Fatal temptation

"Also... Amu, I think I misunderstood Jiang Yiran. He really doesn't know the effect of that medicine, or he subconsciously regards it as a medicine for neurasthenia."

"What's the meaning?"

"It means that he may also have been hypnotized. There was something wrong with the doctor who treated him abroad."

"What? How did you find out?"

"Today, he had a general examination and found that there was residual chlorpromazine in his stomach. We took it out for research and analyzed one of the substances that did not belong to this drug."

"What substance?"

"Probably a substance that can produce hallucinations. The dose is very small, but if it is taken continuously for a long time, it is very likely that the brain will flood with a large number of hallucinations, resulting in headaches, shock and other symptoms. In severe cases, it may die."

"..."

"That's what we call an overdose. The police end up drawing that conclusion and not thinking it was a murder."

"..." Cheng Simu sat silently on the bench for a long time, and finally hit the chair hard with her fist.

"Amu! Fortunately, I found it early now."

Yes, fortunately, I discovered it early, otherwise, wouldn't I have to experience the feeling of loss?

Why?Who is it?To be so pressing.

So many people have died, why not let them go?

As long as one step later... Cheng Simu thought that if he was one step later, he might only see the cold corpse of the person inside. don't let go...

"But, Amu, don't you think it's strange? Why did he startle the snake? Follow the original plan to let Jiang Yiran die slowly, isn't it all right? Unless..."

"He can't wait that long."

"You mean..."

"He must complete his revenge as soon as possible, so that he can torture the person he really wants to revenge."

"...Young Master Zhan?"

"Yes, but before that, everyone must die."

"Including you?"

"including me."

"...Crazy! Who the hell is this? What does it matter to you? Why do you want to kill them all instead of taking revenge on the one he should take revenge on?"

"Because he enjoys the thrill of crushing other people's psychological defenses inch by inch."

"He? Amu, do you have someone you suspect?"

"..." Cheng Simu thought of the man with a very low sense of presence at the dinner party, and the oil painting full of ominous atmosphere, and felt something flash in his mind.

"No, this 'he' was told by Yiran to me, he must know something..."

After Cheng Simu finished speaking in a low voice, she got up and planned to go to the ward to guard Jiang Yiran, but unexpectedly, a sharp pain hit him and made him sit back on the chair.

"What's wrong? Simu?" Gu Jiaoyang was taken aback, and quickly supported him.

Cheng Simu covered her abdomen with one hand, and put her other hand on Gu Jiaoyang's arm. She was so painful that she couldn't speak, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"What's wrong? Is it a stomachache?"

"..." Cheng Simu reluctantly nodded, unable to say a word.He remembered that he hardly ate anything at the banquet and drank some wine, even so he vomited up when he saw Zhou Yuanyuan's body.Later, when he heard the news that Jiang Yiran was critically ill, he was so anxious that he borrowed a car overnight and drove down the mountain.

It's no wonder that my stomach doesn't hurt after such a toss.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Gu Jiaoyang knew that he was really in pain, and hurriedly mixed him into another ward to hang the water.Unexpectedly, Cheng Simu squeezed out two words with all his strength, "Go...go..."

"This... okay." Gu Jiaoyang took his arm with one hand and his waist with the other, and brought him into Jiang Yiran's ward and placed him on the sofa.

"I'll ask someone to get you a bed later, you must hang the water immediately, and," Gu Jiaoyang looked at the blue shadow in Cheng Simu's eyes, "Amu, you should rest. Don't wait for someone to wake up, you He himself fell."

"...Okay, I have a clue." Cheng Simu looked at Jiang Yiran's pale and weak face on the hospital bed, and suddenly wanted to go over and touch it.

But considering my current physical condition, I still gave up.

Jiang Yiran was in a deep coma at this time, motionless, with a huge oxygen mask on his mouth and nose, if it wasn't for the white mist that was so faint that it was almost invisible, he might have thought he was dead.

In fact, Jiang Yiran's current situation is not much better than death, but no one knows.

He was in a terrible nightmare.

"Master, do you think I'm beautiful? I dressed it up especially for you." The woman in a red cheongsam sat in front of the mirror, tracing her slender eyebrows one by one.

"Shiren, why are you free to come here today?"

"Shiren, when will you marry me?"

"Renren, you...why don't you speak?" The woman finally turned her head, and the man in her memory was still so handsome and gentle, making her unconsciously tired of seeing his watery eyes.

But right now, he just looked at her quietly, and the smile suddenly disappeared from his peach blossom eyes.

That look... that look...

"Why do you look at me like that?"

"Why do you look at me like that..."

"Why do you look at me like that!!!—" The woman suddenly became hysterical.

Her face was unconsciously covered with tears.

With trembling hands, she caressed the man's cheek, and looked at him with increasingly fascinated eyes.The man let her caress him without moving, pursed his lips, and did not say a word.

"Mom, you're crazy again."

"Mom, I'm not from Jiang Shi."

"You are not from the time..."

"You are not from the time! Who are you?!"

"I'm Yiran, mom, I'm Yiran."

"Yi Ran...you are Yi Ran..."

Suddenly, the whole space gradually distorted, and the woman's face slowly blurred until it disappeared.The scene also changed suddenly, from a cramped hut to...

School playground, this is their high school playground bleachers.

"Zhan...Young Master Zhan...this is not good..."

"Hmph, if you're afraid, hide behind, I'll do it myself!"

"But Young Master Zhan, Zhao Yu has been with you for so long, and he hasn't made any serious mistakes. You..."

"It was his biggest mistake that Zhou Yuanyuan took a fancy to him!"

"Zhan... Young Master Zhan..."

"Stop talking nonsense. During the winter vacation, you proposed to go racing in Wushi Mountain, and then I will deal with him personally. Don't worry, I will arrange everything."

This... this... How could such a picture appear in my dream?This is not my own memory.

So whose is it... whose is it? !

"drop----"

"Shit! What's going on?" Gu Jiaoyang ran to the bed, staring at the equipment next to him, his face turned pale for a moment.