After Reincarnating, an Evil Consort Only Wants to Torture Scums

  Chapter 252 Chapter 252: Saying is equal to not saying

   "Lei Shun, you won't be able to escape today, and you'll be caught without a fight." The handsome man shouted sharply, his eagle eyes were as cold as ice.

  Lei Shun is the vicious man who took He Zhiyan hostage.

   He heard the man's words, he gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't want her to live, then go ahead and see if your sword is faster or my knife is faster."

   "The dignified An Guogong's son regards the life of the noble family as nothing in order to chase down the bandits. If such news spreads, I ask you if you can still secure the position of the commander of the Jingwu Guard."

  When He Zhiyan heard Lei Shun's words, she looked at the man in front of her in astonishment.

  This person is the son of Duke Anguo?

  But I'm about to cry soon, is it time to be surprised by other people's identities? My life is at stake.

   Song Yanjun pursed his lips tightly, and the expression on his face became more and more indifferent.

"threaten me?"

Lei Shun's scalp was numb from his sharp stare, and seeing his slightly mocking tone, a bad premonition faintly appeared in his heart, and the hand holding the knife pressed down hard again, and suddenly he felt the pain on He Zhiyan's fair skin. There was a faint line of blood on the neck.

   "Are you really not afraid that I will kill her?"

  As soon as these words came out, Lei Shun was already at a disadvantage.

  He Zhiyan felt the pain coming from her neck, she only felt that her chest was pricked by a needle, and even her breathing felt a tingling pain.

  Song Yanjun's cold voice sounded in his ear: "If you want to kill, kill her, why is there so much nonsense, after you kill her, I will kill you, no one will know about it."

  He Zhiyan became more and more uncomfortable, and her complexion gradually became painful.

  Her hands subconsciously touched her waist, but she couldn't touch anything in a panic.

  Damn it, why did I fall ill at this time.

  Liu Liu saw He Zhiyan like this, and immediately cried out in fear: "Please let my lady go, she has wheezing, and if she doesn't take the medicine, she will die, please."

  When Song Yanjun heard the words, he was startled in the depths of his dark eyes, and the sword in his hand could not help but clenched three points.

Lei Shun looked at He Zhiyan who was short of breath in his hand, frowned fiercely, his face was very irritable, what luck, taking hostages is actually a sick person, looking at this appearance, I don't know if he can hold on to himself The negotiation with Song Yanjun is over.

   Then, it was Lei Shun's emotional leak at this moment, and the sharp sword in Song Yanjun's hand shot out like lightning, pierced into Lei Shun's shoulder before he recovered, and then nailed the tip to the carriage door behind him.

"what!"

  Lei Shun screamed, but couldn't move.

  He Zhiyan escaped from his restraint, and fell heavily to the ground, Liuliu was startled suddenly: "Miss..."

  Song Yanjun dodged over to support He Zhiyan's body that was about to fall to the ground, and then looked at Liuliu with a serious expression: "Where's the medicine?"

  Liu Liu hurriedly stepped forward to search He Zhiyan's body, his hands were shaking: "Where is the medicine, where is it?"

  He Zhiyan's body convulsed, like a thirsty fish struggling on the shore...

  Because she was too scared, Liuliu couldn't find it after searching several times, so she cried anxiously: "How could it be, I brought it with me when I went out."

  Song Yanjun's face became more and more ugly, and finally he couldn't stand it any longer. He directly knocked He Zhiyan unconscious with a knife, and then knocked Lei Shun unconscious, and then rushed out of the alley with her in his arms.

  Liu Liu was startled, and after a pause, he hurriedly raised his legs and chased after him.

  Out of the alley is a street. Song Yanjun identified it a little, then ran to the left, and there were not many shops but a pharmacy.

   "Doctor, doctor..." Song Yanjun yelled as soon as he entered the shop, and the drug boy greeted him immediately.

  Seeing the girl in Song Yanjun's arms, he immediately invited her to the inner room.

   "Young master, put your wife on the bed over there." As he said that, he shouted towards the backyard: "Master, Master is sick."

  Song Yanjun's face froze when he heard the word "madam" in Yaotong.

   He opened his mouth to explain, but he didn't say anything in the end.

  If he explained it, it would be even more difficult to explain that she was a girl with a yellow flower who was carried in by him.

   I don’t know him anyway, so let’s just do it!

   Soon, an old man with a gray beard came in, his sleeves were rolled up to the crook of his arms, and he was holding a pestle in his hand, obviously just working.

  The doctor walked towards He Zhiyan: "What's wrong?"

  Song Yanjun was taken aback!

  What disease did the girl say? He doesn't remember.

  The doctor couldn't get his response, so he turned his head to look at Song Yanjun, and saw this guy with a dazed look on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

  What kind of husband is this, he doesn’t even know what disease his wife has.

   "What symptoms did you have before feeling uncomfortable?" The doctor asked again.

  Song Yanjun hurriedly said: "I can't breathe well, and my expression is uncomfortable."

  The old doctor couldn't help but rolled his eyes, saying that he didn't say anything.

He took He Zhiyan's pulse, raised his eyelids, and glared at Song Yanjun the next moment: "How did you become a gentleman? You actually knocked someone out. worry."

  Song Yanjun's face changed slightly after being trained, and he didn't dare to refute, so he hurriedly said: "Then wake people up quickly."

  How did he know it was so dangerous, the maid searched for a long time and couldn't find the medicine, and the girl felt as if she was about to die.

   While Song Yanjun was speaking, the old doctor took out a cloth bag from a side cabinet and unfolded it. Inside were rows of silver needles, twisted one and stuck it down.

  Liu Liu ran in panting and gasping for breath when he saw the doctor giving needles.

   This person ran too fast. If it wasn't for the pharmacy not far away, she might not know where to find him.

  After the doctor gave the injection, after waiting for a cup of tea, He Zhiyan slowly woke up, and the doctor quickly took the medicine and fed her again.

   "Miss, how do you feel?" Liuliu threw herself on the bed, looking at He Zhiyan nervously.

  He Zhiyan was too weak to speak, and blinked lightly.

  Seeing this, Liuliu burst into tears immediately, the voice was so loud that it startled several people in the room.

   "You girl, why are you still crying, aren't you all right?" The old doctor said, shaking his beard.

  Liu Liuyi wiped away tears, and saluted the doctor happily: "Thank you doctor, I...I'm just so happy."

  The old doctor showed a loving smile: "Okay, okay, I'm fine, let's rest for a while before leaving, remember to take the medicine with you next time, it's too dangerous."

   As he spoke, he gave Song Yanjun another meaningful look.

  Song Yanjun touched his nose in embarrassment.

When the doctor and Yaotong left the inner room, Song Yanjun bowed to He Zhiyan, with an apologetic expression on his handsome face: "I'm really sorry, Song Yanjun, it was just a helpless act of ignoring the girl's safety, this thief is extremely vicious, I've been chasing him for three months, and even if I let him go, the girl's life won't be saved, so I can only play by ear, and I definitely didn't mean to kill someone."

  He Zhiyan smiled at him and blinked.

  Song Yanjun: "..." What does this mean?

  (end of this chapter)