C33 (1/2)

Jing Fu swallowed the medicine and his face finally looked better. Seeing Zhan Xiaolou busy for him, he did not know why, but a faint smile appeared on his face.

As soon as Zhan Xiaolou raised her head, she saw the look in Jing Jue's eyes. She was confused as to why he was looking at her like that.

”What's wrong?”

Zhan Xiaolou raised his head and quickly lowered it. When she opened her mouth, she was still focused on observing the needles on Jing Fu's body, carefully observing the changes in his body.

Jing Fu, who just swallowed the medicine, wanted to answer Zhan Xiaolou's question, but just as he was about to open his mouth, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

”I... ”Puff …”

Jing Tian wanted to say that he felt better, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of black blood. At this moment, Jing Hong, who heard that Jing Ning had been poisoned, finally came back.

”The Art of Thorn!”

Originally, Zhan Xiaolou was sitting on the side of Jing Fu's bed treating him. However, Jing Hong had pushed her away as soon as he had arrived. Fortunately, she reacted fast enough and was able to withdraw the acupuncture needles in the nick of time. (TL: Jing Hong's name means' '.'

”Jing Fu, how do you feel?”

Before Jing Honggang and his wife could be happy after successfully leaving, they heard from someone in the first floor that Jing Nu had been poisoned.

And this time, the poison was even more vicious than before. Jing Hong was worried about his safety, so when he arrived at the first building, he ran towards Jing Jue's yard. Who knew that the moment he arrived, he would see Jing Fu coughing up blood?

”Big brother, I'm fine. I feel much more comfortable instead.”

Upon hearing his words, Zhan XiaoLou snorted coldly and said: ”Of course I'm comfortable. I gave you acupuncture and medicine, but if you're still not well, then how can you be worthy of the medicine that I obtained with so much effort?”