Chapter 282: Shen Zhichu poisoned Li Jingshen for the first time

December 8th, seventeen days away from Christmas, is also the engagement party for Li Jingshen and Xia Mingyue.

When Xia Mingyue learned that Li Jingshen's left hand was injured, she personally made a bowl of soup and sent it to the hospital. She thought it was a minor injury but unexpectedly found that his left hand was covered with a thick plaster.

"Why is the injury so serious?"

Li Jingshen was taking a nap. When he heard Xia Mingyue's voice, his hawk-like eyes suddenly opened and a cold light flashed.

"Why are you here?"

"I heard that your hand was injured, so I came to see you." Xia Mingyue looked at his left hand and frowned. The injury was so serious. Could he still wear the ring on the engagement day?

"go out!"

In the past, Li Jingshen was just a little disgusted with some of Xia Mingyue's behaviors, but now he really hates her, and his cold eyes and tone are not concealed at all.

Xia Mingyue seemed not to hear and put the thermos on the table: "No matter how much you hate me, you still have to get engaged to me in a few days."

"You don't have to remind me." Li Jingshen said with a cold face, "Even if you marry me, I won't touch you."

Xia Mingyue didn't care. After all, all she wanted was the position of Mrs. Li.

"Really?" She said with a smile, "I think you said the same thing when you married Shen Zhichu."

Li Jingshen's breath sank: "Xia Mingyue, I no longer love you. You will get nothing even if you marry me."

"Who said that? As long as I marry you, Shen Zhichu will be a mistress who will never see the light of day!" Shen Zhichu had said these words to attack her, and now she returned them intact.

Seeing Li Jingshen's eyes getting colder and colder, Xia Mingyue was a little scared. She took a step back: "This is what Shen Zhichu said at the beginning."

"So you're trying to get revenge on her?"

She had been humiliated by Shen Zhichu, so what was wrong with revenge? It was Shen Zhichu who had taken what she shouldn't have.

Xia Mingyue thought so in her heart but didn't dare to say it out loud, "No, it's because I like you."

"If I have no money and become a useless person, will you still like me?" Li Jingshen asked back.

Xia Mingyue paused for a moment and said, "Of course I like it."

Li Jingshen's eyes were filled with sarcasm. Xia Mingyue was standing at a safe distance of three meters away from him, feeling uneasy when she was stared at by his cold eyes.

"Take your soup away and don't come here again."

"But our engagement..."

Li Jingshen interrupted him, "Don't worry, I will be there on time on the day of the engagement, and don't forget to take good care of your blood and don't let any dirty things flow into Shen Zhichu's body."

Xia Mingyue's face looked a little ugly. She quickly picked up the soup bowl on the table. She turned to leave, but suddenly thought of something and turned her head to ask her, "Shen Jing, I have always wanted to ask you a question. If I hadn't saved you nine years ago, would you still ask Shen Zhichu to draw blood for me when I was in a car accident and about to die?"

Li Jingshen's eyes moved slightly, and his heart tightened. "There are no ifs in this world."

Xia Mingyue laughed at herself, a look of indescribable loneliness in her eyes. She tightly clenched the thermos in her hand, "Can't we really go back to the past?"

"There is no love in this world that can be returned. Even if it were, everything would be completely different. The only thing that can be returned is the memory, and those memories I have of you are not worth recalling for me."

He should have understood long ago that he and Shen Zhichu could not go back to the past. What he had done to her was not even qualified to save this relationship. Unfortunately, he realized it too late.

"I understand." Xia Mingyue turned and left. It wasn't her who saved Li Jingshen nine years ago. There was no possibility between them at all.

…

As soon as Xia Mingyue left, the ward, which had been empty of chatter, became quiet again. When the medical staff came to check on Li Jingshen, they asked, "How many more days do I need to stay in the hospital?"

"You just came in yesterday, so you have to stay for a week at least. Besides, your hand is in a cast. It will be inconvenient for you to do things even if you go back. It's better for you to recuperate in the hospital." The nurse saw that the medicine was almost finished, so she took out the cast.

He used steel needles, which were fast-flowing. Besides, he had already injured one hand, and it would be inconvenient for his right hand to move if the needle was stuck in it all the time.

Li Jingshen looked a little annoyed. He just injured his hand and was not unable to move. Why did he have to stay in the hospital for so many days?

Thinking that he couldn't bear it after just two days, how could Shen Zhichu stay in bed for ten days or half a month in such an environment?

