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Shen Yun quickly grabbed a towel to wipe her sweat, while Aunt was unable to step forward, anxious. Yan Kongyue and Lin Lie originally wanted to ask if she needed a chair, but Yan Kongyue seemed to know what he was about to say and waved her hand dismissively.
"Yue, what happened to Sheng'er?" Lin Old Man finally spoke up. He had long tested various medicines on his own body, accumulating toxins over time. Naturally, he should have known he was poisoned; he just couldn't find a way to detoxify himself. Moreover, it seemed that his poison had been acting up quite frequently lately, Yan Kongyue added.
No wonder he refused to come after I called him several times. If I hadn't told him that Lin Qianshang was hospitalized, he would have made excuses. This child, at such an age, why doesn’t he communicate with his family? Thankfully, Yan Kongyue discovered it.
Hmm, I intentionally provoked him just to make him spit out that blood!
As seconds ticked by, the Lin family held their breath in silence, while Yan Kongyue leisurely toyed with her small wooden box.
Half an hour later.
"Alright, Aunt San, prepare hot water and gauze for me!"
"Coming!" The items were quickly prepared. Yan Kongyue soaked the gauze in hot water, wrung it out, and handed it to Lin Lang. "Fourth Brother, when I start the acupuncture, there will be bleeding from the needle holes. Use this gauze to wipe it clean."
"Got it!"
"You’d better wear gloves; his blood is toxic. If you have any cuts on your hands, I’ll have to save you too!"
"Understood!" The butler timely handed over the gloves.
Seeing Lin Lang put on the gloves, Yan Kongyue knelt in front of the sofa. "I’m going to start now!"
"Okay!" Lin Lang nodded.
Soon, under everyone's watchful eyes, Yan Kongyue began the acupuncture. With each needle inserted, dark red blood seeped from the needle holes, accompanied by a faint bitter taste.
Finally finishing with the last needle, Yan Kongyue sat down on the carpet. It wasn't exhaustion that made her feel weak; she was simply hungry.
Just as the butler was about to clean up the gauze on the floor, Shen Yun said, "Don’t collect it yet; let him see later. That brat—let’s see if he’s still so arrogant!"
Prepare some warm water; he will wake up soon! Yan Kongyue is thirsty too.
The butler was perceptive and brought over two cups of water. He poured a cup of warm water for Lin Sheng, while Yan Kongyue received honey water.
"Miss, I've made soup for you on the stove, but it's too hot. Here, have some honey water to sweeten your mouth."
"Thank you, Uncle Qian!" Yan Kongyue took the water and gulped it down.
Lin Sheng slowly opened his eyes and saw his family gathered around him. It reminded him that he had vomited blood due to that girl’s antics.
"I'm awake! What happened to me?"
"Silly child, you were poisoned! Why didn't you tell us?" Shen Yun scolded gently.
Lin Sheng wanted to ask how they knew, but before he could speak, he realized it must have been Yan Kongyue who revealed it.
"You! Why did you disclose my secret?"
"Come on, you were about to kick the bucket; are you still worried about your secret being leaked?" Yan Kongyue got up from the carpet.
"I'm hungry!"
"Yue Yue, go eat with Aunt while your brother cleans up after himself."
"Okay!" Yan Kongyue replied cheerfully.
"Lin Sheng, who taught you to treat your lifesaver like this?"
"Grandpa, I didn't mean to! Besides—"
"Besides what? You’re also studying medicine; check your own pulse before saying anything!"
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