The envelope was thrown on the ground, the opening not sealed, and a corner of the letter was sticking out, through which the words written in pale blue ink could be vaguely seen.

The handwriting is neat and beautiful; it's clearly a woman's handwriting.

Ye Qingqing squatted down to pick up the envelope. Zhu Zi glanced at it casually and saw the light green letter paper with a small flower in one corner. Her expression changed drastically.

"Where did this letter come from?" Zhu Zi demanded.

Ye Qingqing picked up the envelope and stuffed it back into her bag. "The letter is mine. Why are you meddling in my business?"

Ning Xue told her to give Zhu Zi three days later. Although Ye Qingqing didn't understand why it had to be three days later, she had promised Ning Xue, so she naturally had to keep her word.

Zhu Zi frowned. He didn't believe Ye Qingqing's words. He wanted to look at it more carefully, but Ye Qingqing had already put the letter back into her bag.

"Are you sure it's your own letter?" Zhu Zi asked again.

"It's not like it's money, why would I lie to you? I'm leaving!"

Ye Qingqing deliberately feigned impatience and prepared to leave, afraid that if she stayed any longer, Zhu Zi would find out.

"By the way, your mother asked you to take Tiantian abroad for treatment. She said there's a new drug there that's very effective in treating leukemia," Ye Qingqing said.

"The bank card password is Tian Tian's birthday, and there is 1 million yuan in it, which your mother prepared for Tian Tian's medical expenses."

Zhu Zi's expression was indifferent, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Ye Qingqing couldn't stand his awkwardness and couldn't help but say, "Your mother secretly got a bone marrow match for Tian Tian, ​​but it didn't work, so she wants you to take Tian Tian abroad for treatment."

Zhu Zi looked up in surprise, "She went to get a bone marrow transplant?"

"Yes, just a few days ago, I saw her go to get a bone marrow match with my own eyes."

Ye Qingqing didn't mention the medical expenses, because she was afraid that Zhu Zi, that awkward guy, would hate Ning Xue and prevent her sister from using the money Ning Xue paid.

"Actually, I think you should sit down and have a serious talk with your mother. Maybe there's more to the story than meets the eye back then!"

Ye Qingqing tried to persuade her, because she genuinely felt that Ning Xue must have had her reasons. She clearly loved her children so much, and perhaps her departure back then was forced upon her!

"My affairs are none of your business; you haven't even cleaned up your own mess!"

Zhu Zi hates being advised the most. How could anyone else possibly understand the pain he and his sister have suffered?

Those who haven't experienced his and his sister's life have no right to advise them to forgive that woman!

Ye Qingqing's chest started to hurt again. Talking to this sharp-tongued man would definitely shorten her lifespan by a few years.

"Do whatever you want, she's not my mother, it's none of my business!"

Ye Qingqing got angry, retorted irritably, and turned to leave.

Zhu Zi, looking gloomy, sat in a chair in the ward, staring blankly at the bank card and the poison scripture in her hand.

Where did this woman get the poison manual from?

The Poison Classic is divided into two volumes. The original first volume was in his possession, but the second volume is now missing. It is said that it was taken by a disgraceful descendant who used it to sell for money to buy wine!

The poison scriptures currently used by Yinzhi are all handwritten copies, and some are missing and incomplete.

Now that he had the original copies of both poison manuals, it was certainly a good thing for Zhu Zi, who was addicted to poisons. But for some reason, he felt a heavy weight in his heart, as if something was about to happen.

Zhu Zi considered many possibilities, but none of them involved Ning Xue.

Three days later, Yuwen Feng came knocking on the door in a fit of rage.

"Did you order Aunt Xue to poison my father? And did you steal the poison manual?"