Chapter 41 Wen Yao is really poisoned!
An Rou Rou tried her best to suppress the wildly growing emotions in her heart, but her chest heaved more and more.
She bit her tongue to calm herself down and tried to keep her voice steady. "I saw it with my own eyes."
An Rou Rou raised her head, her face full of stubbornness and determination, "Miss Wen, do you dare to say that you didn't put anything in the wine glass?"
Here it comes, Wen Yao thought to herself, it's her turn to act again, the exciting villainous self-inflicted suicide scene.
Seeing the apprehension in An Rourou's eyes, Wen Yao knew she was afraid that he wouldn't admit it.
If Wen Yao insists on denying that she put something in the wine, then this already unconvincing accusation will be even harder to fabricate.
But Wen Yao was prepared to grant An Rou Rou's wish.
She shrugged nonchalantly, just like the original owner of this body, her voice light and breezy, "I added some sugar, is there a problem with teasing my husband?"
Upon hearing this, An Rourou had no more scruples. If it weren't for the fact that they were all watching, she would have almost let out a triumphant laugh of triumph.
She gripped the wine glass tightly, her voice slightly shaky and even tinged with a sharp edge, "It's not sugar, it's deadly poison."
"A deadly poison that kills instantly upon contact with blood!"
An Rou Rou's words were like a bucket of cold water poured into a hot oil pan, causing an uproar throughout the room.
Fu Jin instinctively shielded Wen Yao behind him, his gaze towards An Rourou as cold as the dead of winter, his voice laced with anger:
"How did Miss An know that the wine was poisoned?"
"Is this another one of your so-called 'knowing at a glance'?"
"Why should the country spend so much money to purchase component analysis instruments? Wouldn't it be a one-time solution to just hire Miss An?"
An Rou Rou felt a pang of pain in her heart. She had faced countless doubts throughout her life and always managed to grit her teeth and endure them, but Fu Jin Zhi was the only one she had ever faced.
Even the most casual remark from him could have ruined her; it's true what they say, the one who loves first loses first.
"Senior Fu, you may think my medical skills are poor, but I guarantee with my sect's permission that this cup of wine does indeed contain a deadly poison that can kill on sight."
An Rou Rou's eyes were blurry with tears. She bit her lower lip lightly, her pretty face pale, like a small white flower battered by wind and rain, delicate yet tenacious.
The guests present were already half convinced. This girl didn't seem to come from a prominent family. Telling such a lie would anger both the Wen and Fu families, and it wouldn't do her any good.
"Heh." Fu Jinzhi scoffed lightly, "He himself said that his medical skills are poor and he doesn't even have a medical license, yet he comes out spouting nonsense."
An Rourou was so shocked by his obvious bias that she almost lost her balance, but she still gritted her teeth and persevered. No matter what, she was determined to throw this mud at Wen Yao today.
"If you don't believe me, senior, we can call the police now and let them investigate."
Standing to the side, Zhao Guang frowned deeply, feeling utterly bewildered by the situation before him.
He believed An Rourou's words because he had witnessed An Rourou's medical skills, and they even met because An Rourou saved him.
Although An Rourou is young, she is indeed a skilled doctor.
But to say that Wen Yao would poison Fu Jin is really too far-fetched. What motive would Wen Yao have?
Besides, Wen Yao isn't stupid. She and Fu Jinzhi are husband and wife, so she has plenty of opportunities to harm Fu Jinzhi.
Why would you administer such an immediately effective poison in front of so many people? That's just insane!
Having enjoyed the spectacle before her, Wen Yao stepped out from behind Fu Jinzhi, her smile radiant and her demeanor relaxed and carefree, as if An Rourou were merely a clown.
"Why go through all that trouble?"
Wen Yao smiled and approached An Rourou, taking the wine glass from her hand. An Rourou tried to avoid it but failed.
An Rourou clenched her fist and said to Wen Yao with unwavering determination, "You want to destroy evidence in public!"
"Oh, Miss An, what are you saying? Anyone who didn't know better would think I was some kind of sinner."
Wen Yao raised her wine glass and swirled it around the room, making sure everyone around her could see the glass in her hand.
Wen Yao: "Didn't Miss An say that this is a deadly poison that kills on contact with blood? If I take a sip, everyone will know whether it's poisonous or not."
Fu Jinzhi was displeased. He knew Wen Yao wouldn't harm him, but he had made countless enemies in the business world. What if someone took advantage of the situation?
Even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, he didn't want Wen Yao to gamble.
But Wen Yao winked at him and waved her hand, not allowing him to come forward.
Wen Yao's words were so unconventional that An Rourou was stunned for a few moments, but soon she was overjoyed:
No one knew that the cup contained poison she had concocted, enough to kill someone with a single sip.
If Wen Yao drinks it, she can disappear from this world completely, which is cleaner and more efficient than throwing dirty water on her.
The crystal chandelier in the hall shone as brightly as day, and Wen Yao stood under it, raising her glass to An Rourou, her sweet voice tinged with a smile: "Cheers~"
The words had barely left his mouth when the wine was already down his throat.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wen Yao's expression changed, and she suddenly coughed violently. Her beautiful eyes widened abruptly, as if filled with fear and pain, and her body trembled slightly.
Wen Yao is really poisoned!
The change happened so fast that several screams erupted in the arena.
Those who remained somewhat calm rushed to Wen Yao's side to check on her, but none of them were as fast as Fu Jinzhi.
He held Wen Yao tightly in his arms, his usual calm and composed demeanor in the business world completely gone. His voice was hoarse as he cried out, "Wen Yao, Wen Yao, hang in there!"
Fu Jinzhi was filled with regret at this moment. He should have stopped Wen Yao and shouldn't have been so indulgent towards her.
His mind was filled with Wen Yao's pained expression. His only remaining rationality told him to dial 120 quickly, but when he took out his phone, his fingers trembled so much that he couldn't press the numbers accurately.
Seeing that people around her were taking out their phones, some wanting to call 120 and others wanting to call 110, Wen Yao struggled to get out of Fu Jinzhi's arms and waved her hands frantically at everyone.
Stop it, brothers and sisters! I'm perfectly fine. Don't abuse public resources!
Something's not right with how the plot is going?
One second the guests thought Wen Yao was going to die, the next second they saw her jumping around and waving at them, their brains almost crashing.
Wen Yao looked around again, pointed one finger at herself and the other at Gu Shaohong, then waved her hands, repeating this action several times.
Most people speculated that Wen Yao was implying that Gu Shaohong had poisoned her.
Only Fu Yitu hurriedly ran to a distance to grab a bottle of water, then quickly ran back and handed it to Wen Yao.
Wen Yao took the water and gulped down more than half a bottle before she could finally speak. Her sweet voice became hoarse, "Damn, I almost died from how sweet it was! How can it be so sweet?"
8848 showed no sorrow for its host's miserable state, instead letting out a mechanical chuckle: "[It's all your fault for changing the highly toxic powder into a super-sweet powder.]"
Seeing that Wen Yao was alright, Fu Yan asked Fu Yitu in disbelief, "How did you know she wanted water from such an abstract movement?"
Fu Yitu sighed: "Aunt Yaoyao said before that if you can't drink the beverage, go to the dog's table and send Gu Tianci to his dad's place."
Wen Yao's gesture just now clearly showed that she didn't want to go to Gu Shaohong's table!
Not going to the dog's table = Wen Yao wants a drink.
Unfortunately, none of these foolish adults could understand.
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