"Once he's anesthetized, you can take action. Even the strongest will be powerless, but the stronger the poison, the more potent the antidote, and you won't be able to bear it." Shen Yuzhe didn't dare risk her life.
This was the most balanced solution he could think of.
"Alright, let's go with this." Ye Ranran compromised.
"I'll first inject you with the antidote, and in a few days, inject the poison." Shen Yuzhe took a small box from under the table, inside was a glass bottle filled with a white liquid, similar in size to a vial of oral liquid.
He then opened a syringe and drew the liquid into it.
Ye Ranran rarely extended her hand voluntarily.
The needle pierced the skin, causing slight pain, and soon the small amount of liquid entered Ye Ranran's bloodstream.
"Aside from slight discomfort, there won't be any problems, right?"
