Because she knew Li Tianyao genuinely intended to use that method, to transfer the poison into his own body.
But if the poison remained in her, she would suffer for two hours at most.
Once it was in him, however, he would suffer for lifetime after lifetime!
It was such a simple comparison; anyone would know how to choose, yet he insisted on picking the wrong answer.
Li Tianyao gently caressed her cheek, "An Yan, do you believe me?"
An Yan stared into his eyes, reaching up to touch them, and removed his colored contacts.
His eyes had already turned a pale grey—unearthly and sinister.
"Do you think that if you have an episode, you won't feel the headache anymore?"
Li Tianyao gently kissed her lips, "Mm! After an episode, I can't feel the pain, so they can't do anything to me. Just work quickly, and you'll definitely develop the Antidote. When I'm better, give me the Antidote!"
That was the strategy he had devised to buy time.
