At this time, the gate of Jiang Mansion was locked.
I heard that Mrs. Jiang, who was originally in power in the Jiang Mansion, was always upset that her daughter-in-law could not have children.
And her son Jiang Zimo didn't want to marry another woman or have a concubine, so he was already mad.
Some time ago, she went out to visit famous doctors to see if she could obtain a magical elixir for having children, so that her daughter-in-law could successfully give birth to offspring for the Jiang family.
I also heard that Mrs. Jiang is in very poor health and is bedridden every day.
Her husband Jiang Zimo had no choice but to accompany her every day, and all the affairs of the Jiang family were left to the housekeeper of the Jiang Mansion to handle temporarily.
He Lianchen and the dolphin knocked on the door of Jiang Mansion.
But after a while, Jiang Mansion's housekeeper came to open the door.
"We want to see Master Jiang, Jiang Zimo."
He Lianchen directly explained his intention.
"Today is inconvenient. Something big happened in our Jiang Mansion. You'd better visit this young master another day."
Butler Jiang didn't have much time to go and greet He Lianchen, he just wanted to lock the door.
"Hey, what big thing happened in your Jiang Mansion?"
The dolphin held the door open, preventing Butler Jiang from closing it.
She smelled an unusual atmosphere in the house...
It seems to be...a very strong...smell of blood...
"Hey, our young lady is bleeding heavily...the bleeding can't be stopped now...the young master is impatient..."
Zhao Yan's room.
Zhao Yan lying on the bed was indeed bloody...
Her lower body kept bleeding... bleeding...
Jiang Zimo was beside her, holding her hand, very scared, worried, even angry...
Jiang Zimo looked at the masked man who kept inserting fine needles into Zhao Yan's body, saying that this would stop the bleeding.
If Zhao Yan wasn't in critical condition right now, Jiang Zimo would have slapped away the masked man who almost killed Zhao Yan.
Jiang Zimo really wanted to scold this masked man bloody...
But that's not possible now. Zhao Yan's life is still in his hands.
"Ah, it hurts... it hurts..."
Zhao Yan suddenly shouted, holding her husband's arm tightly with both hands, biting her lower lip until it turned white.
"How could this happen...how could this happen...Will Yan'er be okay?"
Jiang Zimo was so angry that he wanted to kill someone, but he was also very worried.