I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

He was using Sheng Zhongqi to lure Lin Boyuan out.

It would be best if it could be drawn out. If it couldn't be drawn out, then it would have to rely on the grand wedding between him and Yueyue.

The poison in Sheng Zhongqi's body was not enough to kill him, but it would make him worse than death, and he would be in pain on the edge of life and death every day and night.

Qi Yun helped Sheng Zhongqi to the car. After getting in the car, she said to Sheng Zhongqi: "We haven't gotten the antidote yet, so we're leaving like this. Then isn't the insult we received here today in vain?"

"Otherwise? Can you have the ability to ask them to hand over the antidote?"

Sheng Zhongqi's body had calmed down at this time, his pain had been reduced by most, and he was energetic when he spoke.

"I..." Qi Yun concluded. "Then what do you do now?"

"I'm just here to give it a try. If you have a chance, it's a chance. I just didn't expect...that Old Man Sheng actually knew about this."

"What's the matter?" Qi Yun asked.

Sheng Zhongqi turned around and glared at her coldly. Qi Yun was so frightened that she instinctively avoided his eyes.

When He Xiaoxiang told him and Sheng Zhongmin that their father was Sheng He. They also asked them to come to Binshi to join the Sheng family. When Sheng He would take good care of them, he had already thought that it was definitely not that simple.

How can a father live such a glorious life? But he abandoned his two children in the countryside and let the children's mother take care of them.

Even if the mother of the child could no longer get into the eyes of those in the upper class, he, Sheng He, was powerful, so he would secretly take care of his child.

But for so many years, Sheng He has never helped them. If He Xiaoxiang hadn't said that their father was Sheng He, both he and Sheng Zhongmin would have thought that their father had died long ago.

In order to determine how hard-hearted Sheng He was, when Sheng Zhongqi and Sheng Zhongmin were taken back to the Sheng family's old home by Sheng He, he secretly had a paternity test done between him and Sheng He.

The identification proved that they were not related by blood at all, but Sheng Zhongqi never told others. I kept this secret in my heart.

Just because he was worried that Sheng He wouldn't know that he and Sheng Zhongmin were not his biological flesh and blood.

Now it seems that he was overthinking everything, and the old guy knew it a long time ago. Bringing him and Sheng Zhongmin to Binshi was just to express He Xiaoxiang's dying instructions and to sympathize with and help them.

Now that they have spoken out, even the superficial relationship between father and son can no longer be maintained.

Thinking of this, Sheng Zhongqi bit his back molars and became so angry that his face turned red and his neck thickened.

The clenched fist hit the car seat hard.

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After taking the medicine sent by Sheng Zhongye, the evil mother-in-law gradually got better. Her cough was not as severe as before and she no longer coughed up blood.

She picked some herbs on the mountain and took them together. There were many medicines drying in the yard, and Fang Ling'er didn't recognize any of them.

But in order to help the weirdos share some of the burden, she would clean the herbs she picked.

There was a "bang" and the sound of something being knocked over came from inside the wooden house.

Fang Ling'er quickly put down the herbs in her hand and walked quickly into the wooden house.

Luo Zixuan fell to the ground, and there was a stool next to him pressing down on his legs.

"Why are you up?" Fang Ling'er quickly moved the chair that was pressing his legs. "Does it hurt from the fall?"

"..." Luo Zixuan said nothing. He lowered his head and stared at his legs angrily. He held the trouser leg of his left leg hard with both hands.

Ever since he woke up, he had been here for a week.

But he still couldn't use his left leg, and he had to rely on his right leg to walk.

He just tried it out without using his right leg. See if he can stand on his left foot, but he still overestimated himself.

He was shot twice in the leg, even if the bullet was removed. That's not something he can control.

"Get up..." Fang Linger helped him hard, but he kept sitting on the ground and had no intention of getting up.

She looked at his depressed and sad expression, and her heart on the left side of her chest throbbed hard inadvertently.

She was not a doctor, and she didn't know very well what condition his legs were in now.

But the weirdo was still asking her to give him decoctions for three meals.

She didn't know whether those decoctions could heal his legs or what specific effects they had.

"I'm sorry." She choked and apologized to him.

"Why are you saying sorry to me?" He looked up at her and asked.

"..." She was frightened by his eyes.

"Is my leg... already useless?" Luo Zixuan reached out and grabbed Fang Ling'er's arm and asked excitedly.

"No...no, how is that possible?" She shook her head in denial.

It won't be scrapped, right? That weirdo had already used wooden sticks to make protective braces for his legs right away.

The stent has now been removed, but it is still recovering.

"If it's not already useless, why are you apologizing to me?"

After he finished speaking, he put his hands on the ground and struggled to stand up.

The right leg can exert force, but the left leg has no strength at all.

He repeatedly used his left leg to exert force, over and over again, and in less than a minute, dense beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

Because the injury on his leg was so painful, his whole face turned red from the pain.

"Don't be like this, your legs are not useless, you just need a good rest.

Don't injure the nerves in your legs by moving around or forcefully. Then it will really...really..." There is really no way to save it.

"This leg must be broken. I can't use it. The pain is numb. If nothing happens, it can't be the same after so many days..."

Luo Zixuan no longer insisted on using his left leg, he used his right leg to stand up. Then he grabbed the crutch made of sticks on the ground.

"I'm going back to Bin City. I'll find out if I can be cured by going to the hospital."

Instead of drinking useless weed medicine here, delaying the best period of treating your legs. He should believe in science and return to a large hospital in the city as soon as possible.

"That weirdo's medical skills are very good. He should be able to cure your leg..."

"Do you know him? Do you know who he is? Do you believe in his ability that much?"

Luo Zixuan doesn't want to become a useless person, and more importantly, he is worried that he will become a useless person. It was even less likely that Fang Ling'er would like him anymore.

He was a strong, normal man, and she was unwilling to accept his feelings, let alone his current behavior.

"I..." She didn't know how to reply to him.

She didn't know why, but she always felt that the weirdo was a very powerful person. He is capable of healing Luo Zixuan's leg.

If it couldn't be cured, why would the weirdo prepare decoctions for him day after day?

Luo Zixuan ignored Fang Ling'er and rushed out of the wooden house with a wooden stick.

At the main entrance of the yard, the door was pushed open from the outside.