827 third brother is about to die1

"Oh," he smiled brilliantly, "you could stab second brother with a knife, so poisoning me to death seems normal. Besides, it was my own choice to drink it. However, when I'm gone, you must be very sad, extremely sad, preferably crying your eyes out…"

"I wouldn't be sad at all."

"Wife, my belly is starting to hurt," his smile froze on his face, "hurry, help me to the room."

"What for?"

He shamelessly kissed her on the face, "I said I wanted to be with you one last time before I die, would you agree?"

"Get lost!"

"My belly hurts, can't even move…" His whole body trembled in pain, but the corners of his mouth still held a rascally smile, "Wife, help me quickly. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't last much longer…"

She said, "Third brother, do you have an antidote?"

"I don't have any antidote, your poison is too cleverly concocted, I only knew it was poison, couldn't even tell the components apart," he said with a pale face, "I have a very important matter to attend to…"