Rebirth System: Cultivating Villains

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiang Huai suddenly let go of the old man's collar.

He felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained away, as if all his muscles had lost control, and even standing became extremely difficult.

This sudden feeling of powerlessness makes people feel extremely panicked and helpless, as if the whole world has left them, leaving only endless darkness and silence.

The housekeeper respectfully escorted the doctor out of the door and expressed his gratitude repeatedly. Then he turned around and directed several maids to carefully carry the unconscious Jiang Jiang into the room.

Qiang Huai followed him into the room, sat next to Jiang Jiang, and held Jiang Jiang's hand tightly.

He had never felt so helpless, nor had he ever been so afraid of losing someone.

I just hope Jiang Jiang wakes up soon.

The doctor said that the only one who could save her was herself...

Blame myself for being so useless.

Not strong enough.

Unable to compete with the other party.

Thinking of this, Qiang Huai secretly vowed to make the Third Prince pay for his blood debt with blood.

[Your medical skills are beyond the scope of this world. You obviously have a better and faster detoxification solution, why do you...]

Jiang Jiang: Didn’t you say that the villain is still five points short of favorability?

[Yeah, then what? ]

Jiang Jiang: If it would be cured immediately, how could he feel the toxicity of the poison?

[…Will this increase your favorability?] The system doesn’t understand. The system is stuck.

Jiang Jiang: No.

[What about you? ] Let yourself slowly become poisoned...

Jiang Jiang: Find a reason to let him go back to the temple. It’s so dangerous outside. The temple is where he should stay.

[……] To protect the villain?

Good tricks...

As night falls, the lights are on.

It was long past dinner time.

At this time, a servant carefully brought a bowl of freshly boiled medicine into the room.

Upon seeing this, Qiang Huai hurriedly took the bowl of steaming hot medicine and softly called Jiang Jiang who was lying on the sickbed.

The system woke up Jiang Jiang, and Jiang Jiang started her first-class acting skills again.

Pretending to hear Qiang Huai's voice, he tried hard to open his heavy eyelids, endured the discomfort of his body, and struggled to get up from the bed.

She sat up shakily and looked at the bowl of bitter medicine in front of her. The smell was right, and there was no problem with the medicine. It was made according to the method she had said.

Despite being extremely weak, Jiang Jiang firmly pushed away the spoon handed to her by Qiang Huai, indicating that she wanted to drink the medicine herself.

Qiang Huai looked at Jiang Jiang worriedly, trying to persuade her to let him feed her the medicine, but Jiang Jiang shook her head stubbornly.

Jiang Jiang: Each mouthful must be so bitter. It’s not sugar water. Why are you feeding me this? I want to drink it myself!

Qiang Huai had no choice but to hand the medicine bowl to Jiang Jiang.

Jiang Jiang took a deep breath, picked up the bowl without hesitation, tilted his head back and drank it all.

After drinking, she quickly put the bowl back beside the bed, then fell back on the bed like a deflated ball, closed her eyes, and continued to fall into a coma.

Qiang Huai sat quietly beside Jiang Jiang's bed, guarding her motionlessly.

All night long, his eyes never left Jiang Jiang's pale and peaceful face, as if just by looking at her like this, he could make her get better quickly.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally the dawn arrived.

The effect of the medicine worked in Jiang Jiang's body, and when the first ray of sunlight shone into the room through the window, Jiang Jiang slowly opened his eyes.

Her eyes were still a little confused, but slowly they became clear again.

Looking around, the first thing that caught my eye was the Qiang Huai tree sleeping on the bed frame.

There were two big dark circles under Qiang Huai's eyes, obviously he had not slept all night.

His hair was a little messy, and there was a hint of sadness on his forehead. I wonder if he was having a nightmare.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Jiang couldn't help but be moved.

She knew that it was wrong to deceive other people's feelings like this.

As compensation, Jiang Jiang became more determined to protect the Qianghuai tree.

Looking at Qiang Huai's exhausted face due to worrying about her, she gently reached out her hand, wanting to smooth his frown, but was afraid of waking him up.

So Jiang Jiang withdrew her hand, lay back down, and counted the pearl ornaments on the bed curtains.