Chapter 78: Long Days and Months in a Dream (5)

  "What?"

  Wen Yuan took a step forward and rushed to Du Tianwei's side, just as he was about to reach out to take his pulse, but after one glance at his face, his hand froze in mid-air.

  Du Tianwei was already dead. With Wen Yuan's years of medical experience, he could tell at a glance that the young master had passed away. His face was pale and his expression was twisted in agony. What was even more frightening was that his body was still convulsing, although he was already dead, his bodily functions had not completely stopped, and were still reacting to the stimulation of the poison.

  Wen Yuan stepped back two steps and said in a low voice: "The poison of the mechanism is absolutely poisonous, hurry up and give Dongjia medicine"

  Two doctors quickly took the medicine bowl from the young man's hand and treated Sun Xuelian. Miao Yi stared blankly at Du Tianwei's body, unable to articulate her feelings. It wasn't sadness, because she had no emotions towards this man. Yet, no matter what, this man was supposed to be the one who would accompany her for the rest of her life. She hadn't even gotten a good look at his face before he died...

  "Open the door"

  The gate creaked open, and the servants of the mansion had just opened it when a fat man was helped in, his feet tripping on the threshold, knocking over the person supporting him. The fat man cried out in a shrill voice: "Save... save me..., it hurts... I'm dying..."

  The people below were in a flurry of activity as they helped the man inside. Some who recognized him called out: "Is that An Yuanwai?"

  "Quick...quick take me to see a doctor, I'm in so much pain...can't catch my breath..."

  He said, while his hands and feet were twitching. Seeing this scene, how could the doctors not know what was happening to him? They hastily helped him into the hall and laid him down. Fortunately, the doctors had already determined the cause of the poisoning and administered the appropriate medicine for treatment. He was rescued immediately, and he did not suffer unnecessarily like Du Tianwei who was still lying there.

  "This is old news, it doesn't make sense."

  Fangziyue elbowed Wenyuan and whispered, "Brother-in-law, Master Dong, and An Yuanwai, one after another got poisoned. Do you think... only the three of them were poisoned?"

  Wen Yuan Dao: "What do you mean?"

  "I'm worried... will there be more people poisoned? And what about us..."

  Wen Yuan's face changed as soon as he heard, and he immediately turned his head to order his apprentice: "Quickly, according to the prescription just now, grab ten doses of medicine, can't mix a few doses with a few payments, hurry up, hurry up, use a large pot to decoct..."

  Sun Xuelian had already induced vomiting and gastric lavage to administer the antidote, although she couldn't recover immediately, but the toxin had stopped further invading her body. Her complexion improved a lot, and her mind was still clear. As soon as she heard this sentence, she also realized that there might be more people poisoned, and she hastily said: "Yi'er, Yi'er..."

  "Mother..."

  Sun Miaoyi hastily rushed to her side, and before she could speak, tears began to flow down her face. She had always lived a happy and carefree life, when had she ever encountered such a situation? In an instant, all the capable people in the house fell down, leaving only her who didn't know what to do.

  "Yi'er, listen, if... Mother dies, the Sun family... the Sun family will be handed over to you, as the head of the household, it's not... that easy, you must..."

  "Mother won't die, mother won't die." Miao Yi cried and shook her head repeatedly.

  "Shut up"

  Sun Xuelian exerted all her strength, and her stern gaze intimidated Miao Yi into not daring to cry out loud again. She hastily bit her lip, listening to Sun Xuelian with tears streaming down her face.

  "Listen, immediately... gather all the people in the mansion, once... once someone shows symptoms of poisoning, take medicine at once. All food in the mansion... all concentrated together, not allowed to eat again... use, according to the gift list, go door-to-door to inform, inform all the guests today, if... if something happens..."

  "Mother, I understand, I know what to do now. You rest well and don't speak again."

  She stood up and hurried off to make arrangements as her mother had instructed.

  An Litong only drank a cup of poisoned wine, and being fat and wide-bodied, the amount of poison he took was much smaller than that of Sun Xuelian's slender figure. The rescue was also timely, and now squeezed in the armchair, although still weak and feeble, one life was saved.

  He gritted his teeth and cursed: "Someone has poisoned, this is someone poisoning, his grandmother's, who wants to poison?"

  Just then, two rascals walked in through the door that he had pushed open. These two were none other than the ones who stood on the street that day, jeering at Geng Er's father for being a lantern seller and a sedan chair bearer. The two rascals swaggered in with their chests out, reeking of alcohol, with a disheveled man slung over their shoulders. One of them chuckled and said: "Hey, what's all the commotion? Isn't this Sun's house having a wedding today? What's going on?"

  Another rascal shouted loudly: "Give money, give money. Geng Er has promised that as long as we two brothers escort him back, he will reward each of us with ten taels of silver."

