Chapter 342 The Mad Young Master 3 (1/2)



Chapter 342 The Mad Young Master 3 In the blink of an eye, Zi Xi also moved.

She didn't panic and back down like most people would.

Instead, her waist twisted slightly to the side with incredible flexibility, causing her upper body to tilt.

The powerful fist whistled past her nose, the wind from which it whipped up a few stray hairs on her forehead.

At the same time, Zi Xi’s seemingly powerless right hand, which had been hanging limply at her side, suddenly rose with lightning speed.

No one saw her movements clearly; they only saw a blur before their eyes.

The next moment, Zi Xi's seemingly delicate and boneless fingers precisely pressed on a specific spot on the back of Lu Qianhan's neck.

A silver needle, as thin as a cow's hair, lies beneath the fingertip, almost invisible in the dim light.

Only a slight tremor at the tip indicated that the silver needle had already penetrated the skin of Lu Qianhan's nape.

Lu Qianhan's nose twitched, his outstretched arm froze in mid-air, and the violent and ferocious expression on his face instantly solidified.

Then, as if struck by something, the madness in his eyes faded rapidly, replaced by bewilderment and stunned disbelief.

Lu Qianhan wanted to turn his head to see the person behind him clearly, and he wanted to get more of the fragrance, but the posture lasted for less than a few seconds before his heavy eyelids slowly closed.

His tense and stiff body suddenly relaxed, and his tall frame swayed as he fell backward, leaning heavily against the dumbfounded bodyguard behind him.

The sound of steady breathing replaced the previous agitation.

He actually fell into a deep sleep right before everyone's eyes?

The room was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone seemed to be frozen in place, as if under a spell.

The bodyguards' faces were a mixture of shock and bewilderment.

"This... in more than ten years, I have never seen the young master fall asleep so quickly... so peacefully."

The family doctor's eyes widened, his mouth slightly agape enough to fit an egg. He looked at the sleeping Lu Qianhan, then at the still Zi Xi, oblivious to the fact that the syringe in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

The servants didn't dare to breathe loudly, their eyes filled with awe and disbelief.

The old butler was the first to come to his senses. He walked forward step by step, his steps unsteady.

He first carefully examined Lu Qianhan, who was lying on the bed breathing steadily, as if he had just fallen asleep. Then he reached out his finger to check his breath and confirmed that he was just asleep.

Then he looked at the fragments on the ground that Lu Qianhan had swept away during her struggle.

Finally, his gaze, filled with unprecedented scrutiny and shock, locked firmly on Zi Xi.

The look in his eyes was no longer that of someone looking at an insignificant tool used for good luck, but rather as if he were looking at a completely unfamiliar being beyond his comprehension.

Old Li has been with the Lu family for decades and has watched the young master grow up since he was a child. This hereditary mental illness has accompanied the young master for decades. Doctors from home and abroad have been consulted, and folk remedies have been tried.

We've even tried acupuncture, a traditional Chinese medicine treatment, but it didn't put the young master to sleep immediately.

And no one... could escape unscathed from a situation close to that of the young master.

"Young Madam, what... what have you done to the young master?"

Butler Li's throat bobbed, his dry voice trembling noticeably.

As soon as she asked the question, several gazes, a mixture of surprise and inquiry, were immediately cast upon Zi Xi.

Zi Xi ignored the probing gazes behind her; all her attention was focused on the man on the bed.

It didn't matter that Butler Li didn't get a reply; he waved his hand, signaling all the bystanders to leave.

The family doctor hesitated for a moment, glanced at the sleeping Lu Qianhan, then took a deep look at Zi Xi, and finally picked up his medicine box, bowing his head and leaving the room with a belly full of questions.

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