After wearing the book, I used the male lead as a drug guide

Chapter 211 If you don't want to, no one can force you
Qi Su walked up to Song Yihuan with a rare serious expression: "I need it now, can you give me a drop of blood?"

His eyes were eager and burning.

Being stared at by such eyes, no matter what, I feel very penetrating.

Chu Shuolan was sitting in a wheelchair beside him, seeing Qi Su's attitude, his eyes darkened.

But he didn't make a sound to stop him, but looked at Song Yihuan.

Coincidentally, Song Yihuan was also looking at him, their eyes met in the void, and the expressions in each other's eyes were clear.

Chu Shuolan said softly, "If you don't want to, no one can force you."

Song Yi laughed happily: "There is no reluctance."

After speaking, she took a deep breath, stretched out her arm, rolled up the sleeve, and handed it to Qi Su's eyes.

Seeing her righteous posture, the corners of Qi Su's lips twitched.

"Miss Song, all I need is a drop of blood, not a bowl of blood, you just need to stretch out your finger."

"..."

Song Yihuan immediately pulled down her sleeves as soon as Qi Su's words came out, and the expression on her face relaxed a little.

She smiled and said, "I told you earlier, if a drop of blood could be given to you every day, what a big deal!"

"Is this true?!" Qi Su's eyes lit up.

Song Yihuan narrowed her eyes: "Of course I lied to you, even a drop of blood still hurts!"

"Tsk tsk..."

Qi Su did not know where to get a gold needle and a small porcelain bottle.

He took Song Yihuan's outstretched hand and pinched it in his hand. The golden needle in her hand slowly approached the other's fingertip.

Chu Shuolan at the side saw this scene, the gentleness between his brows and eyes disappeared, and the light in the depths of his eyes was indescribably dark.

The golden needle pierced Song Yihuan's fingertips, feeling like the pain of being bitten by a mosquito.

Immediately afterwards, a drop of bright red blood dripped into the porcelain bottle.

Song Yihuan has already taken out the veil, ready to stop the bleeding at any time.

Seeing that Qi Su was about to stop after taking a drop of blood, Song Yihuan stopped him. She squeezed her fingertips and dripped a few more drops of blood before pressing the wound with a handkerchief.

"Thank you Miss Song for your generosity." Qi Su thanked with a smile.

Song Yihuan glanced at him, saw the bright smile on his face, and decided not to hit anyone.

In fact, she was afraid that one drop of blood would not be enough for Qi Su to study, and she would have to toss about it later, so it is better to get rid of the pain once, and give a few more drops to save her from tossing again.

And Song Yihuan thought to herself, if her blood could really save Chu Shuolan, she would be the hero's greatest benefactor.

In the future, this big golden leg is still up to her to use.

"If it's all right, I'll leave first. Thank you Doctor Qi for helping me today."

"you are welcome……"

Qi Su's eyes were on the small porcelain bottle in his hand, and the fiery gaze in his eyes seemed to burn it.

He looked at the small porcelain bottle for a while, and at Chu Shuolan for a while, and it was self-evident what he wanted to do.

When Chu Shuolan heard that Song Yihuan was leaving, she frowned slightly: "Didn't you say you'd stay for lunch, the kitchen must be ready by now, why don't you stay?"

"Woooooooo..."

The white tiger at the side also seemed to know that the master was leaving, so he mumbled.

"My lord, the kitchen is ready. Do you and Ms. Song want to have lunch?"

Mingen also happened to have just rushed back from the kitchen.

Hearing his young master's request to stay, he hurriedly asked.

Song Yihuan knew that if she insisted on leaving again, she would feel a bit overwhelmed.

And when Chu Shuolan asked her taste before, when she told each other out loud, she already agreed to stay.

(End of this chapter)