419: You Know What I Mean

You Know What I Mean

Jiang Liran's expression was ugly, glaring at Xia Xibei with a deadly stare, "What do you mean?"0

Xia Xibei was not frightened by his actions and remained as composed as ever.

"The eggs of this parasite poison have to be eaten."

Crap! Eaten? Eating parasite eggs?

Jiang Yuran's eyes snapped wide with disgust—that was gross!

"Of course, this is only the first step," Xia Xibei said without any rush. "To make the eggs hatch, you have to drink nutrients every day..."

"Wait a minute!" Jiang Yuran interrupted her with a disgusted look. "What is this nutrient?"

His face was contorted as his features wrinkled together, fully expressing his disgust.

"Forget it, you'd better stop, I don't think my big brother wants to know either!" It felt like the next thing he heard wouldn't be anything good.

Xia Xibei was speechless.

She swept him a glance and continued, "The nutrients have a taste, so they are usually mixed in tea, coffee, or milk. You have to drink it for a month before the eggs hatch."

A month?

Jiang Yuran's face was very unpleasant, although not as twisted as Jiang Liran's. After all, it was him who had the parasites in his stomach!

Jiang Yuran slapped his head in a sudden realization, "So the one who poisoned my brother could be his secretary?!"

After all, only a secretary would bring drinks to Jiang Liran every day.

Jiang Liran's face became even more unpleasant.

"Not necessarily," Xia Xibei shook her head. "These nutrients have to be drunk at the eleventh hour, that is, between seven and nine o'clock in the evening."

Jiang Yuran's face was suddenly pale and his eyes appeared shocked and suspicious.

"Seven to nine o'clock at night?" Jiang Yuran was shocked. "Then the secretary is ruled out!"

Jiang Liran and his secretary didn't have an intimate relationship, and their company closed on time every day, so the secretary was long gone by seven o'clock.

"So we have to ask Mr. Jiang." Xia Xibei looked at Jiang Liran again. "Mr. Jiang should have an idea who it is, right?"

Jiang Liran's face was steely, as if he would pass out in the next second.

Jiang Yuran also reacted with a shocked face, "It can't be... Sister Dongqing?!"

"Shut up!" Jiang Liran shouted in a low voice, his conviction not too strong. "It can't be her!"

Jiang Yuran, however, did not care and yelled out, "I clearly remember you having dinner with Sister Dongqing every night for a while!"

The meals were all after seven o'clock and the nutrients could be put in the soup for him to drink.

Jiang Liran's chest rose and fell sharply, his mind full of chaos.

He looked sharply at Xia Xibei. 

"You!"

He wanted to say that Xia Xibei was lying, but before he could say the words, he saw Xia Xibei take out a bag with silver needles from her school bag and a small bottle of 100ml.

"Whether it's true or not, we can tell by looking."

She didn't have time to dwell unnecessarily with Jiang Liran.

To make him believe, she would use the facts.

Xia Xibei opened the bag of silver needles. Inside were a variety of silver needles, all in different lengths, sizes, and thickness.

Then she opened the small bottle and the fragrant smell of wine wafted out of it.

After promising Jiang Yuran she'd come, she had made all the preparations.

Looking at her skilled movements, Jiang Liran's mind went even more blank.

This... She really knew what she was doing!

"Your hand."

Jiang Liran did not respond.

Jiang Yuran immediately stepped forward and pulled his big brother's hand over.

Xia Xibei placed the silver needle bag on her lap, pulled out some silver needles, and then quickly inserted them into Jiang Liran's forearm.

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