Chapter 194: The Antidote
Ning Xiyue spoke while keeping an eye on Comrade Ji’s expression. Seeing him look startled for just a second before returning to calm, with no anger in his eyes, she relaxed.
“What kind of drug did you use?” Comrade Ji asked after his teammates had left.
He really wasn’t angry. He knew Ning Xiyue had a sense of measure; the drug wouldn’t be lethal. Like the previous sedative she had used, it only caused unconsciousness—it wouldn’t kill.
“Hehe,” Ning Xiyue said with a slightly embarrassed smile, pulling itchy powder, a sperm-killing pill, and a handwritten formula with instructions from her pocket. “Since you’re here, I’ll hand these over to you. You help deliver them; these are what I’m supposed to submit this month.”
Indeed, Comrade Ji and Comrade Li from Yongchuan Commune were her contacts, so Ning Xiyue took this opportunity to give him the items.
These “good things” were essentially special drugs for coercion.
Ji Yanming held the drugs in his hands without immediately asking questions, instead looking at Ning Xiyue to hear her explanation of their effects.
“This month’s batch is all about poisons.”
Ning Xiyue smiled brightly. When it came to poisons, she was genuinely excited—more so than for life-saving antidotes.
“The powder in this jar I call ‘Heart-Scratching, Liver-Biting Itchy Powder.’ Once absorbed by the human body, it causes the sensation of full-body itchiness, though the actual itch originates from internal reactions, as if thousands of ants are gnawing from within.”
Ning Xiyue became more animated as she spoke.
“In other words, the person inhaling this powder will scratch endlessly without relief. The more they scratch, the worse it gets. Without an antidote, there’s no stopping the maddening itch—it’s unstoppable.”
“Did you make an antidote?”
Ning Xiyue gave Ji Yanming a mischievous smile: “An antidote? No need. A pile of cow dung will neutralize it. If one pile isn’t enough due to excess dosage, just add more piles until it’s done.”
“Pfft, that’s brilliant,” Ning Qingyuan said, fully impressed by his sister’s concoctions. Who else’s drug could have this effect? Even the antidote had to be disgusting—only his mischievous sister could come up with such a thing. Truly an amusing antidote.
Ji Yanming was also amazed by both the poison and the antidote. A fond smile appeared on his face.
He had never seen a girl so cute, her eyes sparkling like stars when talking about something she loved—twinkling right into his heart.
“What about the black pill?”
Both Ning Qingyuan and Ji Yanming were instantly curious about the final pill.
“Hahaha, this one is dangerous. You might regret asking me about it,” Ning Xiyue said.
This pill wasn’t exactly friendly for men.
This only made the two men more curious. Ji Yanming sniffed the sweet scent coming from the bottle but couldn’t associate it with a poison.
“Go on, tell us,” he urged.
“Well, let me explain. One of the powders used on that person just now came from this pill ground into powder. I call it the ‘Eunuch Pill, Cut Off the Lineage.’ After inhaling this powder, a man can forget about having sons or daughters to carry on his family line. The name is fitting, isn’t it?”
Ning Xiyue’s face bloomed into a grin as she winked at the two men.
Ning Qingyuan immediately pulled his hand back and stepped away from Comrade Ji. He wasn’t married yet.
Ji Yanming: …
Suddenly, he didn’t want the pill. Sweet-smelling poisons were indeed the deadliest. He hoped that just sniffing the scent earlier hadn’t harmed him.
He thought this to himself and even asked out loud—not out of fear, but to ensure his future wife could keep his body intact.
“Hahaha, don’t worry. It’s just in the bottle. I did warn you that you’d regret asking,” Ning Xiyue laughed, amused by their reactions. “But Comrade Ji, no need to worry. The fragrance is good for the body, but if ingested, it’s a problem. Inhaling the powder or eating it directly—then it’s over.”
Hearing this, Ji Yanming relaxed, smiling at Ning Xiyue. Yes, his body must be kept perfectly intact if entrusted to his future wife.
Ning Xiyue was struck by the warmth in his eyes. His sharp, handsome features were even more attractive when smiling.
He reminded her of the actor who played Erlang Shen in the “Lotus Lantern” series from her past life—so dashing when smiling.
“Comrade Ji, you have beautiful eyes; smile more often,” she said.
“Mm,” Ji Yanming said, ears tinged red, and returned her smile. Truly easy on the eyes!
Ning Xiyue admired him appreciatively.
Ning Qingyuan, ever vigilant, positioned himself between them to block the view, no longer afraid of the drugs. He grabbed the pills from Ji Yanming and waved them in front of Ning Xiyue to change the topic.
“Sis, does this one have an antidote?”
“No antidote. Once it’s taken, the sperm is completely destroyed—irreversible. I’m not a miracle worker.”
The potency of her sperm-killing pill was strong; one dose destroyed all sperm. Only a weakened version could act as a mild fertility-reducing drug, which could be restored later by improving sperm activity.
Thinking of this, Ning Xiyue’s eyes lit up. If she made an antidote for the mild version, it could also serve as a fertility enhancer.
Increasing sperm activity would improve quality, ensuring healthy offspring and avoiding birth defects. Truly killing two birds with one stone.
Ning Xiyue was thrilled.
She had to make the antidote for the weakened version—it was a valuable item. In the future, she could even use it for her husband somewhere unknown.
