"Young Master."
After opening the door, Aunt Hong saw An Ci sitting on the ground playing with Fugui, and she immediately felt relieved.
However, when she got closer and took a look, she was a little dumbfounded.
this……
"Auntie Hong, the walnut shell is so hard. It took me a lot of effort to crack it open." Seeing Auntie Hong coming over, An Ci raised his head and looked at her with a smile.
"Look, am I amazing?"
Aunt Hong glanced at the pestle in her hand and twitched her lips. "...Amazing."
Only a genius could come up with the idea of using a pestle to crack walnuts.
Watching her cracking the walnuts, Aunt Hong was terrified, afraid that she might accidentally hit her hand. "Young Master, let me do it."
An Ci readily handed her the pestle, and his tone suddenly became depressed, "Auntie Hong, I haven't seen Grandpa for two days. Will he come back to have dinner with Xiao Ci tonight?"
Aunt Hong looked at her dejected appearance and couldn't help but feel distressed, "The master of the house is busy with official business..."
An Ci lowered his head, sniffed, and tears welled up in his eyes.
Unable to bear seeing her cry, Aunt Hong immediately said, "Don't cry, little master. I'll call the head of the family now and ask him if he can come back for dinner."
Having said that, she stood up and hurried out.
Hearing the footsteps outside fading away, An Ci raised his head, his peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, as if smiling, and he no longer looked sad and about to cry as before.
…
An Zhenxiong was delayed by a meeting and it was already past seven o'clock when he came over.
Not seeing his grandson in the living room, he looked at Aunt Hong, "Where's Xiao Ci?"
"The young master and Fugui are playing upstairs." Aunt Hong said, "I'll go call her right away."
Before he finished speaking, Fugui hurried downstairs.
An Zhenxiong and Aunt Hong were both stunned. The next second, Fugui ran to An Zhenxiong's feet and bit his trouser leg.
Seeing this, Aunt Hong was startled. Fearing that it would hit An Zhenxiong, she hurriedly said, "Fugui, let go."
Fugui seemed not to hear anything and kept biting An Zhenxiong's trouser leg, trying to pull him towards the stairs. However, with his strength, there was no way he could pull a man who was over 1.8 meters tall.
So it opened its mouth, raised its head and growled a few times at An Zhenxiong, then turned around and ran up the stairs again.
“Ahhh.”
Watching its series of strange actions, An Zhenxiong frowned, glanced upstairs, and suddenly thought of something, his face changed.
Little words.
He ran upstairs quickly. Aunt Hong was stunned for a moment, as if she realized something, and she quickly chased after him.
An Zhenxiong broke into An Ci's room and was shocked when he saw his little grandson curled up on the ground.
"Little words."
He ran over, reached out and picked up An Ci. Seeing her pale little face, a hint of panic appeared in his eyes.
"Xiao Ci, what's wrong with you? Don't scare grandpa, wake up quickly."
Aunt Hong chased after him and heard An Zhenxiong's anxious voice. Her intuition told her that something had happened.
"Master, what happened?"
"Call a doctor." An Zhenxiong hugged An Ci, "Call a doctor quickly."
Aunt Hong subconsciously looked at An Ci in his arms, noticed the red rash on her hands, her pupils constricted, and she hurried out to contact a doctor.
"Xiao Ci, wake up quickly."
At An Zhenxiong's call, An Ci slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand and grabbed his shirt collar, his voice intermittent, "Grandpa, I, I, feel uncomfortable..."
As she spoke, she tilted her head and vomited a mouthful of blood.
“Ahem…”
Seeing her vomiting blood, An Zhenxiong panicked. He looked up and saw Aunt Hong coming in. His voice rose, "Call Zuo Fei and tell him to get a doctor here as quickly as possible."
When Aunt Hong saw the blood at the corner of An Ci's mouth, she was so scared that her hand holding the phone was shaking.
She dialed Zuo Fei's number, and the other party answered it quickly. After telling him the situation, she hung up the phone and hurried over.
"Why are you vomiting blood?" She reached out and pulled An Ci's arm. More and more red rashes appeared on her snow-white skin, and her body temperature was high.
An Zhenxiong then noticed the rash on her arm, his face darkening, "Did Xiaoci eat something?"
Aunt Hong said, "No, I've always been very careful about what the young master eats, and he doesn't have any food allergies."
An Zhenxiong then asked, "Did Xiao Ci go anywhere today? Who did he meet?"
Aunt Hong shook her head, "The young master went to the vegetable garden and stayed in the room playing with Fugui the whole afternoon."
There is nothing. How could Xiao Ci become like this for no reason?
An Zhenxiong looked down at his dying grandson in his arms, his eyes full of worry.
Although her eyes were closed, An Ci did not really faint. She was still conscious, but she really didn't have the strength to speak.
She had never expected that this body's tolerance was so poor that it couldn't handle such a tiny dose of medicine. If it were her in her previous life, this would have been nothing.
As soon as Zuo Fei took action, he brought the doctor over.
"Patriarch..."
The doctor was about to bow when he was interrupted by An Zhenxiong, "Why are you still dawdling at this time? Hurry and check on Xiao Ci."
Upon hearing this, the doctor hurried over to take An Ci's pulse.
An Zhenxiong and others watched from the side with anxious expressions.
After a long time, the doctor withdrew his hand. An Zhenxiong couldn't wait to ask, "What's wrong?"
The doctor said, "Young Master, these are symptoms of poisoning."
"Poisoned?" Aunt Hong exclaimed, "That's impossible. I made everything the young master ate myself. How could he be poisoned?"
"Poisoning isn't necessarily caused by food. Has the young master come into contact with anything strange these past few days?" the doctor asked. "Like poisonous herbs or medicinal herbs?"
Aunt Hong thought about it and shook her head, "No."
"What is that?" Zuo Fei noticed the sachet and medicine bag next to the pillow, walked over and picked them up.
An Ci closed his eyes and silently gave a thumbs up to Zuo Fei for his great assist.
"This is a sachet sewn by Ah Xiu. It is said to be good for the body and can help with sleep and calm the mind." Aunt Hong explained.
The doctor held out his hand, "Can you lend it to me?"
Zuo Fei handed over the sachet and medicine bag together. The doctor took it and smelled it, with a strange look on his face.
“How could it be…” He muttered as he opened the two sachets and carefully examined the herbs inside.
After a long while, the uncertainty in his heart gradually disappeared.
The doctor raised his head and looked at An Zhenxiong with a serious expression, "Master, the young master was poisoned because of these two sachets."
Hearing this, An Zhenxiong's aura suddenly turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Speak clearly."
"Both of these sachets are mixed with Broken Heart Powder, especially the pink one, which contains a higher dose of Broken Heart Powder." said the doctor.
"This Heart-Breaking Powder is extremely evil. If the young master inhales this stuff for a long time, he will lose his life in the end. Fortunately, it was discovered in time this time."
Aunt Hong turned pale when she heard this.
The pink sachet was given by A Xiu and was sewn by her herself, so A Xiu had evil intentions towards the young master.
An Zhenxiong narrowed his eyes, a storm gathering in his depths, and said in a cold voice, "Zuo Fei, go and bring Ah Xiu over."
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