The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

To be honest, it hurts.

Zhao Qingheng never imagined that a heart patient could have such great strength.

"What are you doing..." Before Zhao Qingheng finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, a bloody smell rose in his throat, his body softened, and he fell to his knees.

"Cough cough cough..."

At this moment, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

This was the first time in Zhao Qingheng's life that he tasted a mouth full of blood.

A little bit like exhaling fragrance.

But he could only spit out a mouthful of blood.

Su Nanzhi also took the opportunity to walk a little further to the side, so as not to be splashed by the blood he spit out.

Dislike it clearly.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingheng spat out another mouthful of blood.

Get mad at her.

When he knelt on the ground and coughed until no blood came out, he raised his head tremblingly and asked Su Nanzhi, "Am I going to die?"

Su Nanzhi: "...do you want to die?"

For a moment, Zhao Qingheng didn't know how to describe his current situation. He remembered being slapped by Su Nanzhi just now, and then he had a chest pain, then a sore throat, and then he vomited blood, his mouth was full of blood now smell.

It was the first time in Master Zhao's life that he had encountered such a thing—being slapped and vomiting blood.

Probably because the young master's current appearance is too embarrassing, Su Nanzhi kindly said to him, "Look at what you just coughed up."

Hearing this, Zhao Qingheng subconsciously lowered his head and glanced at the ground. The blood he had just spit out had turned black and red, and there were black worms wriggling on it. To be scary.

"..."

Grandpa vomited.

The young master who just vomited once just felt like throwing up again.

What is his fate, his body is still in pain, but the visual impact in front of him is too strong, he has already begun to feel that the food he ate at noon is starting to churn in his stomach.

Seeing him retching on the ground, Su Nanzhi didn't help him, simply, a paper talisman was ignited in his hand, and he put it directly on the ground. The paper talisman burned, and even the few black bugs were burned. There was a crackling sound, and even a strange fragrance wafted in the air.

"..."

Obviously, it was impossible for Zhao Qingheng to feel the fragrance. After he smelled this weird fragrance, his whole body became even worse.

Su Nanzhi's last act of kindness was probably pulling out a tissue from the side and handing it to him.

Zhao Qingheng: "..."

"Thank you." Young Master Zhao regained his sanity and realized how embarrassing he had done just now, and his expression was somewhat unnatural at this moment.

"I've solved the Gu on your body, and even spit it out. As for the floor, if you don't want others to know, clean it yourself."

Su Nanzhi also didn't look at him anymore, after walking around the Zhao's house, she was not interested in it anymore.

After Young Master Zhao cleaned up the things on the floor, he changed into another set of clothes before coming out to see Su Nanzhi.

Young Master Zhao's burden probably weighs a ton.

It doesn't matter anyway, in Su Nanzhi's eyes, it doesn't make any difference whether to change or not.

"Su Nanzhi, does my mother have to be like me in order to...?" Zhao Qingheng couldn't help frowning when he thought about what he felt just now.

"No." Su Nanzhi answered his question very simply.

Zhao Qingheng: "How about that?"

Su Nanzhi took out a bottle from the black canvas bag she carried with her.