The effectiveness of one tube of medicine is ten minutes.
So the girl struggled in extreme pain for ten minutes.
By the time the effect of the potion wore off, her face was as pale as snow, her breathing was so weak that it seemed like it would stop in the next second, her black hair was scattered messily on the sides of her face, and her whole body was still shaking uncontrollably.
"Get up." The man kicked her.
The moment the girl heard his voice, she slowly got up.
If she loses her balance and falls, she will stand up again in the next second.
Those gem-like purple eyes were empty, without any emotion.
Now, she is more like a robot that only follows orders than a human being.
"Do you know what you're going to do?"
"You know... I killed my... Mom and Dad..."
The man clapped his hands: "Yes! That's it!"
Then, he said with a strange smile, "You can't go back in this state. You'll be suspected. But it doesn't matter. I'll just give you another injection of recovery potion and you'll be fine."
The man took out another tube of purple potion, and no one knew what was inside.
He plunged into the girl without mercy.
"Achieving rapid recovery at the cost of overdrawing vitality—this is truly a magnificent invention!" The man laughed morbidly. "That idiot Meng Hengzhong, what does he know? Human life is so long, so what's the big deal about overdrawing a little? One day, the Luo family's invention will be recorded in history!"
"Just try it a few more times and it will be fine..." Ignoring the blood flowing from the girl's mouth, the man fell into a beautiful world of imagination, and his smile became more hideous and sinister.
The cell phone silently recorded everything.
…
"What a terrible script." The system thought silently.
If readers saw the videos shot on my phone, I'm afraid they would cry like a river.
Shi Wuqing didn't know what the system was thinking. She climbed through the window and returned to her room, but as soon as she stopped, she saw Meng Xi with an expressionless face.
The two looked at each other, and Shi Wuqing spoke first: "Brother, I have something to do outside...something I don't want you to know."
She has already said that it is something she doesn't want others to know, so it would be tactless to ask her further.
But Meng Xi didn't back down. Instead, he said coldly, "You smell of blood."
Shi Wuqing's body stiffened.
No way? Is Meng Xi's nose that sharp now?
"Let me see if you are hurt?" The ghost approached without giving any room for rejection.
"I don't have it." Shi Wuqing said helplessly and let him check.
Meng Xi checked and found that there were indeed no wounds. His expression improved a little, but he still insisted: "Where have you been?"
Shi Wuqing had no choice but to answer, "I went to meet the person investigating my brother's death... On the way back, I encountered a car accident. The smell of blood might have come from that time."
Seeing the sadness in his sister's eyes, Meng Xi's throat moved, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he asked, "Why don't you take me with you?"
Shi Wuqing said, "Secret."
"Do I bother you?"
"Huh?" Shi Wuqing was stunned.
Meng Xi looked at her quietly: "Because of my existence, you would rather jump out the window and leave than go through the main door, Qingqing, if that's the case, then I would rather disappear."
"Brother——" the girl's voice became panicked.
But Meng Xi's eyes were firm.
After staring at each other for two seconds, Shi Wuqing gritted his teeth and said, "I understand. I won't do such a dangerous thing next time."
Meng Xi rubbed her hair.
…
"Master, are you looking for something in the kitchen?"
"I just want some fruit. I can get it myself."
Shi Wuqing opened the refrigerator.
"Okay." The servant who copied the cooking didn't think much about it.
Just at this moment, another servant outside asked her to go over and get the fresh vegetables that had just arrived today. She responded and went out.
Shi Wuqing glanced at her back calmly and took out a bag of white powder from his pocket...
A few minutes later.
"Xiao Xi."
"Mom." When Wuqing came out of the kitchen, she happened to meet Meng's mother.
Meng's mother pulled her to sit on the sofa. Seeing that she seemed to want to talk, Shi Wuqing put the fruit platter in her arms on the coffee table.
"What you said this afternoon, is it true? You like Mu Jinyan..." Meng's mother's eyes copied.
Shi Wuqing blinked and said nothing, and Meng's mother became more nervous.
After several seconds, Meng's mother couldn't bear it anymore. When she was about to ask again, she saw the boy in front of her nodded with an inexplicable smile: "It's true, but don't worry about it, mom. This is a matter between me and that guy."
Meng Mu's eyes became more complicated, with various emotions mixed in them, making it difficult to understand.
"Mom knows..." She seemed to want to say a lot, but in the end she just said that she knew.
"If Qiao Zhiyuan comes in the future, please tell me in advance, Mom." Shi Wuqing didn't want to see that man at home again.
Meng Mu agreed.
The two chatted for a while about Meng Xi's diving to save someone during the day and his relationship with Gu Ran.
When Mr. Meng came home from get off work, he saw his wife and son sitting on the sofa chatting as soon as he entered the door. The atmosphere was warm and harmonious, and his expression couldn't help but soften.
However, when he walked to the sofa, his tone was not so good: "Meng Xi, the company was surrounded by people for two whole blocks today. Look at what you have done!"
Shi Wuqing raised his eyes and said lazily, "Is it really that exaggerated to have two streets? That means I'm quite popular!"
Father Meng tried to knock her on the head, but halfway through, he withdrew his hand for some reason.
"Hmph, stop talking nonsense! I thought you'd given up on your dream of becoming an entertainer, but I didn't expect you'd be waiting here! You're only going to cause me trouble!"
"I can't help it. After all, it's my dream. I can't give up so easily."
Father Meng frowned, and Mother Meng also frowned slightly.
But before they could say anything else, the maid over there came over with a smile: "Sir, Madam, Master, you can have your meal."
Shi Wuqing glanced at the reader's panel and stood up without any reaction, but a glimmer flashed in his eyes.
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