Jiang Deming screamed secretly in his heart and tightened his legs to run to the toilet.

Tong Qingyun on the side noticed something strange about him and ran over in small steps, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Deming waved his hand towards her, "I'll be right back."

"Master, where are you going?"

Tong Qingyun blocked his way, looking troubled, "You still need to take charge of the overall situation here."

As they talked, more and more people began to feel strange, dropped their wine glasses and hurried to the toilet.

Jiang Deming couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped up his legs and ran forward.

Unexpectedly, when he stood on the steps of the hall, crossing his legs and walking down, he stumbled. When the boy beside him tried to help him, he felt a cramp in his stomach, and the hand he extended was delayed for a while.

At that moment, Jiang Deming lost his balance and rolled down the steps. The huge wave in his belly could no longer be controlled and poured down instantly.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft, pfft!"

The sound of water passing by resounded throughout the yard, and a strong smell of feces rose up.

Looking at Jiang Deming again, he was lying on the ground with his arms and legs spread out. Under the brocade robe beneath him, a pool of dirty stuff gradually spread.

This is...

Mr. Jiang, he pooped his pants.

Such a change came so suddenly that no one in the courtyard could react at once.

Those who were flattering just now had wrinkles on their noses. At this time, no one stepped forward and took the initiative to help Jiang Deming up on the ground.

Tong Qingyun's face turned pale with fright, and the concubines on the side even covered their noses with brocade handkerchiefs, and their faces turned pale with fright.

Only the young master of the Jiang family ran forward, took Jiang Deming's hand, and cried loudly: "Dad, what's wrong with you? Why did you shit your pants?"

Children speak like children and are not afraid of the eyes of others.

But Jiang Deming, who was lying on the ground, turned red with embarrassment and wished he could dig a hole on the spot and bury himself.

Jiang Chengyun, who hurried from the backyard and arrived one step late, saw the scene in front of him and asked sternly: "What happened?"

When Tong Qingyun saw her son coming, she suddenly found her backbone, "Chengyun, come quickly. The guests have abnormal health, and your father also fell."

Jiang Chengyun came to Jiang Deming in a few steps, squatted down to check on him, and called out hurriedly: "Dad, how are you?"

Tong Qingyun also ran over, turning Jiang Deming's face while calling anxiously, "Chengyun, what should I do? Your father is unconscious. Come here, call the Chinese medicine doctor."

As she spoke, Tong Qingyun stretched out her fingers and pinched Jiang Deming's forehead.

Jiang Deming was pinched so hard that his teeth and mouth cracked, and cold sweat broke out on his back, but he just didn't want to wake up.

He wakes up, what should I do?

His old face is gone, how should he face so many people?

He made up his mind that he must pretend to be dead and never wake up.

Unexpectedly, the concubines on the side, after shouting and screaming, all made suggestions: "Madam, if I can't wake the master up, that's a serious matter. You can quickly stab him with the hairpin on your head and save the master."

Life is what matters."

Use hairpins?

Jiang Deming was so angry that he vomited blood.

These usually obedient concubines are all as smart as oriole birds, but at this moment, why are they all so stupid?

Do they want to kill him?

When he thinks of thick hairpins being stuck into other people’s middles, doesn’t he die of pain?

"Hey!"

He breathed a long sigh of relief, but closed his eyes tightly and refused to open them.

Jiang Chengyun, who was on the side, noticed something unusual. He turned coldly and said, "Come here, hurry up and help the master to the back hall."

Four young men stepped forward, helped Jiang Deming up, and headed toward the backyard.

Jiang Deming always closed his eyes tightly, and his body was wet. Wherever he passed, everyone couldn't help but cover their noses and step back. The scene was very embarrassing and ugly.

In the courtyard, Jiang Deming was taken away, and some people ran to the toilet.

At this time, even the most clumsy person can understand what happened.

From the shadow under the tree, a burly man walked out and said sternly: "Master Jiang, it seems that someone tampered with the food and drinks of the Jiang family."

This person was dressed in dark black uniforms, with a pair of sharp eyes shining on his rough and handsome face.

Someone recognized him as Luo Hong, the chief of guard of the General's Mansion.

Luo Hong is a member of the government, so his words must be somewhat credible.

People who were feeling unwell fled to the toilet one after another, while those who were left in good health suddenly became panicked.

Jiang Mansion is not a place to stay for a long time. It is best to leave as soon as possible before you are poisoned.

So, someone stood up, bowed his hands and said, "Mr. Jiang, since there are still important things to deal with in the house, I will take my leave first."

As we speak, the visitor will leave.

Luo Hong stood up, stretched out his arm to block the man, and said coldly: "Now, before the poisoner has been found, it is inappropriate for you to leave."

"Poison? Do you doubt me?" The man suddenly became anxious, "I got the old man's invitation and came here specially to wish him a birthday."

"There is no one here who is not here to celebrate his birthday."

Luo Hong said in a joking tone: "Someone poisoned me. The old man was poisoned and accidentally fell down. The situation is worrying. We must not let the poisoner escape."

The man's face turned red with anger, "Master Jiang, we have been doing business with the Jiang family for more than ten years. We have a mutually beneficial relationship. If you suspect that we deliberately poisoned and caused trouble at Mr. Jiang's banquet,

It’s really chilling.”

As soon as he spoke, the others nodded.

Someone said angrily: "We came to a banquet, but a food poisoning incident occurred. Shouldn't you first wonder whether your cook's hands and feet are unclean and there is something wrong with your own food?"

"Yes!"

"If we want to investigate, we must first investigate the people within Jiang Mansion."

"Yes..."

Everyone agreed in unison.

Tong Qingyun's face turned green and red for a moment, making her look terribly ugly.

The kitchen affairs are in her charge.

She has always been strict with the servants in the mansion, so how could something like this happen?

"No. Today, all the domestic slaves who can handle the food, drinks and meals in the house have been carefully selected by me. There is absolutely no problem with any of them."

"There is no problem with your domestic slaves, so does the problem lie with us?"

Tong Qingyun's words immediately angered these people.

After all, Jiang Chengyun had been in the business world for many years. He cupped his hands in front of everyone and explained with a smile: "Everyone, calm down, we are not deliberately doubting everyone's sincerity. However, when my father held a birthday party and something like this happened, it was really serious.

It’s our Jiang government’s responsibility.”

As he spoke, he bowed to everyone and said politely: "It is for the sake of everyone's safety that we are not allowed to leave first. If someone who is in good health here suddenly gets sick and dies of a sudden illness as soon as he leaves the Jiang family gate, then he should
Chapter completed!