Chang Yunhuan was just an insignificant little bug. His death didn't stir a ripple in Sisi's heart; she just thought he had wasted his skills too much.
If he had worked steadily, with his Qing University diploma, how could he have no good prospects?
But he refused to endure hardships, insisted on taking shortcuts, and now he's ended up like this. It's the consequences of his own actions.
This is called "you reap what you sow!"
Cyanide is indeed terrifying when it takes effect; it kills instantly. But once the toxicity is removed, the recovery is rather quick. Plus, Sisi's body was naturally resilient to poisons, so after lying in bed for a week, she became lively again.
Her voice was still a bit hoarse, but Sisi felt it sounded even better this way—just like the voice of a female singer she liked from her past life, so magnetic.
