Rebirth Space: Rich and hot wives are not easy to mess with

Chapter 47 Use Yourself
Chapter 47 Use Yourself
Yes.

Bo Qingang's pulse at this moment is obviously poisonous.

But this terrifying man actually held back such a huge pain, and still had the mood to apply medicine to her!

Bo Qingang didn't expect that Lin Su'er could see her poisonous hair, and she couldn't help being slightly startled, but soon he came back to his senses, and said calmly, "It's not a problem."

Anyway, it was just a poisonous attack, he had already gotten used to it.

He said it so calmly, but in fact the chill in his body still seemed to be rampaging through his body like a raging tide, bringing extreme pain wherever he went, as if there were thousands of ants gnawing on him.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that they should go crazy under such pain.

But Bo Qingang's face was not disturbed at all.

"You..." Lin Suer suddenly didn't know what to say.

In her previous life, she had seen many people who suffered from the poison of ice and cold, and which one of them didn't cause heart-piercing pain and loss of reason when the poison occurred.

But the man in front of him was able to hide all the pain so perfectly.

Just horrible.

She couldn't help raising her hand, tiptoed to touch Bo Qing'ang's cold forehead, and asked, "Then do you have any medicine to suppress the toxin?"

Lin Su'er was worried that Bo Qing'ang's body temperature would be too low due to the cold poison, so she touched his forehead.

But not wanting to follow her approach, Bo Qing'ang's body froze suddenly.

The warm little hand fell on his cold forehead, like a flame, quickly fading away the cold toxins in his body.

But with such a little contact, it is of course impossible to completely suppress the toxin, and the painful cold current is still biting and roaring in the body.

But at this moment, he didn't seem to feel the pain anymore, he could only see Lin Su'er's clean and clear eyes in front of him, with a bit of concern in them.

For no reason, Bo Qingang felt his throat tighten.

"It's useless to eat." Bo Qingang felt a strange feeling in his heart, but his face was still not too turbulent, "It doesn't work."

He has been poisoned since he was a child. He has searched both Chinese and Western medicine, but he has never found a medicine that can suppress the toxins in his body.Ouyang Luo did prepare medicine for him, but the effect of that medicine was actually negligible.

Lin Su'er was even more astonished when she heard that Bo Qingang had no medicine.

Too spicy chicken!

Chinese medicine in this continent is really too spicy!

In her previous continent, although there was no antidote to the cold poison, there were still many ways to suppress it so that the poisoned person would not suffer too much.

But in this continent, even such a simple thing can't be done.

"Since there is no medicine, what do you do every time you get poisoned all these years?" She couldn't help asking.

"Tolerate."

A simple word, but I don't know how much it contains.

Even Lin Su'er's expression changed.

She has seen countless people with cold poison before, most of them couldn't bear to commit suicide in the end, even if they could be suppressed by medicine.

But the man in front of him, without any medicine, has endured it for so many years.

terrible.

Really scary.

It was the first time she had thoughts of admiration for people, but now it was obviously not the time to talk about it, she quickly let go of Bao Qingang, and wanted to find a golden needle in her pocket.

And the moment her little hand left Bo Qingang's forehead, the coldness in Bo Qingang's body once again overwhelming.

Bo Qing'ang was no stranger to this kind of pain, but at this moment he felt inexplicably uncomfortable, almost without thinking, he clasped Lin Su'er's wrist with his backhand.

"what are you doing."

"I'll take a golden needle to suppress the toxins in your body."

Hearing Lin Su'er's words, her thin and inky eyes became dark in an instant.

"You want to help me suppress the toxin?"

"Yes." Lin Su'er looked puzzled, frowning and looking at her hand that was still being held down, "But I want to take the golden needle, you let go first."

But Bo Qingang still didn't let go.

His gaze fell on Lin Su'er's lips involuntarily.

Lin Su'er's lips are beautiful, pink in color, full and crystal clear like fruit jelly.

Bo Qing'ang's throat tightened unconsciously, and her voice became a little hoarse, "Lin Su'er, if you want to help me suppress the toxin, there is a more effective method without golden needles."

Lin Su'er couldn't help being stunned when she heard this, "What method?"

Bo Qingang's eyes were like ink that couldn't be melted away, he seemed to be dazed, his eyes couldn't move away from Lin Su'er's jelly-like lips at all.

"Use yourself."

After saying that, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, but pressed Lin Su'er heavily against the wall beside him, and kissed her lips hard.

(End of this chapter)