  "Sun's wife, your husband personally promised this, you can't go back on it now."

  As soon as he said this, the crowd finally recognized that the man they were holding up, with a blue nose and swollen face, gasping for breath, was actually Geng Xin. Wen Yuan and Fang Zi Yue, several busy doctors, secretly cursed their bad luck, and hastily stepped forward to take him over, without even looking at him, and quickly called out: "Quickly, bring the emetic medicine."

  His head was splitting with pain, his facial muscles were out of control and twitching involuntarily, making him look particularly ferocious. His mouth was filled with saliva that he couldn't stop from flowing out, but his mind was still clear. He had once asked the Yunnan medicine merchant about the properties and symptoms of this poison, and he knew that it was too late for an antidote now. Taking one would only prolong his life by a few moments, making him suffer even more.

  He wanted to cry and laugh at the same time: "How did things end up like this? The original plan was flawless, but unexpectedly a killer appeared halfway through, and unexpectedly this killer was someone from my own household. In the end, it ended in a self-inflicted defeat."

  "Even if I die, I won't be resigned to it... I'll watch them die first."

  It's not clear where the strength came from, but Gang Xin suddenly stood up straight, exerted himself and broke free from the two doctors. He stared at the chaotic scene in the hall with a pair of bloodshot eyes and shouted hoarsely: "One person died? Only one person died?"

  He took two steps forward, looked at Du Tianwei's body, then looked at Sun Xuelian who was sitting limply in the chair, and roared: "You're not dead? You actually didn't die?"

  Sun Xuelian opened her eyes wide, looking at the man who had shared a bed with her for over ten years as if he were a stranger. Suddenly, she understood something: "I didn't die, I took the antidote, I won't die, why...".

  He was furious, his hands stretched out to strangle her throat, but his muscles suddenly contracted and his arms curled up in a strange posture, causing him to lose balance and fall to the ground with a thud. He lay there, his arms still flexing wildly as his willpower struggled against the poison for control of his body, roaring: "How can this be? How can you not die? I've gone to such great lengths, I've gone to such great lengths! I'll kill every last one of you, how can you not die?"

  His face was twisted, and every time he said a word, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, and everyone in the hall stared at him in shock.

  Geng Xin shouted: "How can you not die? Heaven is not helping me, I originally wanted to poison all of you to death, but... but in the end, only this useless trash died"

  He gasped a few times, slowly raised his head, his neck stiffened strangely, and his eyes rolled around several times before suddenly bursting into maniacal laughter: "No, no, he's dead, he must be dead, that dog Yang Xu, hahaha... Yang Xu is definitely dead, at least I killed your adulterous husband, hahaha..."

  Summoned all the people in the mansion, Miao Yi, who had just rushed back to the main hall, happened to hear this sentence. Her heart skipped a beat and her face turned pale: "How did he know about Wen Xuan brother and me... No, what does it have to do with him? Why would he hate us so much that he would poison someone to death?"

  Miao Yi glanced at Geng Xin, who looked like a madman, and then at her mother's pale face. A bad premonition rose to her mind, but she didn't want to believe it, nor did she dare to believe it, for it was even more unbearable than the scene before her eyes.

  Geng Xin let out another mournful cry, his entire body hunched over, gradually forming a full stop. He could no longer see who was standing in front of him, only convulsing continuously, venting his pleasure in the midst of intense pain: "At least I killed Yang Xu, haha... I'm not useless, at least I... I killed one, I... I'm not... useless..."

  His legs were connected, his eyes were wide open, and the corners of his mouth still had a hint of a sly smile, slowly exhaling his last breath.

  Everyone inside and outside the hall was stunned, standing there like wooden chickens. Among the crowd that had just been called to the front hall by Sun Miao Yi, someone burst into loud wailing. It was Geng's father. Geng's father wailed: "My son, my son! I'm not dead yet, how can you leave me and never come back? My son!"

  He struggled to pounce forward, but no one came to lift his wheelchair. With a mighty push of the wheelbarrow, he fell to the ground with a thud and crawled towards the main hall, crying as he went: "Son, how can you be so foolish, thinking up such a plan? My son, it's all my fault, I'm the one who's no good. I shouldn't have said those things to you..."

  He hugged the corpse of Geng Xin, wailing loudly, and suddenly slapped his own face fiercely, like a madman. Everyone watching this disheveled old maniac was driven nearly mad by this series of unexpected events.

  At this time, An Baozi suddenly patted the armrest and shouted: "Yang Xu Yang Xu ah, didn't you hear his words? Hurry up and save Yang Xu ah, if it's too late, it will be another life lost, what kind of evil are you Sun family doing, what kind of sin are you creating?! Ah... my stomach still hurts..."

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