Chapter 296 He's Even a Little Pitiful
Lihua Garden.
The servant Deng He placed a hot towel on Lu Yi's forehead and tucked the quilt around him. He then stood up and left the room, asking Zhang Tao, who was standing guard outside the door, "What did the young lady say? Can we take him to the hospital immediately?"
Zhang Tao shook his head. "On her way here, the eldest lady told everyone not to leave Lihua Garden even a step."
"Does she suspect that someone poisoned Second Young Master Lu?" Deng He frowned. If this was true, he would probably be Meng Anran's main suspect.
After all, the bodyguards usually only guard outside, and there are only him and Lu Yi in the house. Lu Yi's daily meals are also handled by him...
"Don't overthink it. The young lady isn't doubting you." Zhang Tao patted Deng He's shoulder. He knew his boss well. "The young lady doesn't trust the Second Young Master Lu. He's always been cunning and cunning. She's afraid he'll feign illness and run away."
This is true. Meng Anran has suffered a lot at the hands of Lu Yi, and she is skeptical about everything Lu Yi does.
Even if the bodyguard called and said that Lu Yi was only breathing his last breath, she would have to think about whether this was Lu Yi's new trick.
Deng He was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.
After living with Lu Yi for a while, he found that Lu Yi was not as scary as the rumors said, and was even a little pitiful.
Every day I sit on the racing simulation game console that Meng Anran gave me, run through all the scenes one by one, and then sit there in a daze, not knowing what I’m thinking about.
Stay for several hours.
Those arrogant eyes were filled with loneliness and sadness.
Now that I'm sick and don't get any care, my sister suspects that I'm faking it. How sad he would be if he knew this.
But what Deng He didn't know was that at this moment, Meng Anran was driving the sports car that Lu Yi had given her, driving at 120 miles per hour on the main road, rushing towards this side at the fastest speed.
"An Xiaoran, calm down, slow down and be careful." Qin Mu was sitting in the passenger seat with a frown on his face. He shouldn't have let An Xiaoran drive just now!
Snow was falling outside the car window, and the whole city was shrouded in cold white, as cold as Meng Anran's current situation.
Her nails were almost digging into the leather cover of the steering wheel. She restrained herself and stayed rational, gradually releasing her foot on the accelerator and keeping the speed at 90 miles per hour.
Qin Mu sighed secretly. Although the car Lu Yi chose had high performance and the tires were replaced regularly, it was not easy to slip in the snow.
But An Xiaoran is not a professional racing driver. No matter how good the car is, if it goes too fast, it will always be difficult to control and cause accidents.
"Tell me, why did Lu Yi suddenly vomit blood?" Meng Anran took the initiative to bring up the topic, trying to use this method to keep herself thinking clearly.
"Wasn't Bai Yujin kidnapping him when he disappeared? She must have injected him with some kind of drug." Qin Mu paused and added, "Just like Situ Huajian."
Meng Anran put away Qingdai. After Situ Huajian was poisoned, he had uncontrollable emotions and a brief period of blackout in consciousness, which was enough to prove how terrifying the banned drugs that Bai Yujin was developing were.
But Lu Yi has been controlled by drugs for so many years, and she has never seen him vomit blood or become weak. Every time he has an attack, he is extremely excited and crazy.
Why this time... Is it possible that the medicine Bai Yujin gave him is different from the previous ones?
The car braked suddenly at the gate of Lihuayuan. Meng Anran didn't even take out the car keys. She picked up her bag, pushed the door open, got out of the car, and walked in with big strides.
"Where is Lu Yi?"
Zhang Tao hurriedly followed her, "In the room. Second Young Master Lu is shivering all over. The heater is already turned up to the highest setting, but he's still shivering."
In the car, Qin Mu looked at An Xiaoran's hurried back, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
He turned off the engine, pulled out the car key, and slowly got out of the car.
Even though Lu Yi hurt An Xiaoran so many times and she kept saying that she hated him, she still couldn't just ignore it when he got into trouble.
Lu Heng and Lu Yi don’t know how to express their love, and so does An Xiaoran?
On this side, Meng Anran quickly pushed the door open and entered the guest room on the first floor. She saw Lu Yi lying on the bed with a pale face and an unconscious look, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
Deng He had been staying by the bed. When he saw Meng Anran coming, he took the initiative to give up his seat and stood aside waiting.
Meng Anran put her bag on the bedside table, took a deep breath to calm her breathing, and then pulled Lu Yi's hand out of the quilt.
She placed her fingers on his wrist, and the moment she felt his pulse, her pupils suddenly shrank.
It turned out to be the same as Situ Huajian, liver poison again.
It’s just that Lu Yi has been controlled by drugs, and his body has developed some drug resistance, so after being injected with the new drug, the reaction was not as severe as Situ Huajian’s.
However, it was precisely because of the long-term drug intake that the liver was severely damaged, and because he was trapped in Lihuayuan during this period and was a little anxious, that he vomited blood.
"Zhang Tao, drive to Fushoutang. Deng He, go get a basin of hot water." Meng Anran gave the instructions while taking out her cell phone from her bag and contacting Sun Yucheng to pick up the medicine.
Seeing this, the two of them hurried to do it.
The room returned to silence. Meng Anran unpacked the medical silver needles and gave Lu Yi acupuncture.
Every time this happened, she would be very grateful to Zhao Cizhen for teaching her all his medical skills, which allowed her to remain calm when facing life and death and be able to deal with all emergencies.
Qin Mu was waiting in the living room, his eyes attracted by the racing simulation game console in the corner.
He walked forward and saw that the steering wheel of the newly purchased machine already showed signs of slight wear.
There was blood on it.
It's Lu Yi's blood.
"Two people come and clean the machine." He waved to the bodyguard guarding the door.
Then, he sat back on the sofa, took out his cell phone, and called Kenai: "Kenai, I think I'll have to trouble you again tonight."
A low and gentle voice came from the other end: "Is An Ran sick again?"
Qin Mu's eyes subconsciously turned to the closed door of the guest room. "She's not sick, but her mood is very unstable today."
"Is it because of Lu Heng again?" The tone rose slightly, and one could hear the helplessness in Kenai's voice. "I told her long ago to just go find Lu Heng, meet him, talk it out, and everything will be fine."
"This time it's not because of Lu Heng." Qin Mu lowered his eyelashes, "It's Lu Yi."
There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone, as if even Kenai couldn't believe that Meng Anran would have emotional fluctuations because of Lu Yi.
It was unknown how long it took before he regained his voice: "Got it. I'll meet you at Riverside No. 9 at 8 o'clock tonight."
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