"This is just found out. Two months ago, Xiaokeai was hospitalized for acute gastroenteritis. You can watch the video." Xuan Ye said.

This surveillance video has been destroyed, and the Mafia's computer engineer has just repaired it.

...

In the video, when you walk out of the ward, your eyelids droop slightly, you can see a trace of golden light reflected from the bottom of your eyes from the covered shadow.

"It's time!" Xuan Fei suddenly narrowed his phoenix eyes and a cold light blew.

"So I suspect Shi Shi was poisoning the little cutie at that time."

"I'll go and talk to Brother Cheng and the others tomorrow."

"Um."

Both ends of the phone pondered for two seconds.

"Hang." Xuanye suddenly let out a cold voice.

Xuan Fei laughed so hard that the demon trembled again. Baba, who was particularly coquettish, had a more coquettish head.

"It's so good, my family has a great rest. Come and have a good night kiss~~~"

"Mexico is now five o'clock in the afternoon." Xuan Ye said coldly. Mexico is seven hours slower than Italy, and Italy is now late at night.

Xuan Fei was particularly good at doing good things, "Of course I know, so I'll say good night in advance~~~"

"Get out."

"twitter."

Xuanye's mouth on the phone couldn't help but tremble, chanting... The feeling of déjà vu is really too strong.

"Bang", the phone hung up without hesitation.

Xuan Fei curled the corners of his lips like a fairy. Their Ye Da is a great god! He looked at the video in the email again. Yao Hong's lips were pursed like a sword light, then turned off the computer and arched her head into the goose quilt to sleep.

...

The next morning.

When Jing Qingge woke up, Ji Yicheng was already awake. It should be said that he had only been two hours when he fell asleep last night. The painkiller given to him by Uncle Xiao had already passed. He had been in pain for almost a whole night. Compared to the severe pain caused by toxin lesions, it is now like his internal organs are being hammered by an iron fist again and again, constantly tortured.

Ji Yicheng had already helped Jing Qingge take his body temperature. Although he was still a little low in fever, he was not as scary as the previous two days. His white paper-like little face also turned back to his color.

"Wife, good morning." He took a deep breath, making his voice sound completely different, and his evil red lips were still charming.

Jing Qingge blinked lazily and smiled, muttering vaguely, "Good morning, husband."

Looking at her delicate and delicate little face, the whispering sound was soft, Ji Yicheng suddenly felt a little trembling, and subconsciously tightened the palm of her waist tightly. He hoped that he would be like this for the rest of his life. The first person he saw when he opened his eyes every morning was that she was sleeping in her arms. The first thing he heard every day was that she said to him very gently, husband, good morning...

But if Uncle Xiao failed to produce the antidote today, to be honest, he believed Shi Ming said that he might not be able to survive today because he knew his own physical condition. It was very bad, really bad, and even his breathing was painful at this moment, as if he was about to suffocate the next second.

...

Ji Yicheng smiled again, and the clenched teeth between his lips and teeth were almost broken. He lowered his head slightly, and put a good morning kiss on her eyebrows and asked again, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Jing Qingge shook his head gently. The dull pain and dizziness that had been spinning in his head in the past two days had dissipated, and his body was not so weak and weak.

"Okay." She gave him a big, peaceful smile, her eyes flashed slightly, "Where are you?"
Chapter completed!