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Chapter 2414 Chapter 2419 He is dead

Zhao Mingting was holding her son and weeping uncontrollably. The child's face in her arms was as pale as paper, and his mouth opened and closed slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

"Son, what do you want to say, tell mother!" Zhao Mingting hugged her son tightly in her arms. The blood vessels on the child's pale skin could be seen clearly. No sound, only the breath left.

Seeing her son's condition getting worse and worse, Zhao Mingting burst into tears.

Xiao Changan has been watching silently, but at this moment, he suddenly spoke, in a calm voice: "He is dying."

"What! What did you say!?" Zhao Mingting suddenly raised her head, looking at the handsome young man from years ago.

Xiao Changan looked into Zhao Mingting's eyes, and repeated: "Your son, the poison has penetrated into the bone marrow, and it is hopeless."

Zhao Mingting froze for a moment, then suddenly yelled at Xiao Changan frantically: "No, you are talking nonsense, how could my son be hopeless!"

After that, Zhao Mingting no longer cared about the dignity of the royal family or face. Her only thought at this moment was to save her son.

Zhao Mingting crawled on her stomach, weeping bitterly, and begged Su Li: "My queen, it was all my fault before. I am not a thing. I shouldn't have harmed you and your child. Now my son is seriously ill. I beg you to please the Lin family. Come and save my son! As long as you promise to save my son, I will promise you anything, and I will repay you like a bull and a horse, and I will never complain!"

Su Li looked at Zhao Mingting and shook his head, then looked at Xiao Changan.

Xiao Changan looked at Zhao Mingting with the same gentle but calm expression, and said, "You don't need to invite my grandfather or uncle. I have been ill for a long time and became a good doctor, and I learned medical skills from my grandfather and uncle. My medical skills are no worse than those of my grandfather or uncle." .Your son is poisoned, I can tell at a glance that there is no cure."

Zhao Mingting's face turned pale in an instant.

Xiao Changan's health is not good, Zhao Mingting naturally knows better than anyone else, such a young man who grew up soaked in medicine jars, his grandfather's family has a long history of education, Xiao Changan has been immersed in it for many years, if he says his medical skills are not bad, then naturally he is not bad of.

Xiao Changan looked at Zhao Mingting, and sighed: "This poison...you wanted to inflict it on me. If you had ever had a half-hearted compassion for me in your heart, the poison you inflicted would not be so absolute, or it would be less poisonous. Niandu, your son will not be so poisoned to the bone marrow that there is no cure... You wanted to cut off my life, but you didn't expect to cut off the life of your own flesh and blood. This is probably the cycle of heaven and retribution Bar."

Xiao Changan's words completely shattered Zhao Mingting's last hope. She looked at her son who was getting weaker and weaker in her arms, and murmured, "It was me... I killed my son? It was really me who killed my only son. My flesh and blood. If I had had a little bit of kindness back then, and hadn't exterminated the enemy's children, then my son wouldn't have been poisoned..."

As if she had figured it out in a flash, pain and regret flooded in like a boundless tide, making Zhao Mingting tremble all over.

Just when her mind was in disarray, suddenly, the son in her arms spat out a mouthful of blood, and then her body twitched violently.

"Son, son!" Zhao Mingting yelled in fright.

The son in his arms only moved quickly a few times, then closed his eyes, leaned limply in Zhao Mingting's arms, and remained motionless.

Zhao Mingting's whole body was stiff, and she looked down at her son in her arms with a confused look on her face.

"he died……"

(End of this chapter)