Wedding Night: I Became the Female Supporting Character and Married the Villain!

Chapter 231 - 231: Disappointment



Sirius shook his head.

He didn’t want to put any ugly images in Luo Yings mind.

Everyone wanted to look perfect and beautiful in front of their loved ones.

If Luo Ying learned about this, wouldn’t it ruin Lu Zhao’s image in Luo Yings heart? Sirius shook his head firmly.

Luo Ying sighed. “It’s fine if you don’t want to tell me, but I have a way to treat Lu Zhao.’

Sirius was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

“What did you say? You have the antidote of this poison?” Sirius frowned and asked.

“l do.” Luo Ying was now certain that she was the daughter of the legendary poison master.

“Let’s go. I’ll bring her to see Lu Zhao now.” Sirius was very excited. He grabbed Luo Yings hand and wanted her to bring him to see the daughter of the legendary poison master.

“No, no. Not so fast,” Luo Ying looked at Sirius and said.

“Is this the time to delay it…” Sirius was a little anxious.

“The daughter of the poison master is a friend of mine. I can get blood from her, but we’re only giving you a small dose every week. You can ask Wen Yu about the dosage and frequency needed for his treatment.”

Sirius frowned. “Once a week?”

“Of course, once a week. We’ll be drawing her blood every day. Do you think that girl is a blood bag?” Luo Ying frowned as she looked at Sirius.

Only then did it dawn upon Sirius.

“I’m sorry, I was just thinking of saving Lu Zhao… we can make arrangements,” Sirius said.

Luo Ying yawned lazily. “Let’s go with one million per vial. How about it?”

Forget a million, even ten million was not a problem for Sirius.

“Okay, 1 agree. But when can I get the first dose?” Sirius asked.

“How about tomorrow? I’ll put the blood in a delivery cabinet near the Lu Family’s villa,” Luo Ying asked.

Sirius nodded.

At that moment, in the Lu Family’s villa, Lu Zhao lay in his room.

The pain came like a tide, hitting his body in waves. He could barely remain conscious.

He chased everyone out and remained in the room alone. He did not want others to see him in such a sorry state.

Luo Yings face appeared in front of him. He really wanted to hug Luo Ying.

The illusion began to slowly creep into his mind, as if Luo Ying was right in front of him.

The fragrance on Luo Yings body washed over him in waves. It was the faint fragrance of tropical plants. This smell embraced Lu Zhao and chased the pain away.

Lu Zhao opened his eyes with difficulty. Someone grabbed his hand.

He muttered her name softly. Lu Zhao felt her face pressing against his hand, and warmth spread from his fingertips to his heart.

He had not felt this safe for many years.

“Luo Ying.”

“Yes,” Luo Ying replied in his dream.

“l really love you,” Luo Ying said.

Lu Zhao reached out and pulled her into his arms, just like what he always did.

A faint fragrance spread in the air.

In so much pain, he was still dreaming of Luo Ying. It was the best outcome he could have thought of.

In this dream, he could be with Luo Ying forever.

“Don’t leave me, Luo Ying,” Lu Zhao said.

The person in his arms nodded shyly. “l won’t leave you. Don’t worry, I love you so much.”

It had been a long time since Lu Zhao had heard Luo Ying say such words.

He held her tightly in his arms.

In the dream, Luo Ying seemed to be exceptionally proactive. She leaned into his arms, reached out to touch his cheek, and gently kissed his lips.

It would be great if he could never wake up from such a dream.

The next day, in a research institute, Wen Yu was nervously looking at the

cells in the petri dish.

The poison spread among the cells, and the fragile microorganisms seemed to fall apart upon first contact.

Wen Yu aimed the needle at the petri dish.

The cell in the petri dish seemed to come alive the moment they came into contact with the blood.

Wen Yu looked at the bacteria on it in surprise.

“Where did you get this? With this, we might be able to save Lu Zhao..”


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