Chapter 3449 Brother-in-Law

"Don't worry, I will definitely get your wish." Song Yan said, "But before that, I can't let her die. I want to torture her."

"I only give you three days. After three days, I will kill her!"

"I see."

"snort!"

The man put on his scarf and left.

Song Yan stood there, hesitated for a moment, then looked at Yun Dai's appearance, then reached out to lift her up and put her on the bed.

"Who is he?" Yun Dai asked in a low voice.

"Are you awake?" Song Yan said calmly, "He is my brother-in-law, Lu Yiping's younger brother. He failed to rescue my sister and escaped death, and his face was burned. These years have been very painful. Talk about it Hatred, he hates you a thousand times more than I do.”

Yun Dai was silent.

Song Yan poured a bowl of water and brought it to her mouth: "Drink it."

Yun Dai didn't eat or drink for two days. She was covered in wounds and had a fever. Her throat felt like it was on fire. She was in unspeakable pain.

She turned away slightly.

Drinking this water will only prolong the pain for one more minute.

In her current situation, she would just let it go and survive tomorrow.

Song Yan reached out to lift her head up and forced her to drink half a bowl of water.

Yun Dai coughed violently, her originally plump and clear face became pale and thin, and her long hair was disheveled.

"If you die like this, wouldn't it be an advantage for you." Song Yan let go of her, took out a porcelain bottle and threw it to her, "Medicine for treating trauma."

Yun Dai said: "You tortured me, but then gave me medicine?"

"Because I don't want you to die so quickly. I still have hundreds of torture methods that I haven't used on you yet. You must not die so quickly."

After saying this coldly, he left.

However, when he came back, he found that the bottle of medicine was still there, untouched at all.

The woman on the bed was lying in a daze, looking lifeless.

Song Yan reached out and touched her forehead, which was even hotter than before.

The whole face was burned red.

"It seems that you want to die too, and you don't even need to give you medicine?" Song Yan said coldly, "Don't you have a man whom you love very much? You also have a son and daughter. Why, you don't want to see them?"

Yun Dai opened her eyes and said in a weak voice: "Do I still have a chance to see them?"

"It's not your style to give up on yourself." Song Yan said calmly.

"It certainly doesn't look like it. But by tying my hands, do you want me to use my feet to apply medicine on myself?"

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, then remembered that her hands had been tied behind her back with hemp rope since she was captured two days ago.

He walked over, pulled her arm up, and tried to untie the rope for her. He found that the injury on her wrist had become ulcerated, red, and swollen by the hemp rope.

The rope sank deeply into the festering flesh, making one's scalp numb just by looking at it.

Song Yanyan frowned slightly, took out a knife and cut the hemp rope.

The hemp rope was already stuck in the flesh.

He pulled gently, and her body trembled slightly in pain.

But no sound was made.

"You're quite tolerant." Song Yan hesitated for a moment, then pulled off the rope forcefully. The rope also tore off some of her flesh.

Yun Dai finally couldn't help but let out a painful groan, and her whole body shivered in pain.

In her life, apart from giving birth, she had never experienced this level of physical pain.

"Does it hurt?" Song Yanzhi stared at her face and asked softly.

Yun Dai was speechless.

"What are your superficial wounds compared to the pain of my sister being burned alive?"