Su Mingyu nodded. "I know."
Gu Ruoyun's face was very ugly, and her voice was also very hoarse: "Did you know that this Qingming would become even more severe with the number of times the poison had flared up?"
Su Mingyu grit her teeth, "I also know!"
After all, Qing Ming gave people the same feeling as the modern ice poison. It was extremely addictive, and it became more and more unbearable as time passed.
Fortunately, she had only been poisoned by Qing Ming She for a few days, so her withdrawal reaction wasn't too severe.
Su Mingyu reached out to hold Gu Ruoyun's hand: "Sit down, accompany me."
This was the first time in a long time that he had seen Su Mingyu reveal such a frail expression.
Gu Ruoyun's heart ached as she sat on the bedside and hugged Su Mingyu to her chest. Her pair of deep eyes were filled with apology: "I'm sorry, if it wasn't for me, Mei Qing, I wouldn't have treated you like this."