ebookland Chapter 114 Poisoned Again, Jiao Jiao is Furious
Chapter 114 Poisoned Again, Jiao Jiao is Furious
But this cat is a panda's cat.
Sang Ling held the mirror and carefully examined herself in it; her panda eyes were truly eye-catching.
She rubbed it with her hands.
When Fu Zhirang returned after making a phone call to Jiang Xu, he saw the girl rubbing her dark circles with varying degrees of force and felt sorry for her, so he grabbed her hand.
"Don't rub it, it will hurt."
Gently rub the area where the little girl had rubbed red with your fingertips.
Fu Zhirang pursed his thin lips, his eyes revealing unconcealed worry.
"Baby, what did you eat for dinner?" Fu Zhirang asked softly.
Sang Ling thought for a moment and then recounted everything she had eaten that evening, all of which were very ordinary foods.
Fu Zhirang frowned slightly and asked again, "Have you touched anything strange?"
Jiang Xu said she looked like she had been poisoned, and asked him to find out if she had accidentally ingested anything.
Sang Ling thought for a moment and then shook her head.
She's so well-behaved, how could she possibly touch anything weird?
Fu Zhirang touched the dark circles under her eyes, his expression solemn and uneasy, a hint of worry appearing on his handsome face.
Unable to bear seeing Jiao Jiao looking so sad, Sang Ling took his hand, raised her soft, panda-like face, and gently comforted him, "Don't be afraid, I'm fine."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Upon seeing the bloodstains on the ground, only one thought flashed through Sang Ling's mind before she fainted.
Oh no, I was wrong. Something still needs to be done.
Sang Ling vomiting blood and fainting was a devastating blow to Fu Jiaojiao.
When Jiang Xu rushed over with a medical kit, the look in the other person's eyes as he held the little girl was so fierce that it seemed as if he wanted to kill gods and demons to accompany the person in his arms to their grave.
His aura was chillingly cold.
Although the other party was intimidating, he had been in the medical field for so many years and had seen all kinds of situations.
It's better than those eccentric old men who yell that if they can't be cured, they should be buried with them.
Fu Zhirang stood guard by the bedside, watching Jiang Xu examine the little girl. Although he didn't say a word, his powerful aura and fierceness made his presence impossible to ignore.
Jiang Xu carefully completed the inspection under his watchful gaze, and finally sighed.
Fu Zhirang's expression changed, and his sharp gaze shot towards him.
"You'd better think this through before you speak." The cold voice was full of threat.
Uncle Zhang quietly approached Jiang Xu from behind and cautiously asked, "Is Miss Sang beyond saving?"
Jiang Xu turned around with a puzzled look on his face.
"No."
"Then why are you sighing?"
"I'm just too tired, sigh."
The worker, who had been working three jobs in one day, sighed deeply again.
Jiang Xu, who had been listless, instantly perked up and flashed a professional smile when he met Fu Zhirang's murderous gaze.
"It has been preliminarily determined that Miss Sang has been poisoned."
Fu Zhirang looked at him with a gloomy expression. "The antidote."
Jiang Xu gave a bright smile. "No."
Seeing that the other party was about to draw his sword, Jiang Xu immediately said, "Her poison is a bit complicated, like both poison and Gu. Ordinary antidotes are useless. Although I can't cure it, someone else can."
"Who?"
“My master.” Jiang Xu proudly raised his chin.
You wouldn't believe it, but I also have a powerful backer.
Fu Zhirang's eyes turned cold, his voice low and icy, "Where is he?"
The tone was as if they were about to grab the person immediately.
"Ahem... My master has a rather special identity, and it will take some time to contact him. I can temporarily suppress the spread of the toxin with medicine." Jiang Xu lowered his chin and said softly.
Fu Zhirang's jaw tightened, his face grew increasingly grim, and a storm brewed in his eyes, which he forcefully suppressed after a few breaths.
