Su Qiao Seeing that he didn't say a word, he understood.
"So it seems that you know it?"
After hesitating for a long time, Zhao Jingting rubbed his forehead helplessly and said, "It will still happen from time to time even if you don't drink. It has nothing to do with drinking."
Of course, when you drink, you change more frequently.
If you don't drink too much, you will stay awake longer.
"It will be like that anyway, what does it matter whether you eat or not?" Zhao Jingting muttered in a low voice.
Su Qiao was so close that I could hear it with my sharp ears.
She looked serious Underground Passage: "Of course it does matter."
"What is your identity? What is this place, and who are the people around you? Don't you know?"
"Do you know that once your identity is really exposed, you will be cut into pieces by those people outside?"
"And that Li Bingyi, he hates your Zhao family so much. The emperor killed his father and killed dozens of members of his family. He wants to eat your flesh and drink your blood."
"Think about it, if you fall into his hands, will you still have a way to live? Not to mention a way to live, I guess I won't let you die easily, I will torture you in all kinds of ways before I let you die."
Zhao Jingting's eyes were stunned. "You... how do you know my identity?"
Except for Temple Master and Uncle Ya around him, not even the Daoist priests in Taoist Temple know his true identity.
He and Uncle Ya have been in this team for so many days, and they have never mentioned this matter.
She shouldn't know.
"Don't worry about how I know it. What you have to do now is to stay awake as much as possible and don't let other identities take away your subjective consciousness."
What do doctors fear most? It's because the patient doesn't cooperate during treatment.
Right now, Su Qiao is encountering such a situation.
She was thinking of various ways to keep him awake as much as possible, so as to slowly cure his illness.
As a result, they did not want to cure the disease at all, but allowed the disease to continue to develop just for the sake of talking.
Zhao Jingting was silent for a while, and looked at her with his dark eyes. "Aren't you... afraid?"
In fact, he wanted to ask her this question when he first woke up by the river.
However, he was really embarrassed to face her at that time, so he ran away timidly.
Su Qiao gave him a sideways look and said to Underground Passage, "What am I afraid of? You can't beat me."
"I will find a way to cure your illness. When the time is right, we will leave here."
Using medicine to treat brain damage, coupled with hypnosis, and 444 helping him seal off part of his memory, Su Qiao is 80% sure that he can return to normal.
However, this place is not the best place for treatment.
Moreover, the prescription that Su Qiao figured out still lacks many medicinal materials.
"It can't be cured."
Zhao Jingting shook his head slowly, his eyes calm and unruffled, as if he had already accepted this fact.
"Whether you die or not, it doesn't matter."
Anyway, he has lived for so many years and has lived enough.
The most important thing is that there is no meaning in living. After so many years of confusion, no one except Uncle Ya and the deceased Temple Master cared about his life or death.
In fact, he sometimes felt that it would be better to die early, so as not to drag Uncle Ya down and cause him trouble.
Seeing the man's lifeless eyes like an old man in his 60s, Su Qiao felt a little distressed.
"Don't talk about immortality. There is no disease that I can't cure. I am a miracle doctor. Do you understand?"
"Also, we are just a grasshopper on the same rope now. In the eyes of outsiders, I am your wife. Don't expose your identity casually and implicate me."