805: C805 You Can't Die like This

C805 You Can't Die like This

0Bo Qian grabbed the glass bottle from the box and narrowed his eyes dangerously. He stared at the crystal clear medicine inside, and a cold smile spread across his face.

"Then I really have to thank you."

Bo Jinhua did not know what he meant. He pulled his lower lip and before he could say anything, Bo Qian put the glass bottle in his pocket.

He looked up and said, "I will take it. You can leave now."

For a moment, Bo Jinhua did not doubt that Bo Qian would make a move.

However, after the stormy waves, Bo Qian suddenly calmed down.

It was as if everything was just an illusion.

Bo Qian held the pot of medicine and smiled coldly, "What? Is there something else?"

... ""

Bo Jinhua withdrew his gaze and sighed. He looked at the mischievous junior in the eyes of his elders and tried to persuade him, "If you have a way, you should get rid of it completely. Otherwise, you won't be able to continue like this."

"Sometimes, you will also feel very uncomfortable enduring it. Don't suppress it anymore. After taking that medicine, you will feel much more relaxed. You are my heir, and I will never harm you. Didn't you already know this?"

Bo Qian remained calm and did not even bother to raise his eyebrows.

Bo Jinhua saw this and did not say much. After sighing, he said faintly, "Forget it. Take your medicine on time."

After saying that, he supported himself with the crutch, stood up, and slowly walked out.

The butler immediately walked over and supported him.

After the two of them left, Bo Qian let go of his hand. The bottle of medicine had already been cracked by him.

Bo Qian sat on the sofa and stared at the bottle of medicine. His face was so dark that it seemed like water would drip out of it.

His vision suddenly turned black.

He seemed to have returned to that small house. There was a strange glow around him.

He curled up on the ground, cold, as if there was something hot, sticky, and pungent... He recalled it for a long time before he remembered what it was. It was blood.

Bright red blood.

It seemed to be flowing from his body.

It also seemed like it belonged to someone else.

He couldn't tell at all.

Just as he was about to crush the glass, a hand reached over and pulled his finger away without any explanation. It took away the glass bottle that was about to be crushed and threw it on the table.

Bo Qian returned to his senses in disappointment and frustration. He looked at the person in front of him and breathed heavily. His face was also a little ugly.

"It's fine."

Mu Shinian held his hand tightly. "If you sink into those memories of the past, you will be completely finished."

"These medicines, regardless of whether they are life-saving or not, you cannot touch them. If you can restrain them, you cannot touch them. He did not have such good intentions. He might have tampered with the medicine."

"If I were your father, what would I do when you have lost control? For the sake of the Bo family's great cause and the so-called continuation of the incense offerings, I will do everything in my power to control you."

"As long as I can control you, I will pinch your soft spot. I am confident that I can make you listen to me and be my puppet. As long as you are addicted, no matter how strong your will is, It'll be under control too."1

"Bo Qian, no matter what happened in the past, you can't sink into the past. Do you know what I mean?"

The last few words, Mu Shinian almost bit out from the depths of her throat.

If she could, she would pull him out of the indescribable story of the past!

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