Just ask him.
"Will she be in pain?"
Seeing the pain in the man's eyes, Jiang Xu paused for a moment, then shook his head. "No, this poison is colorless and odorless. Although it is highly toxic, it does not cause discomfort."
"Therefore, it is difficult for the poisoned person to realize that they have been poisoned. This kind of poison will only make people die silently."
At this point, Jiang Xu frowned.
The other party poisoned her to kill her.
After Jiang Xu administered the medicine to Sang Ling, she woke up quickly.
The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Jiao Jiao with red eyes, looking aggrieved and scared, which broke her heart.
She sat up abruptly, hugged Jiao Jiao's head, and gently soothed her in her arms, "It's okay, don't be afraid."
It's all her fault, why did she vomit blood? Look how scared Jiao Jiao is.
Fu Jiaojiao wrapped her arms around the little girl's waist, pulling her tightly into her embrace, burying her face in the crook of her neck. The joy of regaining her lost child did not suppress the fear in her heart.
His little girl is so good, why do people always want to harm her?
Where Sang Ling couldn't see, the man's eyes surged with a fierce aura, transforming into a dark light.
Fu Zhirang gently nuzzled the little girl's neck, then looked up with a tender smile, "Is anything bothering you?"
Sang Ling shook her head.
Fu Zhirang's expression darkened slightly, but he smiled faintly and coaxed gently, "Baby, are you sleepy?"
Seeing her nod, Fu Zhirang lowered his head and kissed her eyes, then held her close as if she were a precious treasure, gently patting her to sleep.
When Sang Ling woke up the next day, Jiao Jiao was still by her side, which was a rare treat.
Gazing at the other person's divine sleeping face, I was inadvertently captivated.
These eyes are beautiful, *kiss*.
This nose is beautiful too, *smack* give it another kiss.
These lips look so inviting, let's give them a couple more kisses!
Just as Sang Ling was pouting and kissing Fu Zhirang's lips, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the little girl who was secretly flirting with him with a smile.
His arms tightened around her waist, forcing her closer, his deep, shimmering eyes staring intently at her, a smile playing on his lips, his eyebrows curving upwards.
She's like a captivating little enchantress.
"Baby, are you satisfied with the kiss?" Fu Zhirang chuckled teasingly, his husky voice carrying the sensuality of someone just waking up.
Seeing that she had been caught stealing a kiss, Sang Ling kissed her again without hesitation.
Nodding her little head, she answered, "Satisfied."
Fu Zhirang laughed, a radiant laugh, then flipped over and pinned Sang Ling beneath him, grabbing her hand and interlocking their fingers, leaning closer with a gentle smile.
A sexy and alluring voice rang in my ears.
"It can make you even more satisfied."
As soon as she finished speaking, the other person's face magnified in Sang Ling's eyes, and then her lips were captured and gently sucked and rubbed.
A gentle conquest.
A soft, hoarse soothing voice came to my ear again.
"Sweetie, don't bite your lip."
"Baby is so good."
Sang Ling gradually succumbed to the gentle coaxing.
So much so that when she washed up later and saw her swollen lips in the mirror, she would get angry.
He kissed her, but then he bit her.
Outraged, she turned around and grabbed the person behind her, biting him on the face and leaving a ring of teeth marks.
Fu Zhirang, who was wringing out a towel, was caught off guard and bitten by the angry Sang Maomao.
He glanced down at the sulking little girl, but wasn't angry.
Gently wipe her face.
After wiping her face, I took her two soft, white little hands and helped her wash her hands.
Sang Ling looked up and saw the image in the mirror: a tall, handsome man holding her in his arms, his head slightly lowered, his expression serious and gentle.
The scene was heartwarming, but the dark circles under her eyes were a bit unsightly.
She pouted and looked up.
"Will I keep doing this from now on?"
How could she, with her ugly-cute appearance, be worthy of the ethereal beauty?