Qiao Youxia raised her lips and smiled faintly: "Then I will wait for the good news? Xia Jingjing, don't think about playing tricks, you can only be a death."

"I understand." Xia Jingjing's face turned gray.

I originally thought that there was this evidence that could contain Su Ziyin and make Qiao Youxia moved.

But she was wrong, completely wrong.

Xia Jingjing took a deep breath and said, "After I go to jail, you will give me the antidote, right?"

"Of course, otherwise what do I want you to die in prison in three months?"

"Okay." Xia Jingjing nodded and went out.

This time, I really fell...

...

A few days later, the Su family was severely sealed off under Xia Jingjing's report.

As mayor, this is an indelible black history and has been seized.

Xia Jingjing has been in jail and finally has a great pleasure.

But Qiao Youxia still couldn't let go because Bo Siyu's antidote had not yet been obtained.

Now, seven days have passed, and Bo Siyu's body is starting to get worse, coughing and bleeding from nose every day.

Qiao Youxia looked at him, unable to sleep all night...

Another night, Bo Siyu coughed constantly and had a high fever.

Qiao Youxia took a towel to take care of him with a worried look, her eyes were red.

Bo Siyu grabbed her hand, held her into his arms, coughed a few times, and said weakly: "Xia Xia, it's okay. Haven't we caught Su Ziyin in the whole city? She has no background and no money. She must not be able to run far. The antidote will appear in two days. Don't worry, I will be fine..."

Qiao Youxia looked at his weak look, tears fell down, and she choked and said, "I'm afraid she won't show up on purpose and wait for something to happen to you... Bo Siyu, if something happens to you, how can I live..."

Bo Siyu gently rubbed Qiao Youxia's head and said softly: "Don't worry, I won't have anything to do. I have confidence. Su Ziyin will definitely not last for a while, and she will definitely hand it over."

"What if I can't hand over it?" Qiao Youxia looked at Bo Siyu in confusion and said, "If you can't hand over it, will we leave it to fate?"

Bo Siyu pursed his lips and said nothing.

Qiao Youxia's tears fell down suddenly, hitting his chest, and said in a nearly collapsed state: "I don't want you to die, I don't want you to die, Bo Siyu, why did you have such a thing when we finally got together? I don't want to leave it to fate!"

Bo Siyu reached out to hug Qiao Youxia and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Xia Xia, it will be fine. I promise you that it will definitely get better, okay?"

What guarantee!

Qiao Youxia felt heartbreaking when she thought that he might not get better.

According to Su Ziyin's personality, he would definitely not give the antidote to Bo Siyu.

Now she is alone, without any worries, and will not be reserved for her doing things, just because she is afraid that she will jump over the wall if she is anxious.

When Qiao Youxia thought of this, she felt worried.

If something happened to Bo Siyu, what should she do...

Thinking of this, Qiao Youxia's tears became even more intense.

Bo Siyu hugged Qiao Youxia and said nothing.

To be honest, even he himself can't tell whether it will be better.

Because that's a virus...

Bo Siyu hugged Qiao Youxia and gently wiped her tears.

If time comes and he doesn't get better, he hopes she can live well.

...

On the street.
Chapter completed!