The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

In an instant, scarlet blood gushed out of Ming Ye's arm.

He was merciless. Su Wan was terrified as she stood aside and watched!

Was this man crazy?!

Why did he injure himself?

Su Wan felt a chill in her heart. Fine and dense particles appeared on his skin. She was stunned for a second and immediately wanted to snatch the knife from Ming Ye's hand.

"What are you doing?!"

"My blood is the antidote. As long as you drink it, you will be fine."

Ming Ye said this calmly. His expression was extremely indifferent, as if the blood did not flow from his body and he did not feel any pain at all!

When Ming Ye's low voice fell into her ears, Su Wan's almond-shaped eyes instantly widened!

This person really was a madman!

Otherwise, who would be so crazy to design such a poison that used human blood to detoxify it in the end?!

Su Wan swallowed hard. She stared at Ming Ye's cut arm and felt very uncomfortable.

"Then you want me to drink your blood directly?"

"What do you think?"

Ming Ye's gaze fell on Su Wan, and a trace of a sneer appeared on his well-defined face.

Hearing this answer, Su Wan had no choice but to lower her head and put her lips on Ming Ye's arm.

She swore by her personality that she was really not a vampire and definitely did not have the habit of drinking human blood.

Su Wan forced herself to suppress the discomfort in her heart. She carefully drank a few mouthfuls, and suddenly, a strong smell of rust seeped into her mouth.

What made Su Wan glad was that the smell of blood was not as strong as she had imagined.

There was a strange feeling coming from her arm. Ming Ye quietly looked at Su Wan. His throat moved up and down, and his jade eyes looked even more devilish.

Thinking that the woman in front of him was already married, Ming Ye had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

I wonder what the person who married her was like?

An uncontrollable interest meant danger. Ming Ye hated this feeling, so although he had not fully recovered from his injuries, he had already decided to leave as soon as possible.

It would be wise to withdraw from this kind of interest as soon as possible.

Ming Ye's expression was gloomy. He stared at Su Wan and reminded her coldly.

"Alright, that's enough."

Hearing Ming Ye's cold tone, Su Wan frowned slightly and quickly raised her head.

She really didn't know how she had angered this Buddha again.

But now that the poison had been cured, she finally didn't have to worry about her life being in the hands of others.

Great! She was finally free!

Su Wan couldn't help but laugh. Her pale lips were stained with some scarlet blood, making her look strange and beautiful.

Ming Ye looked at her face, and there was an unconcealed joy on his face.

Being stared at with such a cold gaze, Su Wan finally felt uncomfortable. She smiled embarrassedly and glanced at Ming Ye's wet right hand.

"Do you want me to bandage it for you?"

"No need. This kind of small wound will heal by itself soon."

He spoke casually, as if he was talking about the weather the next day. Su Wan was speechless in her heart.

Such a deep wound, how could it be called a small wound?!

Su Wan thought about it carefully. It made sense. A few days ago, this man had been shot in the back. Now, he was full of vigor and could run and jump. Compared to that, wasn't it just a small wound?!

Good heavens, this fellow was so strong that he did not seem human...

Su Wan swallowed her throat again. She felt that she could not communicate with an inhuman creature like Ming Ye!

Although Su Wan did not say anything, Ming Ye could still see deep shock and even fear in her eyes.

Ming Ye's eyes darkened. His voice was indifferent, and his cold and deep facial features were as handsome as a statue.

"Stretch out your right hand. I'll check it."

Su Wan was stunned when she heard that. She did not understand what he meant, but she still obediently stretched out her arm.

Ming Ye pulled up the sleeve on Su Wan's arm. Very quickly, a section of jade-like skin was revealed above the pitch-black wrist.

Su Wan usually "put on makeup" for herself. She only cared about the parts that others could see. As for the rest, she was too lazy to apply it.

Seeing such a strong black-and-white contrast, Ming Ye raised his head and glanced at Su Wan speechlessly.

Ming Ye didn't know what this woman used as her black powder. If one day her skin was destroyed, it would probably make her cry.

However, Ming Ye still didn't say a word. He just continued to push the sleeve back to Su Wan's elbow.

With just a glance, Ming Ye was shocked beyond words.

"How could this be?!"

Ming Ye muttered in a low voice, his expression was obviously filled with disbelief!

Why was there not a single dark green line on Su Wan's Elbow?!

Could it be that his blood had suddenly stopped working?!

Ming Ye's body trembled. He suddenly let go of Su Wan's sleeve, and his entire body fell into a strange silence!

No one spoke. In the narrow cabin, the atmosphere suddenly froze.

Su Wan was frightened by Ming Ye's appearance. She vaguely guessed from his expression that Ming Ye should be looking at her arm because of the detoxification...

However, his appearance clearly didn't seem like good news.

Could it be because she didn't succeed in detoxifying the poison?!

Oh God, it can't be!

Su Wan was frightened by her own guess. Her hand trembled, and she immediately looked at the man in front of her anxiously.

"Is my poison not cured?"

Su Wan was extremely nervous. She opened her beautiful eyes wide, hoping to hear the opposite answer.

However, Ming Ye did not speak. His thin lips pursed slightly, as if he was thinking about an extremely complicated matter.

Seeing his heavy expression, Su Wan immediately slid into an even darker abyss.

With just a thought, Su Wan felt that she had fallen from heaven to hell!

Since Ming Ye said that his blood was the antidote, why didn't it work on her?!

She still had a lot of things to do, and she still had someone she wanted to see. Was she going to wait for death to come like this?!

Su Wan's psychological defense was broken, and she fell heavily to the ground. Her entire expression was unfocused.

Panic, fear, and an indescribable sense of loss flashed across Su Wan's eyes.

She clenched her hands tightly and hesitated for a moment. In the end, she asked Ming Ye the most urgent question in her heart.

"If my poison isn't cured, how long can I live?"

Hearing Su Wan's question, Ming Ye finally broke free from his complicated thoughts. He glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. There was a strong sense of inquiry in his gaze.

He was sure that there was nothing wrong with his blood.

Then why didn't Su Wan show any symptoms of initial detoxification?

Then the answer could only be that Su Wan had never been poisoned from the beginning to the end.

Thinking of that possibility, Ming Ye stared at Su Wan thoughtfully, his expression getting gloomier and gloomier.

"Do you know about the Dragon's Blood?"

His answer was not what she asked for, which made Su Wan blink her eyes in confusion. She did not listen carefully, so she had to ask Ming Ye to repeat it again.

"What blood?"