Li Jason Si slept for a very long time. Max Fang didn't have a watch and couldn't see the sky outside in the enclosed space. He could only estimate by feeling that it was about two hours.
Max Fang was afraid that Li Jason Si would die in his sleep, and he couldn't sleep well even though he was leaning against the stone wall. After a few minutes, he reached out to touch Li Jason Si to make sure that his body was still warm, then he tilted his head and closed his eyes for a while.
At this point, Max Fang would rather Li Jason Si had a fever, even if he was crazy, than to reach out and touch him and find that his body was cold. He felt that he would definitely kneel down if he was left alone facing Li Jason Si's corpse for a night. With his fragile heart, he really didn't know what he would do.
He calculated the time in his mind, and felt that he had injected the antidote into Li Jason Si on time. Would the shelf life of the antidote be acceptable? In his sleep, Max Fang kept touching the lid of the medicine bottle with his palm, feeling uneasy. If it was a little off by a point, the person would die and a bottle of antidote would be wasted. Wouldn't that be a huge loss?
Halfway through his sleep, he had a dream. He dreamed that he touched Li Jason Si in the dark, and Li Jason Si's body was already cold. He was completely panicked. Another Li Jason Si leaned against the stone wall with his arms folded, and said sarcastically, "Look down yourself, idiot. Which bottle of medicine did you inject into me?" He looked down and saw that the medicine bottle with the hourglass carved on it was still full, while the medicine bottle with the skull carved on it was empty.
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