Marriage in crisis

Chapter 6 The chameleon around me

I saw that Zhao Mingzhen's expression was slightly startled, she twitched the corner of her mouth, quickly put the medicine bowl in her hand on the bedside table, and said with a kind smile, "Let me take a look!"

That smile was so gentle that it made my skin crawl.

I pointed to the painful area with my finger, "Right here!"

She touched it with her fingers and pressed it pretendingly, "Is it here? There's nothing there?"

I hissed, "It's right here, it hurts!"

"It's fine here!" She looked at other places with her hand, "Are there any other places that feel uncomfortable?"

She was diverting my attention.

I sat up straight, touched the painful area, looked at her and said, "It's strange, my head always feels like being pricked by a needle. It seems like it's always been like this lately!"

"There's nothing weird!... It must be neuralgia! Occasionally I'm clever and clever!" She explained to me with her own experience.

I cursed angrily in my mind, what the hell, I could feel the granular bumps on my fingertips, as well as a trace of blood just smeared on me, but she was stunned and said there was nothing strange. This was clearly bullying me because I couldn't see this. Position, stare and tell me lies.

I guess it couldn't be a needle here, because during this period I was always awakened by this kind of stinging pain, but I never woke up this time in the past.

For a long time, I looked thoughtful and said "oh".

Maybe she felt guilty, so she said to me, "Madam, drink the medicine first, and I'll go check on Xiaobao. He's playing downstairs by himself. I'm worried!"

After that, she turned around and walked out. I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This was the effect I wanted, otherwise she would definitely watch me drink the medicine before leaving.

From last night to now, I have not taken two meals of medicine. I clearly feel that my consciousness has become much clearer, my sleepiness is no longer so chaotic and greasy, my fatigue symptoms have also been alleviated a little, and even the frequency of my heartbeat has become normal.

It seems that I can no longer drink this medicine. I suspect that all my adverse reactions are related to this medicine.

I had to find a way to get the medicine tested as soon as possible. What was it she gave me to drink?

We still have to find out whether Deng Jiazhe knows what happened to me.

But now, what should I do with this bowl of medicine?

I looked up at the place where the surveillance camera was originally placed, and my intuition told me that I couldn't take it lightly. I still don't know why Zhao Mingzhen did this to me. How many conspiracies are hidden in this that I don't know about? There has to be a reason, right?

I have to find a more secure way to deal with the medicine. I can't just pour it on the blanket. This is not a good idea. Sooner or later it will show up.

Reeva stretched her waist out of the quilt and pushed into my arms. I had an idea, hugged her, stroked her a few times, and reached out to pick up the medicine bowl. As expected, Reeva was disgusted and rushed out to see. It seems that it is quite resistant to this bowl of medicine.

I put the medicine bowl back smoothly and deliberately dusted my clothes to give people the illusion that the medicine liquid was spilled on the clothes.

Then he got up and went to the bathroom, washed his face, wiped his face with a towel, walked to the bedside table, with his back to the monitoring position, quickly poured the medicine into the towel, and then made another motion of drinking the medicine.

I took the bowl and the towel for inhaling the concoction, walked back to the bathroom as if nothing had happened, washed the towel quickly, then calmly walked out of the room and went downstairs with the bowl in hand.

I looked calm and my heart was beating like thunder. I never thought that I would actually play Infernal Affairs in my own home.

At the stairs, I seemed to hear Deng Jiazhe's voice. I was startled, my nose felt sour, and I walked a few steps quickly unconsciously.

This is an instinctive expression of dependence on him. After all, he is the person closest to me in this family. For the past ten years, he has taken good care of me and doted on me. Anyone who knows us knows that he regards me as a treasure and loves me as much as his heart.

I really wanted to know if he knew when I was lying on the bed unconscious and being slaughtered.

The whispers of the men downstairs and Sambo's laughter made me almost burst into tears as I was helpless at this time.

I hurriedly walked down the stairs. When I raised my eyes, I was caught off guard by what I saw in front of me. I was shocked and stopped in place.

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