Chapter 6: Negotiation

• Juliana's soft lips moved as she spoke, like a feather gently brushing Benson's lips.
• That gentle tickle spread from his lips all the way to his heart.
• Benson was distracted.
• At that very moment, Juliana struck him hard with her knee.
• "Ouch!"
• As soon as Benson's crotch was hit, his face turned pale, his hand strangling Juliana loosened, and he bent over in pain.
• "Juliana!" shouted Benson, covering his crotch and gritting his teeth.
• He had never been defeated by anyone before, let alone by a woman.
• But today, he had already lost to her twice!
• Juliana was already sitting on the sofa, playing with the fork in her hand, raising her eyes to look at him blandly: "I'm the only one who can give you the cure for the poison. Are you sure you want to kill me?"
• She had brought this fork up with her after dinner to defend herself.
• Benson looked at her coldly: "This is how you detoxify me?"
• Juliana glanced down at Benson's hand covering his crotch.
• It showed how hard she had hit him just now.
• Juliana: "You can be a little more pure-minded. The poison I'm talking about is not the aphrodisiac, but the neurotoxin in your body."
• Old Mr. Leach had not put aphrodisiacs in Benson's food.
• Benson stood up straight despite the pain and looked at Juliana with dark eyes coldly.
• Juliana, not afraid of him, looked up and met his eyes: "Your mania, insomnia, and dreaminess come from the neurotoxins in your body."
• "You'll die within a year if your poison is not detoxified."
• Benson stepped forward and stood in front of Juliana, his tall figure looming over her like a small mountain.
• He looked down at her coldly: "You're not Juliana!"
• Everyone said that Benson was a crazy and violent person since he was twelve years old. And the doctor concluded that he would not live to be twenty-eight years old.
• But others did not know that Benson had difficulty falling asleep and that he had nightmares once he fell asleep.
• It could only be controlled with medication, but the more medication was used, the worse the effect was.
• Benson's health was getting worse and he had not slept for three days this time.
• Therefore, it was strange for Juliana to know that he did not sleep but dreamed a lot.
• Juliana raised her eyes to look at him: "Does it matter? It only matters that I can detoxify you, doesn't it?"
• Benson did not say anything but only looked at her coldly. His sharp eyes seemed to see her through.
• Juliana did not avert her gaze but calmly met his eyes.
• Her slanted eyes were pretty and were as bright as the stars in the dim light.
• Benson couldn't help but believe her because of her frankness.
• But still, he questioned her, "My family has found the world's best doctors for me, but none of them can cure me. Can you, a young lady who has neither learning nor skill, do that?"
• Juliana looked up at him, "You're assuming I can't without trying?"
• Benson: "How?"
• Juliana said softly: "I need some medicinal materials and silver needles. I will make you sleep well without dreaming, how about it?"
• Benson stared coldly at Juliana and finally nodded his head after a while: "Okay."
• There was something about her that made him trust her.
• Juliana: "I need cortex albizia, jujube seeds, polygala root..."
• Benson wrote down the medicines she needed as she read them out and Benson's face darkened when she got to the last one.
• He looked at her coldly: "Deer pizzles?"