I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot

231 Give Her to Me

Sang Qianqian acted as if she did not hear anything and closed her eyes without answering.

“I’m not trying to save Ruan Cheng. I’m trying to save you.”

Xie Shi’an grabbed her hand tightly and said in a hurried voice, “The doctor will need time to check the source of the poison. It might be too late for you by the time he finds out!”

Sang Qianqian opened her eyes. Due to the pain, her eyes were a little blurry, but her lips were curved.

!!

She said, “Then I guess I don’t have time.”

Xie Shi’an looked at her, his hands trembling.

He wanted to ask again, but he did not dare to waste any more time. He carried Sang Qianqian and ran out of the door.

She was far more determined than he had thought. She was willing to give up her life for Shen Hanyu.

However, she was clearly under strict guard and had never come into contact with any outsiders alone. So where did this poison come from?

Xie Shi’an carried Sang Qianqian out of the living room and ran toward the car that was parked in the courtyard.

Before he could reach the car, the courtyard door was suddenly kicked open violently.

Countless armed police officers rushed in and took control of the men guarding the courtyard.

Along with the police officers, there was a cold figure that gave Xie Shi’an a shock.

He stopped in his tracks, his pupils contracting. “You’re not dead?”

This question obviously didn’t need an answer. Shen Hanyu’s eyes were fixed on Sang Qianqian, who was in his arms. “What happened to her?”

Xie Shi’an held Sang Qianqian’s hand tightly and subconsciously tightened his grip. “Poisoned.”

Shen Hanyu’s expression changed. “How did she get poisoned?”

“It was for you,”

Xie Shi’an’s voice was bitter. “She lied to Ruan Cheng and said that she would tell him about the people who have been attacking the Ruan family. She invited him to drink tea, but not only did she poison the tea, she also poisoned herself…”

Xie Shi’an could not continue. Shen Hanyu’s face turned pale as if he had been struck by a bolt of lightning.

He strode over to Xie Shi’an and said word by word, “Give her to me,”

Xie Shi’an didn’t want to give her to him, but the situation was out of his control. He could only watch helplessly as Shen Hanyu forcefully carried Sang Qianqian away.

“Shen Hanyu,”

Xie Shi’an’s voice was hoarse. “She refused to say what poison she used, but if we don’t figure this out, I’m afraid we won’t be able to save her in time. You’d better ask her again.”

Xie Shi’an was also a doctor. They were from different departments, but their medical theories were the same.

After a poisoned person was sent to the hospital, various examinations would need to be conducted to determine the source of the poison. Afterward, the doctor would be able to carry out the treatment easier.

However, with Sang Qianqian’s current condition, she might not be able to wait.

The car sped toward the hospital.

The sun outside was bright and warm. However, the air in the car was so cold that it seemed to freeze.

It was as if time had turned back to many years ago, back to the day when Sang Qianqian was injured and fell into Shen Hanyu’s arms, covered in blood.

The girl in his arms seemed to be in great pain. Her body unconsciously curled up into a bow, stiff and tight, as if it would break at any time. She gritted her teeth, but she still let out a light groan of pain.

Every word she said was like a knife stabbing into Shen Hanyu’s heart.

“Qianqian,” he called out her name. Every breath he took was accompanied by pain.

The deep and familiar voice that fell into her ears made Sang Qianqian open her eyes in a daze. The face that she had been thinking about all this time was still in front of her eyes.

Was it because of the strong pain that she was hallucinating again?

She looked at Shen Hanyu, not knowing whether to be surprised or happy.

“That poison, what is it? Can you tell me?” he asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, Sang Qianqian’s heart sank in disappointment from the initial joy.

She closed her eyes in discomfort and weakly replied, “Xie Shi’an, stop asking. I won’t tell you.”

“Qianqian, open your eyes and see who I am.”

“I’m not dead. I’m still alive,” Shen Hanyu said, trying to suppress his emotions.

Sang Qianqian’s eyes opened slightly. She stared at Shen Hanyu for a long time, and her eyes gradually brightened.

She raised her hand and her cold fingers slowly touched his eyebrows with a slight tremble.

The illusion didn’t disappear. She couldn’t believe it. Her eyes widened and she stared at him in a daze.

Shen Hanyu took her hand and kissed it.

His kiss was scorching hot, so hot that Sang Qianqian was dazed for a moment and mumbled, “Hanyu, is it really you?”

“It’s me, Qianqian. I was only injured from the explosion. I’m fine.”

His eyes were red, and his usual calm and rational mind had been completely crushed. He was almost incoherent. “I’m sorry. That night in the manor, I should’ve told you I was still alive…”

At that time, he had thought that he would be able to save her very soon. In order to ensure that the plan was foolproof, and also to not let Ruan Cheng notice anything strange.

Seeing her cry like that, he hardened his heart and did not say a word to her. If he had known that she would do what she did today, he would have taken her away that night.

Sang Qianqian took a while to process what she had just heard before she finally understood. Shen Hanyu wasn’t dead. If he was still alive, then there was no need for her to die.

She wanted to say something, but she felt uncomfortable all over. It was as if something was drilling into her head.

With all her strength, Sang Qianqian managed to say two words.

Shen Hanyu seemed to have said something, but his voice seemed to be floating in the clouds, and it was inaudible.

...

However, Sang Qianqian could feel her hand being held tightly by Shen Hanyu. It was as if an invisible force was pulling her consciousness down into the bottomless abyss.

In a daze, a few drops of coldness fell on her face.

Sang Qianqian tried her best to open her eyes, and she could vaguely see Shen Hanyu’s red eyes.

She felt an inexplicable pain in her heart and wanted to comfort him not to be sad, but her eyes suddenly turned black. The consciousness she had been holding on to finally stripped away.

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Lily of the valley.

If Sang Qianqian had not said those words at the last moment before she fainted, no matter how hard Xie Shi’an racked his brains, he wouldn’t have been able to figure out that the poison was from that plant.

In a corner of the small courtyard, there were indeed a few large clusters of fresh and elegant Lily-of-the-valleys.

These were a gift that Ruan Cheng had bought for his sister many years ago.

The leaves were long and green, and the flowers were white and small. The strings of flowers were like bells, pure and beautiful.

At first, there was only a small pot, and his sister had planted the flowers in a corner of the courtyard.

...

After several years, the flowers grew more and eventually developed into a few large clusters.

Very few people knew that this seemingly harmless and beautiful ornamental plant actually contained poison, and its juice contained highly-toxic contents.

Normally, a slight touch would not cause harm to people. However, if the poison accumulated to a certain amount, it could cause a person to have a headache, faint, and die of heart failure.

Ruan Cheng had sent so many people to watch over Sang Qianqian. Xie Shi’an didn’t expect them to overlook this.

The poison that had caused Ruan Cheng and Sang Qianqian to be poisoned was actually from the Lily-of-the-valleys that Ruan Cheng had personally bought in the past.

Xie Shi’an only felt that fate was strange and ironic.

Everything was ridiculous.

—

Half an hour ago.

The car that Sang Minglang was in was heading toward the airport.

They had not gone far when Sang Minglang suddenly spoke and instructed the driver in a deep voice, “Let me down at the intersection ahead.”