who was about his size in a white shirt and black suit pants, and was carrying a medicine box on his back.

Bringing him into the bedroom, he found Yan Qinglian passed out on the ground.

"Qingyi!" He was stunned for a moment and quickly hugged her to the bed, and shouted to the person behind him, "Show her quickly."

The man gave him a suspicious look, and sat by the bed to feel Yan Qinglian's pulse.

stable pulse...

The man looked at Bo Jinyu suspiciously again, and then returned his gaze to Yan Qingyi, only then did he notice the dark red blood on the cuff of her T-shirt on her left shoulder.

Bo Jinyu asked nervously, "What's the matter? Is it serious?"

The man stood up and rummaged through the medicine box.

"What's going on? Talk quickly! Luo Feng."

Luo Feng suddenly sold a trick: "What does this boy have to do with you, you care so much?"

"She...she is..." When asked, he didn't know how to answer.

Luo Feng smiled: "Don't worry, he's fine."

"It's all right?!" Bo Jinyu was startled: "How can it be all right? She's not in the middle..."

It was only then that he noticed that Yan Qingyi's scarlet skin had returned to its original white color, and even the shoulder where blood was still oozing had returned to its original color.

"It's true that he was poisoned, but her poison has been cured."

Bo Jinyu was puzzled: "How could it be? I only went out for half an hour, how could her poison be cured? Did you make a mistake?"

Luo Feng was speechless: "Please. Yu, I have been practicing medicine for almost 18 years, and you actually doubt my medical skills for other people!"

"I'm not suspicious..."

"Okay, no need to explain, no matter what you say, I won't listen!"

After speaking, he took out the bandage from the first aid kit and re-wrapped Yan Qingyi's wound.

When he untied the old bandage on Yan Qingyi's shoulder, he realized that the wound turned out to be a knife wound, and a new wound appeared on the basis of the knife wound.

A young man has a knife wound on his body. Who the hell is he?

While bandaging, he said: "I said Yu, who the hell is this kid? This shoulder is wounded by a knife!"

"She's from the Yan family."

"Yan family?" He suddenly stopped what he was doing: "Is it the Yan family of the Shuangyan couple who died eight years ago?"

"Ah."

"Yan Qingyi... so she is the young master of the Yan family."

After finishing the work in hand, he packed the medicine box and said, "It's nothing serious, as long as you don't let the wound get wet in the next few days, there will be no problem."

"Oh, that's right." He reminded one more point: "Also, don't make excessive large-scale movements casually in the past few days, and do less martial arts training in usual times."

"Martial arts training?" Bo Jinyu frowned: "Feng, what do you mean?"

Luo Feng raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it? I saw traces of a wrist gauge on his wrist. Generally, those who wear this thing will add more than two pieces of iron to increase the strength of the wrist."

Being mentioned in this way, Bo Jinyu remembered that Yan Qinglian was still fighting with people before he was poisoned. Fortunately, he arrived in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

However, Yan Qingyi said before that she doesn't know any martial arts at all.

"The wrist meter can also be used in other ways, such as playing tennis, badminton, etc. It is possible that his meter is used in other ways, which is not surprising."

"Oh, I see. I'll take you out."

After a certain person walked out of the room, he said in a strange way: "I called him all the way to get the pulse of a weak boy, and he didn't even drink his saliva."

Bo Jinyu laughed at what he said: "Why don't you stay and drink some water, and check when someone wakes up?"

Luo Feng rolled his eyes: "No need, little brother, I'm very busy."

"Then... walk slowly."

"If you don't send it, you won't send it. I won't come next time."

He smiled helplessly, and had nothing to say about Luo Feng's funny character, so he could only watch him get off the elevator at the end of the corridor, and then returned to his room.

Standing by the bed, looking at Yan Qingyi who was still in a coma, he couldn't understand it.

He only went out for half an hour, why did the poison suddenly disappear?Is it really just an illusion as Luo Feng said?

Rosa poison...

When he thinks of these three words, his brain hurts for no reason.

In the dark secret room, two people stood.

A man, a boy, both dressed in black with different masks.

"Rose poison is a special high-concentration poison. The eyes and skin of the poisoned person will be scarlet within three hours. The skin will be painful like ten thousand ants eat the heart. The skin will rot within five hours. state, the seven orifices will bleed, but they will not die easily."

The boy asked, "What's the antidote?"

"The antidote is..."

……

Bo Jinyu rubbed his temples, not having much impression of the flashing memories in his mind.

The phone on the floor rang suddenly, pulling him back from his thoughts this time.

He turned around to look, and found a text message on the phone screen, it wasn't his phone, it must be Yan Qingyi's phone.

Just picked it up, and accidentally touched the content of the text message: Someone came to the rescue, you are really lucky, but there is no antidote for the rose lotus poison, so you can experience the pain of rotting all over your body, and see if you are still alive. There will be someone who will like you.Oh... I forgot, you probably can't read the newsletter now, hahahahahiahiahia
Bo Jinyu knew who the owner of the news was based on the content of the news.

He didn't expect that masked man to treat Yan Qingyi in such a vicious way.

Yan Qingyi moved on the bed, the pain in her shoulder stimulated her brain, she frowned and opened her eyes, the scarlet eyes had returned to their original amber color, clear and beautiful.

There was a rusty taste in her mouth, which made her nauseated. She got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom, ignoring the people on the ground.

Bo Jinyu, who was looking at the phone, was taken aback for a moment, put down the phone, and followed inside.

Yan Qingyi crawled on the edge of the sink, the water spit out of his mouth was noisy red, after drinking a few more sips of water and rinsing his mouth, the color became much lighter.

Why is there blood in her mouth?
Inadvertently glanced at the mirror, only to find that the self in the mirror had recovered intact, with fair skin and amber eyes, and did not see any symptoms related to rose lotus poison.

Her poison... Is this the solution?
how come?
There is no antidote for the organization, why is it solved?

Could it be...Bo Jinyu explained it to her?

"I saw Qingyi rushing into the bathroom in such a hurry, is she still feeling unwell?"