Li Jingshen felt bitter in his heart. Xia Mingyue's visit brought back many memories for him. He thought of how Shen Zhichu mistook him for Bai Qiu and kept his love in his heart for sixteen years.

If she hadn't recognized the wrong person, then she had been with Bai Qiu for a long time, and maybe even had a child.

This was just an assumption, but just thinking about it made his heart ache terribly, as if it was being hit hard by a heavy hammer, breaking his heart.

Speaking of which, his fate is very similar to Shen Zhichu's. Both were rescued and then fell in love with someone. The only difference is that Shen Zhichu found the wrong person, while he found the wrong person but fell in love with the wrong person.

If the person who saved him was not Xia Mingyue, would the fate between him and Shen Zhichu be completely rewritten?

………

Shen Zhichu could feel that her stomach problem was not an ordinary one. Li Jingshen could fabricate her life story, so it should not be difficult to bribe the doctor to make a fake medical record.

Maybe she was already terminally ill, and Li Jingshen threatened her not to commit suicide, so she didn't commit suicide. It was just a miserable life anyway, so she might as well kill Li Jingshen directly. For example, it would have been very painful to stab him with a fork yesterday, but it was a pity that he only stabbed her hand, and at most he would have been disabled like her, but his life would not have been in jeopardy.

The grass in the yard outside has turned yellow. Housekeeper Li bought a box of herbicide a few days ago. The medicine is so strong that the weeds dried up in just two days.

Shen Zhichu secretly replaced the bottle and put it under the bed.

Housekeeper Li was outside arranging people to mow the lawn and was too busy to come back, and Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Liu ignored her.

Shen Zhichu cooked a pot of tonic soup. It was her first time to poison someone, and she only wanted to poison Li Jingshen to death. She poured a bottle of herbicide in without blinking, and the mixed tonic smell gave off a foul stench.

Shen Zhichu retched on the spot, she covered her mouth and ran into the bathroom to vomit. After vomiting a few times, the water in the toilet was dyed red. She wiped her mouth.

If God wants to take her life, can Li Jingshen keep her?

This body has long been at the end of its strength, like a dried stone, which looks indestructible on the surface but actually breaks with a pinch.

She didn't know how many days she had left, but as long as she was alive she would definitely take revenge on Li Jingshen.

"Oh, why does this soup taste like this? Is it cooked badly?"

Shen Zhichu went out and saw Mrs. Liu standing outside the kitchen pinching her nose.

Chen Zhichu said calmly, "It's a tonic, so it's normal for it to smell pungent."

"Tonic?" Mrs. Liu stood on tiptoe and boldly took a look into the pot. It was full of all sorts of things, and the soup inside was pitch black.

"Why wasn't the tonic I made before this color?"

"There are many kinds of tonics here, not just the one you brewed. It's normal for the colors to be different."

That's true... Mrs. Liu asked curiously, "Madam, are you making this tonic for yourself?"

"I made it for Li Jingshen to drink."

Mrs. Liu looked at the dark water in the pot. She thought that Li Jingshen would not drink it unless he had lost his sense of taste or had a hole in his brain.

Shen Zhichu put his favorite thermos on the counter. The casserole with the soup was a little hot. Shen Zhichu held up a wet dishcloth. Mrs. Liu took it quickly and said, "Madam, let me pour it."

Shen Zhichu's hands were not flexible, so knocking over a pot of soup was a small matter; he was afraid of scalding her.

Shen Zhichu quietly stepped aside and watched Mrs. Liu gently pour the pot of soup mixed with medicine into the thermos.

There were still some residues left in the casserole, and Shen Zhichu pointed to the trash can: "Throw it out."

She felt relieved only after seeing Mrs. Liu wash the casserole clean. Then she took the thermos and called the housekeeper outside to accompany her to the hospital.

…….

There were two bodyguards standing at the door of Li Jingshen's ward, while he was busy working in the ward with one hand.

Hearing someone bringing a soup bowl, Li Jingshen subconsciously thought it was Xia Mingyue again. He looked impatient and said, "If she doesn't want to drink it, let her go back."

The door is just closed and not soundproof, so people standing outside can naturally hear the sounds inside.

"Since he doesn't want to drink, let's go."

Hearing this familiar voice, Li Jingshen stood up without caring about the needle hanging on his right hand: "Wait, I drink!"

Shen Zhichu was holding a thermos, followed by Butler Li.