Reincarnation: My Possessive Beast Husband Chapter 179 - 179 180 You are mine

Chapter 179: Chapter 180: You are mine Chapter 179: Chapter 180: You are mine “You’re extracting the poison for , you’ll get poisoned yourself…” Chu Yuxiao no longer stopped her.

His eyes complexly fixed on her, he said in a low voice.

Su Yan spat out the poisoned blood from her mouth, lifted her little face with a smile, and said, “Don’t worry, I am a doctor, I know what I’m doing.”

Really?

Did she truly understand the stakes?

Chu Yuxiao knew, her words were to comfort him.

He also knew, even a touch of Ten-step Powder’s poison would subject one to severe poisoning.

Looking at her lips, black and purple, Chu Yuxiao felt a warm current glide through the depths of his heart…

Ever since his parents left, warmth was sothing his heart could no longer grasp.

Twenty years had passed, and that sensation had returned once more.

“What if the poison takes effect and you die?” Chu Yuxiao asked again.

Su Yan continued to bend over and suck out the poison, sparing a mont to respond to him,

“Then you should burn more paper money, and just visiting once a year during Qingming will be enough.”

“Is that really how you see it?” he found it sowhat unbelievable.

From her tone and deanor, there was absolutely no hint of sorrow at the prospect of death.

“If Heaven wants to die, nobody can stop it, so I might as well face it head-on.”

Su Yan felt darkness creeping into her vision, yet she still clenched her teeth and continued the extraction.

Finally, the last spit of blood was no longer black, but a fresh red.

Su Yan smiled with relief, her eyes turned black, and she could hold on no longer and collapsed.

Chu Yuxiao caught her in ti, pulling her tightly into his embrace and smiling at her face, “Even if Heaven wants you dead, I can stop it. You belong to , and without my permission, no one can take you away…”

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Su Yan had been in a deep slumber for a long ti before awakening, and upon opening her eyes, she found she hadn’t died and was lying in Chu Yuxiao’s bedroom.

Her eyes moved and saw Chu Yuxiao sitting by the desk near the window, holding a scroll in one hand and a teacup in the other.

His gaze intently fell upon the book, with his right hand raising the teacup, occasionally taking a sip.

His deanor and movents were graceful, Su Yan simply stared at him, lost in a trance.