Chapter 288 Young Master Zhao is really miserable
To be honest, it hurts.
Zhao Qingheng could never have imagined that a heart patient could have such great strength.
"What are you doing..." Before Zhao Qingheng could finish his words, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart and a bloody taste rising in his throat. His body softened and he fell directly to his knees on the ground.
“Cough cough cough…”
At this moment, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
This was the first time in Zhao Qingheng's life that he tasted blood in his mouth.
I kind of want to speak sweetly.
But he could only spit out a mouthful of blood.
Su Nanzhi also took the opportunity to move away to the side to avoid being splashed by the blood he vomited.
The disdain is obvious.
Seeing this, Zhao Qingheng spat out another mouthful of blood.
I was mad at her.
When he knelt on the ground and coughed until no more blood came out, he raised his head tremblingly and asked Su Nanzhi, "Am I going to die?"
Su Nanzhi: "...You want to die?"
Zhao Qingheng didn't know how to describe his current situation for a moment. He just remembered that Su Nanzhi had just slapped him, and then his chest hurt, then his throat hurt, and then he vomited blood. His mouth was now full of the taste of blood.
This was the first time in Young Master Zhao's life that he had encountered such a thing - being slapped in the face and vomiting blood.
Perhaps because the young master looked too embarrassed, Su Nanzhi kindly said to him, "Look at what you just coughed up."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingheng subconsciously lowered his head to glance at the ground. The blood he had just vomited had turned dark red, and there were black worms wriggling on it. They were round and fat, and even more creepy than the last time he saw them.
“…”
I vomited.
The young master, who had just vomited once, now wanted to vomit again.
What kind of fate is this for him? His body is still in terrible pain, but the visual impact in front of him is too strong. He now feels that the food he had eaten at noon is starting to churn in his stomach.
Su Nanzhi saw him lying on the ground retching, but did not go to help him. Instead, she simply lit a paper talisman in her hand and placed it directly on the ground. The talisman burned, and the black insects also burned with crackling sounds, and there was even a strange fragrance floating in the air.
“…”
Obviously, it was impossible for Zhao Qingheng to feel that it was fragrant. He felt even worse after smelling this strange fragrance.
Su Nanzhi's last act of kindness was probably to pull out a tissue from the side and hand it to him.
Zhao Qingheng: "..."
"Thank you." Young Master Zhao regained his senses and realized how embarrassing the thing he had just done was. His expression was a little unnatural at this time.
"I've cured you of the poison, and you've vomited it all out. As for the floor, if you don't want others to know, you can clean it up yourself."
Su Nanzhi no longer looked at him. After walking around the Zhao family's house, she had no interest in it anymore.
After Young Master Zhao cleaned up the things on the floor, he changed into another set of clothes before coming out to meet Su Nanzhi.
Young Master Zhao's baggage probably weighs one ton.
It doesn’t matter anyway. In Su Nanzhi’s eyes, it makes no difference whether it is changed or not.
"Su Nanzhi, does my mother have to be like me...?" Zhao Qingheng couldn't help but frowning when he thought of what happened just now.
"No." Su Nanzhi answered his question very straightforwardly.
Zhao Qingheng: "Then what should we do?"
Su Nanzhi took out a bottle from the black canvas bag she was carrying.
(End of this chapter)
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