nashuaworldcup Chapter 209 Do you want to die sooner?
Chapter 209 Do you want to die sooner?
Regardless of Ye Jingke's reasons for asking her to treat Zhang Xiaohui, as his girlfriend, she should do everything in her power.
The Lu couple made an excuse to go home. Ye Jingke and the others arrived at the bedroom door, where they could hear intermittent coughing.
Liao Chengming pushed open the door and rushed over to pat Zhang Xiaohui on the back to help her catch her breath.
The Liao siblings massaged her shoulders and back and served her tea and water, while Ye Jingke and Cheng Ai entered the house hand in hand, one with a faint expression and the other looking around.
The bedroom is decorated in an extremely minimalist style, with a bed, bedside table, sofa, coffee table, dressing table, air conditioner, wardrobe, and bathroom, and nothing else.
Cheng Ai looked up at the ceiling, her delicate eyebrows furrowing. Just as she was about to say something, she was interrupted by a mocking voice, "As expected of someone raised in a humble family, she doesn't know a thing about manners."
Liao Chengming secretly squeezed Zhang Xiaohui's hand, signaling her not to go too far. The Liao siblings remained silent, acting as if they were watching a show.
Ye Jingke's face turned fierce, and he was about to explode in anger when Cheng Ai walked to the bedside.
She glanced down at Zhang Xiaohui, her smile arrogant and radiant. "What? Do I have to kneel down and kowtow twice before I come to treat your illness?"
Then he slowly bent down, face to face with the other person, and wickedly curled the corners of his lips, "Or are you worried that your illness will burden your family and want to die sooner?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.
Liao Chengming was quite nervous, while Cheng Ai looked serious and didn't seem to be talking nonsense.
Zhang Xiaohui gripped his hand tightly, as if afraid that she would bleed on the spot.
Even after years of being bedridden, she didn't want to die immediately. After all, she had two lovely children and a husband who loved her deeply, and it would be too much of a loss to leave this world.
Ye Jingke's angry expression made Liao Yunqing dare not speak out, but Liao Yunyan pushed Cheng Ai away directly, "You shameless illegitimate daughter, stay away from my mother, or don't blame me for having the bodyguards throw you out of the Liao family."
"In that case, I'm sorry I won't keep you company any longer." Cheng Ai turned and left without any hesitation.
Ye Jingke grabbed her arm and said guiltily, "Ai Ai, Mr. and Miss Liao will also be recording the fourth segment of 'Dare to Fight.' Because Mr. and Mrs. Liao have taken care of me many times, I promise you that I will do my best to treat Mrs. Liao. After tonight, I will have nothing to do with them anymore."
He briefly explained the whole story, and Cheng Ai was not angry at all; on the contrary, she was very happy.
Lu Hanmo knew he had wronged someone and would apologize immediately, but the Liao family was completely different.
They accept the positive effects of the amulet, yet they look down on everything—a real contradiction.
Ye Jingke would be taken advantage of sooner or later if he associated with such a person, so it's not a bad thing that he can sever ties now.
Seeing Cheng Ai compromise, Liao Yunyan sneered, "Laughable! I thought she was so tough, but she's just a paper tiger!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a sharp pain in her chest, and then she flew out like a kite with a broken string.
Liao Yunyan stared wide-eyed, clutched her head, and screamed in terror. In the end, she was bound upside down by a blue ribbon around her feet and hung from the stair railing.
Her face turned deathly pale with fright, and she was drenched in cold sweat, too afraid to move. "Help...help me...Mom, Dad, Big Brother...help me..."
Zhang Xiaohui was so anxious she almost fell off the bed. "Chengming, son, hurry and check if my precious baby is hurt!"
Liao Chengming was supporting her, so this task could only be given to Liao Yunqing.
The Liao family was in a flurry of activity, while the culprit, Cheng Ai, once again turned his attention to the center of the ceiling.
