The villain is ruthless

Chapter 243 The Stunning Oiran ([-])

"How are you?" Jiang Zhu's heart tightened suddenly when he saw his crooked appearance. Without thinking, he picked him up, stuffed him into the carriage, and hurried the coachman to the hospital.

"My heart hurts..." Mr. Mi leaned in her arms, pulled her skirt, and murmured: "Poison... That old man poisoned me..."

The old man... Jiang Zhu thought of the bustard in an instant, and resentment immediately rose in his heart.

She said that Mr. Mi didn't look like a person from Luoshen Tower, and when he came down from the second floor that day, he didn't see any thoughts about being an oiran.

"Don't be afraid," Jiang Zhu patted his back lightly, and wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, "Go to the doctor in a while, and you will be fine."

"En." Young Master Mi was extremely exhausted, leaning his head on her heart, and fell asleep silently.

Resisting the urge to wake him up, Jiang Zhu kept sensing his breathing along the way, and found that his breathing was very shallow, and his heart was extremely complicated.

Thinking about it, the bustard gave him a lot of poison, otherwise it wouldn't make him feel so uncomfortable.

Thinking that after he lost his memory, the bustard took the opportunity to take him to Luoshen Tower and kept him under control with poison, Jiang Zhu felt angry.

When the bustard saw her mentioning this, his heart fell to the bottom of the valley. He didn't expect that Mr. Mi would climb such a strange tree in Jiangzhu, and he was so frightened that his soul almost lost his mind. He told me where the antidote was put, "It's on the wall... behind that painting... in the dark space."

"This... What's going on here, I don't know." He endured the cold sweat on his forehead, not daring to look at Jiang Zhu, "Er Miss should not have found my head, maybe it was Mr. Mi who ate it." Something went wrong, and that’s why I contracted the disease.”

Bustard looked at Jiang Zhu as if he were looking at a devil. He was not a human at all, but a monster.

The doctor's face was very ugly after the diagnosis, and he said that Mr. Mi's poison is highly poisonous, and the toxicity is complicated, and the antidote can't be prepared for a while. If you want the antidote, the fastest way is to go to the poisoner. people.

The bustard's eyes froze for a moment. He naturally knew about this, but he didn't take it to heart. After all, he firmly controlled Mr. Mi, and he wasn't worried that he would disobey him.

The window is open.

"Give him medicine to replenish his body first."

Carrying her back to the yard, the servants who came and went looked at her furtively, and seeing Mr. Mi, who was flushed in her arms, turned his back and smiled knowingly.

The bustard kept calling the guests who came and went, and his mouth was dry.

"He should have a good life in the Prime Minister's Mansion," the bustard complimented tremblingly, "Second Miss, you cherish her so much, and you won't let him be wronged."

"Lock the door and turn around."

"Where are you going?" The girl stopped him unhurriedly, "Are you so scared when you see me?"

The bustard's face turned pale in an instant. Today is not the time for Mr. Mi to be poisoned, but he was born with the poison, and Jiang Zhu knew it. This is to kill him.

"Mr. Mi was taken to the prime minister's residence by me, do you know?"

The visitor didn't answer him, a cup of tea was placed in front of him, and his slender and beautiful fingertips were caressing the cup slowly, extremely silent.

At night, Luoshenlou's business is just right.

Before he finished speaking, one of his hands was broken directly, and the pain directly made him open his mouth to scream, but his throat was blocked before his voice came out.

"Who is it?" The bustard's heart skipped a beat, "What are you doing in my room?"

After detoxification, it is necessary to keep healthy, otherwise it will leave the root of the disease.

He thought to himself that Jiang Zhu had become enlightened, and finally understood the beauty of men.

When she arrived at the clinic, she called in the most powerful doctor there to give Mr. Mi a diagnosis.

After entering the yard, Jiang Zhu asked Bitao to boil the medicine for the night, then changed into black clothes and left the prime minister's mansion at night.

The most important point is that Mr. Mi has been seriously injured and lost his vitality, and he has not recovered yet. He must find an antidote as soon as possible, otherwise the poison will enter the lungs, and even the Immortal Da Luo will not be able to save him.

Jiang Zhu: "..." The loss is too great.

The bustard looked up along that hand, and when he saw that familiar face, something popped into his mind instantly, and a bad premonition arose in his heart, and he turned his head and was about to run out the door!

The bustard walked towards her in horror, seeing her delicate and beautiful appearance, he didn't feel surprised at all, but felt scared, and the corners of his mouth kept trembling, "You...what do you want to do?"

"Come to my side," Jiang Zhu said. It was also the first time for Jiang Zhu to use the accumulated heroine halo to control people. She found it a bit novel, "I want to ask you something interesting."

Jiang Zhu: "..." was seriously injured... Could it be that Mr. Mi is still a mysterious young hero?

Such a pampered hand.

After seeing off the last group of departing guests, he returned to the room to rest with a smile on his face. As soon as he entered the room, he felt something was wrong.

Because of his sufferings in his early years, his body fell to the root of his illness and he couldn't get wind, so the windows were always closed.

"Where is the antidote?" Jiang Zhu saw that he was sweating profusely from fright, and his face was pale. He felt rather bored in his heart, and said impatiently, "Don't make me ask a second time."

She did not disclose the matter of Mr. Mi's poisoning, but smeared some crimson rouge on Mr. Mi's face and neck, creating the illusion that he had fallen asleep because of something bad.

"He vomited blood today." Jiang Zhu said slowly, "No one knows the reason better than the bustard."

"Where did you meet Mr. Mi?"

The bustard bolted the door like a puppet, then turned around, and when he saw Jiang Zhu's face, he felt unprecedented panic in his heart, "What did you do to me?" Why couldn't he control his body?

Jiang Zhu didn't embarrass the doctor, and directly boiled a bowl of medicine in the medical hall and fed it to Mr. Mi, and then took the people back to the Prime Minister's mansion.

Hearing this sentence, the bustard knew that Jiang Zhu knew what he was hiding, and he felt angry, "Did he tell you?"

Jiang Zhu opened the secret compartment, looked at the poison that was put together with the antidote, and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"He won't be wronged," Jiang Zhu played with the teacup in his hand, "but he has suffered a lot of wronged with the bustard."

An invisible force controlled the bustard's movements, as if there were hands pinching his nerves, so that he could only be manipulated at will like a rag doll.

"You'd better think it through."

His face became tense in an instant, his first reaction was that a newcomer who was not polite entered his room, and he was about to call him out to reprimand him, but he saw a black figure sitting on a chair.

The bustard's body froze, "This..."

"Exotic land?" Jiang Zhu stared at him, "Where is the foreign land? When I met him, what was so strange?"

The bustard was so helpless when she asked her, so he had no choice but to tell the story of how he met Mr. Mi.

"It was near a Zhuangzi in the foreign land, and before he arrived in the foreign land, Mr. Mi was covered in wounds, as if he was being chased and killed. I happened to have poison at that time, and it happened to be used by him..."

(End of this chapter)