The dean had never seen Rong Zhi so out of control. He took a deep breath and said tremblingly, "Second Master, don't worry, I'll draw blood from Madam Bo right away."
Rong Zhi bent down, tightly grasping Sang Yuwan's increasingly icy hand, his eyes brimming with tears, "Wanwan... Wanwan... Wake up... Please wake up..."
Sang Yuwan gently closed her eyelids, her long eyelashes like two small fans, casting faint shadows beneath her eyelids. Her breathing was long and even, each exhale seemingly a silent exchange with the surrounding air, steady and profound, like someone sleeping in a dreamlike ocean, far from the hustle and bustle, carefree.
Seeing that he couldn't wake her no matter what he did, Rong Zhi grew increasingly anxious. Beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.
"Wanwan... wake up..."
The dean brought over the blood-drawing equipment, put on a mask and medical gloves, and said, "Second Master, could you please roll up Madam Bo's sleeves?"
Upon hearing this, Rong Zhi immediately took action.
He took off Sang Yuwan's black overcoat and gently covered her with it, then began to unbutton the cuffs of her plain clothes.
My fingertips trembled slightly, and it took a lot of effort to untangle it.
He slowly rolled up his sleeves, his pupils suddenly contracting.
Small red spots appeared on Sang Yuwan's fair arms.
Rong Zhi's heart clenched painfully. "Dean, look!"
The dean looked down and examined her carefully. "What is Mrs. Bo usually allergic to?"
Rong Zhi's chest heaved violently. "It seems not."
The hospital director calmed down and said, "Second Master, let me draw blood from Madam Bo first. We'll discuss it after the test results come out."
Rong Zhi gave a cold "hmm".
The bright red blood quickly pooled in the blood collection tube.
The dean made preparations in advance, collecting a total of five tubes of blood.
He then personally delivered it to the special laboratory.
Half an hour later.
The test results are in.
The dean's face was solemn, and a deep frown line appeared between his brows.
At this time, Sang Yuwan was still asleep.
Rong Zhi was extremely anxious, as if his heart was being scorched by an invisible flame, and every step he took was like stepping on scalding sand.
"Dean, tell me quickly."
The dean's eyes were slightly sunken, and his eyeballs were covered with fine blood vessels.
He handed the medical report to Rong Zhi, "Second Master, Madam Bo is unconscious because she has been poisoned."
Rong Zhi's eyelids twitched heavily, his lips tightened, and he looked down at the examination report.
The test results section states: poisoning.
Rong Zhi clenched his fists tightly, the veins barely visible beneath his skin. The medical report was crumpled into a ball.
"Now that you know the cause, why don't you hurry up and treat him?"
Deep and hoarse, like the coldest wind in the dead of night, passing through narrow gaps, carrying a biting chill and indescribable malice.
The dean took two deep breaths, his eyes becoming even more bloodshot.
"Second Master, I don't yet know what kind of poison Madam Bo has been poisoned with, so I can only provide preliminary treatment..."
"After checking for so long, you're telling me you don't know anything?"
Each word squeezed out from the depths of Rong Zhi's throat was accompanied by a distorted, almost audible friction sound, like a sharp blade slowly slicing across a rough stone surface, both jarring and frightening.
The dean's hands unconsciously intertwined, his fingertips turning slightly white from the force, as if trying to grasp a sliver of security, but only feeling his own trembling pulse.
He swallowed hard, his voice trembling slightly, "Second Master, the toxicity test takes time, so..."
Bang--
Rong Zhi slammed his hand heavily on the desk. The impact not only caused the documents, pen holder, and computer mouse on the desk to jump and make a chaotic noise, but it also seemed to shake the entire room, filling the air with a tense and oppressive atmosphere.
The dean was filled with anxiety, but he could only bite the bullet and continue, "Second Master, did you keep a sample of Madam Bo's food today?"
Rong Zhi's gaze darkened, and he said coldly, "What are you trying to do?"
The dean, suppressing his panic, explained, "This way we can work on two fronts and find out exactly what poison Madam Bo has been poisoned with more quickly."
Rong Zhi immediately took out his phone and asked the man in black to bring over Sang Yuwan's thermos.
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Time seemed to stretch out, each second feeling as long as eternity. Rong Zhi was tormented by this endless wait. He longed to go and tear the cook to pieces, but he couldn't leave Sang Yu'an's side even for a moment.
He was extremely anxious, his face grew increasingly pale, and a hint of crimson appeared at the corners of his eyes.
After the dean administered the IV drip to Sang Yuwan, he personally went to the toxicology lab to oversee the process.
Rong Zhi sat by the hospital bed, watching Sang Yuwan's face grow increasingly red, his heart sinking lower and lower.
The feeling of fear and unease was like an invisible net, binding him tightly and causing him to sink deeper and deeper into the abyss of despair and terror.
Shen Yilin is dead, Mingmei is dead.
They all died from poisoning.
Rong Zhi dared not think any further.
He stood up, his feet pacing back and forth unconsciously, the sound of his rapid, forceful footsteps contrasting sharply with the quiet atmosphere around him.
Buzz—
My phone vibrated rapidly.
He picked it up, glanced at it, and quickly answered, "Go ahead."
"Second Master, we've tried everything, but she still won't admit it."
She. The cook.
Rong Zhi's face was like a dense dark cloud, so gloomy it was almost as if water could be wrung out of it. His eyes were tightly locked, revealing an indescribable heaviness.
"Leave her alive, then beat her to death."
"Second Master, I'm almost ready to have her sliced to death, but I still can't pry her mouth open."
Rong Zhi's face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm, his brows furrowed, as if a thousand-pound burden was weighing on his heart. "Did you tell him that Shen Yilin is dead?"
"No."
“Tell her now,” Rong Zhi said coldly.
"yes."
After hanging up the phone, Rong Zhi returned to the bedside. He slowly bent down and kissed Sang Yuwan's forehead.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and everything around them fell silent, leaving only the faint but firm sound of their heartbeats.
His kiss was gentle and warm, filled with endless care and comfort, as if silently telling her that no matter how noisy the world was, he would always be her safe haven.
"Wanwan..."
Thud—
The ward door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and the hospital director strode in.
"Second Master, the toxicity test results are in; it's Hanxiang."
"Hanxiang?" Rong Zhi's eyes widened suddenly, as if they had been stretched to their limit by an invisible force, his pupils flashing with disbelief.
This toxin is usually only added to aromatherapy products and rarely mixed into food.
"Second Master, the residue from Madam Bo's thermos cup also yielded the same result. She was indeed poisoned by the Cold Fragrance Poison." The dean was covered in sweat, and two drops fell into the corner of his eye, forcing him to raise his hand to wipe them away.
The veins on Rong Zhi's forehead bulged, and fine beads of sweat quickly gathered and slid slowly down his astonished face.
After a few seconds of silence, his eyes narrowed and sharpened. "Now that we've found out, let's quickly treat the problem."
The dean's breathing became rapid and heavy, his chest heaving violently, each inhalation accompanied by a faint panting sound from deep in his throat.
"Second Master, the Cold Fragrance Poison can be fatal if severe, or cause unconsciousness if mild. Madam Bo's condition isn't the most serious, but it's not considered mild poisoning either..."
"Stop talking nonsense and get to the point." Rong Zhi clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, as if he was trying his best to resist the surging emotions in his heart.
The doctor took a deep breath, his lips trembling slightly, "The Cold Fragrance Poison has a very serious aftereffect: amnesia..."
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