Chapter 469 Strange Symptoms

Li Simin: "..."

Some were curious about Shen Luojia's thoughts: "Why?"

Shen Luojia got angry again: "They lied to me. They didn't tell me that Grandma died, and they made me do things I didn't like. I'm going to beat them half to death."

Li Simin quickly patted her back: "Yes, yes, they really did make a mistake, and it's only right that they were beaten half to death. But they're already in a terrible state, don't you think?"

Shen Luojia turned her head and looked at Shen Yuzhi, who was sitting on the ground crying. A piece of her scalp was torn off and bleeding, and a piece of her mouth was also torn off, making her look bloody and ugly.

Her face was covered with countless scratches from her rough handling.

She was a very, very ugly monster.

Shen Qingping wasn't in much better shape; his face was covered in blood, and he lay on the ground motionless like a dead man.

Li Simin continued to coax Shen Luojia: "They've already learned their lesson enough today. If you're still unhappy after they've recovered, you can beat them again. If you kill someone in one go, who will you blame later?"

Shen Luojia nodded seriously, feeling that what Li Simin said made a lot of sense.

He is indeed very smart!

Shen Qingping, who was pretending to be dead, was so scared that he almost wet his pants. These were actually Li Simin's words!

It's astonishing that a refined and cultured intellectual could utter such words.

Liu Li was even more stunned. Holding Shen Yuzhi, she looked at Li Simin in disbelief: "You...you've gone too far. It wasn't us who killed her grandmother."

Li Simin looked down at Liu Li, her voice cold: "Then why did you hide the news of Grandma's death from Luo Jia? Why couldn't she even see Grandma one last time?"

Liu Li couldn't speak, and Shen Yuzhi's wailing was too loud.

The chaos and noise made Shen Luojia dissatisfied again.

Clenching his fists, he turned and glared at Shen Yuzhi.

Li Simin quickly pulled her aside: "Let's go outside first, we'll talk about it outside."

Jiang Zhizhi also felt that she should leave as soon as possible to prevent Shen Luojia from being influenced by the environment and falling into sadness, making it difficult for her to calm down.

After leaving the Shen family, Song Wanying felt sorry for Shen Luojia and wanted to go over and take her arm to comfort her, but Shen Luojia refused.

She held Li Simin's arm tightly with both hands, her face expressionless, as if she were in a state of emotional numbness.

Song Wanying looked at Jiang Zhizhi nervously, somewhat at a loss: "Is Luo Jia alright?"

Jiang Zhizhi shook her head: "We'll talk to her slowly when we get back. She's caught up in her own emotions right now and can't accept that she'll never see her grandmother again."

Jiang Zhenhua originally wanted Shen Luojia to go home with them, but seeing Shen Luojia's mood, he didn't dare to say it.

They had no choice but to go back to the compound with Jiang Zhizhi and the others.

When Shang Shiying saw Li Simin return with Shen Luojia, who looked like she had lost her soul, she knew the outcome was not good. She didn't dare to ask any more questions and quickly invited everyone inside to sit down.

...

By evening, Shen Luojia had developed a fever, becoming delirious and unable to open her eyes, constantly murmuring and calling for her grandmother.

Jiang Zhizhi gave him several acupuncture treatments, but there was no improvement.

Even in her dazed state, Shen Luojia kept clutching Li Simin's clothes, refusing to let go.

Li Simin sat by the bed, holding a warm towel and wiping her neck and palms repeatedly, trying to help lower her temperature.

Song Wanying and Shang Shiying were extremely anxious: "Zhizhi, what happened to Luojia? Is she alright?"

Jiang Zhizhi shook her head: "It's nothing. She just doesn't know how to express herself. She had a lot of anger inside, and the anger got to her head, causing her to have a fever. She'll be fine by tonight."

Song Wanying shed tears of heartache: "The child has really suffered."

Jiang Zhizhi sighed. Her grandmother's passing was a huge blow to Shen Luojia. After all, her grandmother had provided her with a warm little world for so many years, allowing her to live a carefree life.

I simply cannot accept the fact that I will never see my grandmother again.

Jiang Zhizhi wasn't sure when Shen Luojia's fever would break, so she asked Fang Hua to take the two children back first.

...

Even at midnight, Shen Luojia showed no signs of her fever subsiding and kept babbling incoherently, mostly calling for her grandmother.

Her face was flushed red, and her lips were pale and dry.

Jiang Zhizhi asked Li Simin to use a cotton swab dipped in water to moisten her lips.

Then they gave Shen Luojia a few more acupuncture treatments. If the fever didn't break, they would prepare a stronger herbal decoction for her tomorrow and force-feed it to her.

Half an hour after the acupuncture treatment, Shen Luojia started sweating, and her temperature gradually decreased.

His breathing also changed from rapid to even.

When Jiang Zhizhi took her pulse again, she discovered a very strange phenomenon.

Just now, when Shen Luojia had a fever, her pulse was actually quite normal, without the weak pulse characteristic of poisoning.

Now that her fever has subsided, a weak pulse has reappeared, accompanied by a strong one, because she is young and has a very good constitution.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Shen Luojia's fever had subsided.

Jiang Zhizhi confirmed that Shen Luojia was alright before letting Jiang Zhenhua and Song Wanying go to rest.

Shang Shiying knew that Song Wanying was not in good health, so she urged from the side, "The guest room is ready. You two come with me to rest first. Zhizhi and Simin can stay here and keep watch."

Jiang Zhenhua and Song Wanying were reluctant to leave, but they also knew that staying wouldn't be of much help. They would only ruin their health and end up troubling Jiang Zhizhi in the end.

The two reluctantly went downstairs to their guest room.

After everyone left, Jiang Zhizhi touched Shen Luojia's forehead. It was damp and cool, and the breath coming out of his nose was no longer scalding hot.

I felt much relieved: "It's alright, she'll be fine after a good night's sleep. But when she wakes up tomorrow, Luo Jia will definitely still be sad."

Li Simin nodded: "She has to get through this on her own; no one can help her."

Jiang Zhizhi sighed, but in her heart she was thinking about the poison in Shen Luojia's body.

Thinking that more people would mean more ideas, he carefully explained the strange poison to Li Simin.

Li Simin frowned: "Could it be from the mother?"

Jiang Zhizhi shook her head: "It shouldn't be like this. More than half a year ago, my mother's health was perfectly fine. It was only in the last six months or so that this condition started to appear. It can't be that the incubation period of this virus is that long, can it?"

Li Simin couldn't understand: "What could it be?"

Jiang Zhizhi frowned: "Do you believe in Yunnan Gu poison?"

Li Simin shook his head: "I don't really believe it, after all, it's too sinister."

"However, there are many strange things in this world that cannot be explained. If they can be passed down, they must exist."

Li Simin still found it unbelievable: "But how could they have been poisoned by such a strange poison?"

Jiang Zhizhi's biggest frustration was this: "I don't know, I don't understand this. I've searched through all the books these past few days, but I haven't found any similar symptoms. I don't know where to start."

As they were talking, Shen Luojia suddenly rolled over and spat out a mouthful of blood...