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Time passed minute by minute, and the Zen room was so quiet that only the faint breathing of Qiao Wanwan and the long exhalations of Monk Wu Liao could be heard.

After an unknown amount of time, Monk Wu Liao finally finished his practice. He let out a long sigh, and a look of fatigue appeared on his face.

"Monk, how is Chanchan?" Li Xiangyi asked impatiently.

"Amitabha." Monk Wu Liao clasped his hands together and said slowly, "I have used the golden needles of the Brahma technique to temporarily suppress the green tea poison in Qiao Shizhu's body, preventing it from spreading further."

"However, this is only a temporary solution and cannot completely eradicate the toxins. Donor Qiao needs to rest and recuperate for now. Only when her internal energy stabilizes can we proceed to the next step of treatment."

"When will she wake up?" Li Xiangyi's voice was filled with anxiety.

"Mr. Qiao has consumed too much of his internal energy and his vitality has been severely damaged. I'm afraid he will have to sleep for a while before waking up." Monk Wu Liao pondered for a moment and said,

"Donor Li, could you please tell me how Donor Qiao got poisoned?"

"The poison in this green tea is a strange one, colorless and tasteless. The victim will not feel any symptoms at first, but the poison will gradually erode the internal organs and eventually reach the brain, causing death or insanity."

"Donor Qiao is a skilled doctor. Logically, he shouldn't be easily poisoned."

Hearing Monk Wu Liao's question, Li Xiangyi's face turned pale instantly, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of pain and self-blame.

He lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Actually...actually, the person who was poisoned by the green tea was me."

"What?" Monk Wu Liao was shocked when he heard this, and his deep eyes were filled with disbelief.

He walked quickly to Li Xiangyi, grabbed his wrist and began to take his pulse.

After a moment, Monk Wu Liao let go of Li Xiangyi's hand, and a puzzled look appeared on his face.

"Strange, Master Li, your pulse is calm and strong, your internal energy is abundant, and... your hidden injuries have actually healed. How... how is this possible?"

Li Xiangyi smiled bitterly and said, "Master, you may not know that I was indeed poisoned by the green tea before, and the poison has penetrated into my bones. I will not live long. But...but last night..."

Monk Wu Liao looked at Li Xiangyi quietly, waiting for him to continue.

"Last night, when she gave birth to me...she used a method I didn't know about to transfer the toxins in my body to her own body." Li Xiangyi's voice choked, tears welling up in his eyes.

"She even sacrificed her own life to save me! What a bastard I am! Why didn't I notice her abnormality earlier? Why didn't I stop her?!"

Li Xiangyi beat his chest in pain, and tears finally burst out.

Monk Wu Liao looked at Li Xiangyi's painful expression and felt a surge of compassion in his heart.

He sighed and said, "Donor Li, you don't have to blame yourself too much."

"Donor Qiao has deep feelings for you. She was willing to sacrifice herself to save you. This was her choice. What you need to do now is to take good care of her and help her recover as soon as possible."

"But is there really no cure for the poison of green tea?" Li Xiangyi raised his head, his eyes filled with despair.

Monk Wu Liao was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "The poison of the green tea is extremely toxic, and there is absolutely no antidote."

"Then... then wouldn't Ranwan be..." Li Xiangyi's voice trembled. He didn't dare to imagine the consequences of losing Qiao Wanwan.

"Don't lose heart, Mr. Li," Monk Wu Liao consoled him. "When I was treating Ms. Qiao just now, I discovered that although we couldn't completely eradicate the green tea poison in her body, her internal energy seemed to be constantly fighting against the toxins, which is why she remained unconscious."

"This means that there may be some power in Qiao Shizhu's body that can restrain the poison of the green tea."

"With my intervention, I believe she will wake up soon. Then we can ask her how she detoxified herself. Perhaps we can find some clues from her."

Monk Wu Liao's words gave Li Xiangyi a glimmer of hope.

He held Qiao Wanwan's hand tightly, praying silently in his heart that she would wake up soon.

Time passed by little by little, and the Zen room was so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

Li Xiangyi stayed by Qiao Wanwan's side the entire time, never leaving her side. His eyes were always fixed on her face, afraid of missing the moment she woke up.

Finally, as Li Xiangyi expected, Qiao Wanchan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

"Banban! You're awake!" Li Xiangyi shouted excitedly, his voice full of surprise and excitement.

Qiao Wanwan's eyes were a little confused. She looked at Li Xiangyi and seemed not to have fully woken up yet.

"Xiangyi..." Qiao Wanwan's voice was weak and powerless, as if it would disappear at any time.

Li Xiangyi held her hand tightly, his voice choking with sobs as he spoke, "Wanwan, you transferred the poison to yourself in order to save me. Why are you so stupid?"

Qiao Wanwan's eyes gradually regained clarity. She looked at Li Xiangyi's face which was full of pain and self-blame, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

She smiled slightly and said, "Xiangyi, as long as you can survive, I am willing to do anything."

"But...but I would rather die than see you get hurt in the slightest!" Li Xiangyi's tears burst out again.

"Silly boy, what should I do if you die?" Qiao Wanwan gently stroked Li Xiangyi's cheek, her eyes full of tenderness.

"I won't let you die, and I won't let myself die either. We'll travel the world together and see all the beautiful sights."

"But, the green tea is poisonous..." Li Xiangyi's voice was full of worry.

"Xiangyi, please believe me." Qiao Wanwan's eyes were firm and bright. "I will definitely find a way to detoxify."

"Yes, I believe you! I believe you!" Li Xiangyi nodded repeatedly, tears blurring his vision.

"Donor Qiao, how do you feel?" At this time, the voice of Monk Wu Le sounded from the side.

"Thank you for your help, Master." Qiao Wanwan struggled to stand up and salute, but was held down by Li Xiangyi.

"Don't move, you need to rest well now." Li Xiangyi said.