Regardless of what netizens speculate.
Madam Wu was unaware that she was cursing the bad luck as she left the banquet accompanied by her daughter.
Yan Jiu urged, "Hurry up and go faster."
Ms. Wu stopped in her tracks: "What do you mean?"
Yan Jiu said softly, "I'm afraid if you walk too slowly and close your eyes at my banquet, it'll be bad luck if word gets out."
Everyone: "..." You even know the word "auspicious"?
Mrs. Wu was so angry that she could only stand with her daughter's support: "You, you!"
Madam Wu's daughter, Wu Qi, glared at Yan Jiu: "You really are just like Li Xiaoli, both of you are ill-mannered people."
Li Xiaoli: "..." You stepped on me and now you want to step on Yan Jiu?
Yan Jiu did not refute: "I understand your anger. Considering that you are about to lose your mother, I will forgive your rudeness for now."
Upon hearing this...
Wu Qi instantly abandoned all ladylike demeanor: "You're the one who'll die a horrible death! You're the one who'll never..."
Yan Jiu tossed out a business card, interrupting Wu Qi: "It's fine if you scold me, but I can't stand anyone pointing fingers at my family because of me, understand? Ms. Wu who is about to die, and Miss Wu who is about to lose her mother."
The thin paper business card burst forth from the air.
Walk through the crowd.
They cut off a lock of Wu Qi's long hair.
It was eventually nailed to the tile.
Wu Qi stood there, stunned.
Everything around fell silent.
Wu Qi was having some difficulty breathing.
The world before my eyes suddenly turned into countless distorted noises, so white that I couldn't see anything clearly.
She dares to speak her mind.
Yan Jiu was aiming at her neck, but for various reasons, he changed the trajectory of the business card.
Huo Yu asked, "Has Miss Yan filed a report?"
Yan Jiu choked: It's confirmed, this person has an occupational disease!
She glanced at Huo Yu and then looked away.
Turn your attention to Madam Wu.
She never causes trouble or curses others without reason, and her words always stand up to scrutiny.
Mrs. Wu hugged her daughter, calming down as she asked, "You mean I'm about to die?"
Yan Jiu smiled but remained silent.
Madam Wu suddenly asked, "What if I'm alright?"
The crowd recovered from their shock.
They all looked at Yan Jiu.
yes.
What if the person is alright?
Let's not even talk about whether it will be awkward.
Wouldn't both of them lose face?
Under the spotlight, Yan Jiu said, word by word, "There are no ifs. You will definitely die from hypoglycemia."
Everyone: "!!!"
He finished speaking.
Yan Jiu glanced at the system panel out of the corner of her eye.
The little thing didn't move at all.
I don't know if she didn't reveal the secret, or if the little one has become more perceptive.
If the system knew Yan Jiu's true feelings.
They will definitely raise their hands to claim credit.
It was after the upgrade that it spent a little of its own money to "brainwash" the system panel, which resulted in a panel with good taste.
This is all thanks to it!
[Hypoglycemia: After this battle, humanity and endocrinology will surely regard me as a plague.]
[It might not actually happen.]
Anyway, I think if someone dies from low blood sugar, then it's absolutely outrageous that their mother bought them a coffin.
"See? Something's bound to happen. I have a feeling."
Just as netizens and everyone at the scene held their breath, Wu and her daughter walked to the door.
Their driver was waiting at the door.
Mrs. Wu looked at the car very close to her, but she couldn't feel happy at all.
The further away she got from the banquet, the more flustered she became and her hands trembled. She wanted to speak, but found herself dizzy and lightheaded.
Her consciousness gradually faded.
He suddenly collapsed and couldn't get up.
Wu Qi's pupils dilated in shock: "Mom!?"
She kept a close eye on Madam Wu.
I was afraid something might happen to the other party.
As everyone rushed over to lend a hand.
Yan Jiu stood at the doorway, facing the fierce winter wind: "Timely injection of glucose solution might..."
Before he could finish speaking...
System panel: [Ding, you've reached the warning limit, please stop now, dear~]
Yan Jiu felt a chill so bad that her eyelids twitched.
If it weren't for the fact that today was a banquet hosted for her by the Chu family, why would she have reminded them twice?
She's not just doing this for fun.
The system, like a proud mother, awaited praise from its host, only to find the host's face growing increasingly dark.
System: [What's wrong? The panel looks so cute right now~]
Yan Jiu didn't need to calculate to know that this was the system's masterpiece, and she inexplicably missed the previous panel.
She desperately wanted the system to restore the panel to its original state, but she knew now was not the time.
Mrs. Wu has lost her self-awareness and can no longer be fed sweets, chocolates, or other foods.
The person who hurriedly handed over the food stood frozen in place.
Watching Wu Qi rummage through her bag.
"Where's the glucose solution in the bag!?"
Wu Qi's heart skipped a beat.
She knew her mother was strong-willed and stubborn, and didn't like them interfering too much.
They never take low blood sugar seriously.
I never remember to bring my glucose injection.
Upon seeing this.
Everyone hurriedly reminded them.
"Don't just stand there, get him to the hospital right away."
"It's not too late now."
"Someone else, lend a hand and help lift her into the car!"
The scene was chaotic yet orderly.
However, the order has been lost online.
Oh my god!
Did I really have a hypoglycemic attack?
Is this person really going to die?
[I searched for the location of the banquet that Master Jiu held; it's very close to the hospital. Hopefully, they were taken there in time and everything will be alright.]
If, and I mean if, not in time...
The Grim Reaper's scythe has been raised.
The odds are against you; proceed with caution.
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