Yin Qingyan pretended not to see or understand, and looked away, but she scolded Chen Siyuan in her heart. Does she know what Wei Ci is going to do, and what does it have to do with him?

Really...

"Wei Ci, come on, you can do it!"

Yin Qingyan began to use the trumpet function again and shouted at Wei Ci.

Guanyue Xianghua, who was following Yin Qingyan, quickly took two steps back and turned her eyes elsewhere, saying that she didn't even recognize Yin Qingyan.

Her mistress is so embarrassed! It was necessary to shout like this on previous occasions, but what is it for now? Is it because of love?

Yin Qingyan was still staring at Wei Ci's every move, looking forward to a miracle, and constantly praying to God for blessing in her heart.

Fortunately, Yin Qingyan didn't have time to understand Guanyue Xianhua's thoughts, otherwise, she might have wanted to kill both of them.

When Wei Ci heard Yin Qingyan's encouragement, he became more motivated and checked the corpses much faster. Soon there were only the last few left in this large pile of corpses.

Man's calculations are always not as good as God's calculations. No matter how lucky they are, it's just a fluke. How can everything go as they wish?

When the second to last corpse was inspected, Yin Qingyan, who was full of expectations, began to despair. Her bright eyes were covered with a layer of haze. Even if she didn't have the heroine's golden finger, she didn't even give her the heroine's halo.

Arrangement, everything in the novel is pure nonsense, can she apply for a script change?

After inspecting the penultimate body, Wei Ci slowly withdrew his hand and shook his head helplessly, not daring to raise his head to look at Yin Qingyan's expression.

It must be an expression of extreme disappointment, and he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it.

More expectation, more disappointment.

Wei Ci lowered his head and moved almost to the side of the last corpse. He stretched out his hand tremblingly without making any movement.

Yin Qingyan didn't dare to look, so she turned her head back, closed her eyes, and counted down the numbers in her heart.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Wei Ci's hand on the corpse's neck artery was shaking more and more, and in his lowered eyes, a light that no one else could see was gradually blooming. It was the brightness that rebuilt the light from the darkness, making it particularly dazzling.

"Brother Wei, what's going on? You should say something."

Wei Ci didn't speak, and Yin Qingyan didn't dare to ask. Instead, Chen Siyuan asked anxiously, unable to hold his breath during the long wait.

"It's... hard to say..."

Wei Ci hesitated to speak, deliberately pretending that the outcome would not be good.

Everyone showed a disappointed expression, but this result seemed understandable. Everyone could think of it, but no one had much ups and downs in their hearts.

When Yin Qingyan heard this, she slowly turned her head and lowered her eyelids, feeling a little sad.

"It's hard to say how badly he was injured."

Wei Ci saw Yin Qingyan's reaction and knew that his goal had been achieved, so he suddenly added.

Yin Qingyan raised her head, rushed to Wei Ci, grabbed Wei Ci's sleeve, and asked in disbelief: "Wei Ci, what did you just say? You said he was injured, not dead, right?"

Yin Qingyan only felt that her vocal cords were tightening and her voice was slightly trembling.

Wei Ci covered Yin Qingyan's hand with his other hand and nodded firmly and forcefully, "Yes."

Yin Qingyan knelt down and stretched out her hands tremblingly, wanting to personally feel the characteristics of that person's life.

"Don't try to breathe, touch here."

Wei Ci's hand gently stretched out from behind and brought Yin Qingyan to the aorta below her neck.

The beating of the heart hit Yin Qingyan's fingers, weak but steady.

"Wei Ci, you must save him. I still have many questions that I need him to answer for me. He must be our clue and help us find out who is behind the scenes. I will not let go of those who have bad intentions."

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Although she, Yin Qingyan, has a heart that does not want to harm others, she will not be soft-hearted if the other party insists on putting her to death.

"good."

There are not many words in this word, but it is gentle, firm and powerful. It represents all of Wei Ci's promises. It is inexplicably reassuring and makes people feel that if Wei Ci said so, it will definitely come true.

"Okay, you two don't have to fight each other anymore. It's more important to save people. Si Che is still lying in the house. Brother Wei, thank you for your hard work."

Chen Siyuan patted Chen Siyuan on the shoulder, then got on his horse and left.

Not only was he worried about Chen Siche's comfort, but he also didn't want to see these two people so disgusted that he might as well go back home and wait for them.

"Let's go back too."

Yin Qingyan saw Chen Siyuan walking away, and also wanted to go back and see Chen Siche.

Hou Mansion

"Master Hou, how is Si Che?"

Since Chen Siyuan had already given instructions to the servant guarding the door, Yin Qingyan and Wei Ci arrived at the door of Chen Siche's room unimpeded.

"Still in a coma, but his face is much better and there is a little color."

Chen Siyuan sat on Chen Siche's bed, holding Chen Siche's hand tightly and never leaving.

Yin Qingyan stepped forward and saw that Chen Siche's face had become normal, and she let go of her worries.

"Wei Ci, come here with me."

Yin Qingyan pulled Wei Ci's sleeves, motioned him to lower his body, and whispered in his ear.

Wei Ci did not express any objection and followed Yin Qingyan to the corner far away from Chen Siche's bed.

"Wei Ci, even if Sichuan's situation improves now, we can't take it lightly."

Wei Ci said nothing, expressing agreement with his eyes, waiting for Yin Qingyan's next words.

"There are antibiotics and vitamins in the space. You brought them for me before. Sichue needs these things now. Can you take the time to take them out in the next few days?"

The antibiotic she took out from her body and secretly fed to Chen Sichuan during the assassination was the last one left. These two days were a critical period, and Chen Sichue still needed antibiotics to suppress the inflammation of the wound.

"Okay, what are those things used for?"

Wei Ci can help Yin Qingyan unconditionally, but he is really curious about those things.

Aren’t those things used to treat the face and beautify it? How can they also treat diseases?

"Antibiotics can be used to inhibit germs and treat wound inflammation and suppuration. Vitamins can be used to enhance resistance and reduce the possibility of illness."

Wei Ci's eyes widened. He had never expected that such a small thing could be of such great use. Was it so magical?

"Can this really work?"

Yin Qingyan glanced at Wei Ci and disliked his short-sightedness.

"Of course, this is a unique miracle medicine. If he hadn't taken my medicine, do you think Si Che would have been able to wait until you came with such serious injuries?"
Chapter completed!