There was a faint bulge there, which you wouldn't notice if you weren't paying attention.
Ye Jingke followed her gaze and, after a brief observation, noticed something amiss. "Should we break it open?"
Cheng Ai gently shook her head, "Let's talk about it later."
The next second, Liao Yunqing returned, holding Liao Yunyan, who was dizzy.
Liao Chengming was heartbroken, while Zhang Xiaohui began to hurl insults.
Before she could even open her mouth, Cheng Ai tossed a talisman onto her shoulder. "This is a silence talisman to keep you quiet. From this moment on, if anyone dares to challenge my bottom line again, I will definitely send them to the Western Paradise!"
Zhang Xiaohui's pale lips opened and closed, but she couldn't make a sound.
Liao Yunqing stared intently at Ye Jingke, her eyes filled with accusation, while the latter stepped aside, preferring not to see her.
Liao Yunyan sobbed softly, feeling wronged, but didn't continue to cause trouble.
Seeing that everyone had quieted down, Cheng Ai smiled with satisfaction, put her four fingers together, closed her eyes, and chanted a spell.
In an instant, a Tai Chi-themed single-shoulder backpack was summoned.
She took out a candle and placed it on the coffee table. She glanced to the side, and Ye Jingke, receiving the instruction, quickly went over and lit it with a lighter.
Cheng Ai neatly arranged the calligraphy brush, essential oil, cinnabar, yellow paper, and acupuncture box, then turned to look at Zhang Xiaohui.
The other person had bruises around their eyes, a little redness and swelling on their face, slightly purple lips, and was vomiting, had headaches, and was confused, which were obvious signs of poisoning.
Liao Chengming loves Zhang Xiaohui very much and must have consulted many doctors to treat her, but her condition has worsened instead of improved. There must be something strange about this!
Ye Jingke picked up a teacup, mixed essential oil and cinnabar, and Cheng Ai dipped her brush in ink to draw a few talismans. "Uncle Liao, where is Auntie's medical record? I'd like to see it."
Liao Chengming placed a pillow under Zhang Xiaohui's back before hurriedly leaving.
When he returned, he was carrying a leather bag.
Cheng Ai was sterilizing the silver needles with fire when Ye Jingke took out the documents and unfolded them.
She craned her neck and skimmed through the lines, utterly astonished. "The symptoms clearly state 'mild poisoning,' why aren't you treating the symptoms correctly?"
Upon hearing this, Liao Chengming sighed deeply, his expression one of despair and helplessness. "Do you think I don't want to? I've consulted with all the famous doctors at home and abroad, and everyone says that Xiaohui is poisoned, but no one can explain the cause no matter how much they investigate. For the past four years, she has been relying on painkillers and tonics to prolong her life, but the effect is minimal."
"Night after night, the barrier." Cheng Ai tore off the silence talisman on Zhang Xiaohui's shoulder, grasped her left wrist, and inserted the silver needle into the Hegu acupoint between her thumb and forefinger.
Ye Jingke picked up two talismans from the coffee table and stuck them on the wall. In just a moment, a light blue light enveloped the entire bedroom.
At the same time, Zhang Xiaohui also showed signs of abnormality.
Her left arm slowly turned blackish-purple from bottom to top. Cheng Ai quickly took off her top and found that the blackish-purple color gradually spread to her collarbone and stopped at her heart.
"Don't look at what you shouldn't look at," Liao Yunqing turned her face away and studied the light shield pressed against the wall. Ye Jingke took out his phone, turned around and contacted Bai Jing, discussing the termination of the contract with Xunliao Beauty Salon via WeChat.
Liao Yunyan looked surprised, then lowered her head, her eyes darting around.
Looking at her dark chest, Zhang Xiaohui's eyes widened, her lips trembling, "Oh my god... what is this...?"
Liao Chengming sat on the bed, carefully wrapped his arms around her from behind, and looked up in shock, "What did you do to Xiaohui? Can she recover?"