Chapter 315 It's not me who called you here

Chapter 315 It's not me who called you here

Ji Qingwu walked a few steps to the bedside. There were various medicine bowls on the square table beside the bed.

She picked it up and smelled it. There were medicines for replenishing qi, detoxifying and keeping life going. However, all medicines are poisonous to a certain extent, let alone taking them together. It was simply a desperate attempt to find a cure.

Ji Qingwu stood beside the bed and said, "You called me here because you want me to treat you?"

She put down the medicine bowl and said, "But I'm not good at detoxification. You should ask a better doctor."

Su Daiyue said in confusion: "It wasn't me who asked you to come...

But the person who came to Wei Mansion brought a message saying that Madam Song wanted to see her before she died and had something to tell her.

Ji Qingwu and Wei Tongyou looked at each other.

Su Daiyue supported herself on the mattress and tried to sit up, but her arms had no strength and her body slid down again.

Ji Qingwu lent a hand, helped her up, and fixed his eyes on one spot.

Su Daiyue exuded a bitter smell all over her body. She saw Ji Qingwu staring at her collar, where there were large patches of brown and yellow.

Because of the sitting posture, she breathed more smoothly.

"I'm sorry to embarrass you, but when a person is about to die, he can't even keep himself clean and tidy."

Ji Qingwu asked solemnly, "Who gave you the medicine?"

Su Daiyue's collar was soaked with medicine juice, and if you look closely, there are blue and white pinch marks on her throat. It is obvious that this is not caused by normal medication, but someone pinched her chin and forced her to drink the medicine.

Ji Qingwu's eyes flickered as he asked, "Or Song Wei?"

Before Su Daiyue could answer, the door was pushed open.

Someone walked in with unsteady steps, holding a bowl of steaming hot medicine in his hand.

The man's right hand was stained with a lot of the shaken-out medicine juice, which showed how hurried he was along the way.

Ji Qingwu quickly pulled Wei Tongyou aside.

Song Wei said solemnly, "Drink it."

Su Daiyue turned her head to look at the bed, revealing the protruding bones behind her ears.

"Does it make sense for you to do this?"

Song Wei put the soup bowl directly to her pale mouth with a large movement, and the gray-brown medicine splashed onto Su Daiyue's face.

Wei Tongyou wanted to step forward to stop his rude behavior, but Ji Qingwu pulled her sleeve.

"Don't go."

Wei Tongyou said: "He wants to give her poison, I can't just stand by and watch."

Ji Qingwu said calmly and softly: "It's not poisonous. Although it's not a poison, it can't save Madam Song's life." Wei Tongyou didn't move forward after hearing this.

Song Wei pinched Su Daiyue's chin and forced her to fall in.

"I told you to drink it, can't you hear me?"

But Su Daiyue gritted her teeth and resisted him, and most of the medicine flowed down her neck.

The bowl was empty, but the medicine in her mouth was almost nothing. Song Wei's hand, which was pinching the edge of the bowl, had bulging veins.

Su Daiyue wiped the medicine off the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand. Although her breath was barely moving, her eyes were filled with disdain.

"I won't live long... If you torture me like this... You are a beast... You are worse than a beast..."

Song Wei's teeth were grinding.

"No matter how cruel I am, I can't be as cruel as you! A vicious woman like you doesn't deserve to die! Death is too easy for you!"

Su Daiyue was about to say something when he suddenly had a heart-wrenching cough, and the bitter taste in the corners of his mouth was replaced by the smell of blood.

She coughed up a large mouthful of dirty blood, but Song Wei, who was sitting opposite her, did not dodge. He wiped his face and found that his palms were covered with her blood.

Song Wei stared blankly for a moment, then staggered out of the door.

Su Daiyue's cheeks flushed unnaturally due to coughing, and she looked more energetic than before.

"I want to talk to my wife alone."

Wei Tongyou looked at Ji Qingwu and only walked out the door after the other party nodded.

Ji Qingwu pulled a stool over and sat down beside her bed, and said calmly, "What do you want to say to me?"

Su Daiyue took out the silver hairpin she had worn on her head yesterday from under her pillow, and her eyes regained their spirit.

Ji Qingwu knew that this did not mean that she was getting better, but that she was terminally ill and this was just her last burst of vitality.

Su Daiyue touched the item in her hand lingeringly and said, "This hairpin belongs to my mother. Can you help me return it to her?"

Ji Qingwu saw the pattern on the hairpin clearly and said, "Why did you ask me to pass it on? We only met once."

Su Daiyue said: "Because as soon as I saw you, I knew you were a good person."

"My aunt is a person who is even more pitiful than me. If you see her, please tell her that I am an unfilial daughter. This is all I can do."

Ji Qingwu did not answer, but said: "After learning about your situation, I believe Prime Minister Su will come as well. It would be more appropriate for you to give this hairpin to your father and let him take it to your aunt."

Su Daiyue's shoulders shrank, and she begged, "I don't want to see him again, and I don't want to see anyone like this, can you help me?"

Ji Qingwu took the silver hairpin from her hand, and an undercurrent flashed across Su Daiyue's eyes.

"You gave me this hairpin and asked me to pass it on to your biological mother." Ji Qingwu tapped the tip of the hairpin with his fingers and exposed her: "You didn't want to leave it for her as a souvenir."

I heard from Ma Pozi before that Su Daiyue's biological mother was crazy and locked up in the backyard. She was also locked up in the woodshed when she was young. I guess they had a hard life in the Su Mansion.

The only person Su Daiyue couldn't bear to leave behind was her.

Ji Qingwu turned the hairpin with his fingers. There was a crescent moon carved on the head of the hairpin and it was inlaid with light yellow jade.

"You know what kind of person your father is."

Su Daiyue's whole body tensed up. She hit the nail on the head. She didn't dare look at her. "I don't know what you are talking about. If you don't want to, forget it."

Ji Qingwu curled his lips and smiled: "In fact, you want to send me to Su Fengyue, so that he will remember your kindness and treat your biological mother well after you die."

On the carriage to the Song family, Ji Qingwu was speculating on the possible reasons why Su Daiyue asked her to come, as the two of them did not have much of a relationship.

Ji Qingwu originally thought that Song Wei continued to persecute Su Daiyue, and she wanted to survive, so she wanted him to save her.

But just now, she rejected this idea.

Regardless of whether the person who called her was Su Daiyue or not, Ji Qingwu could tell from Song Wei's reaction that he was also very panicked about the sudden deterioration of Su Daiyue's condition.

The reason why Su Daiyue was poisoned so quickly was because she didn't want to live anymore.

Ji Qingwu figured out the whole story after a little thought.

She said indifferently: "You were poisoned so quickly because you took in multiple doses of toxins again, but this time, you were the one who poisoned me."

Su Daiyue's fingers clenched the mattress. This woman with a face as beautiful as a delicate flower was even smarter than she had imagined.

Ji Qingwu said, "When you saw Prime Minister Su yesterday, you tried your best to hold back the urge to vomit because you recalled the past. You didn't want to see your father again and wanted to die, but you were worried about your crazy mother who was still in the Su Mansion and needed someone to take care of her."

“So you remembered me.”

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