Ye Weiwei's heart trembled violently, and blood flowed from the red eyes of the God of Death. His open mouth had sharp fangs, and his voice was shrill and terrifying.
"It was you who killed everyone! You, the king of poison, spent three months destroying the world!"
Ye Weiwei held her head and kept shaking her head, "I didn't, I didn't destroy this world, I really didn't!"
"It's you, anyone who touches your body will die. Xiao Jinghan, Xiao Yiran, Xiao Chenxi, Lu Zian, Xiao Lingyun..."
The God of Death read those names slowly, word by word.
Ye Weiwei felt as if a pair of hands were strangling her neck, denying her a chance to breathe.
"No, don't read it!" she shouted, slowly sinking into the abyss...
When Ye Weiwei woke up again, she was sweating profusely and her hair was soaked. She saw that her nails were dark purple where they were originally crescent white.
She subconsciously pinched her face and frowned in pain.
Now he is awake.
But the dark purple on the nails... is it really poisonous?
Ye Weiwei put her hand on her forehead, and the terrifying dream once again occupied her mind.
If...she is a poison king, she will kill everyone, everyone who comes into contact with her, is this really the case?
Ye Weiwei took a deep breath, picked up her phone, and read last night's text messages again.
If you are poisoned, you will know by doing a blood test.
Ye Weiwei didn't think much and got up directly. After taking a shower, she changed into a set of sportswear and went out.
Lu Zian saw her coming, smiled and came up to her. He slapped her head first, and then said, "You look bad, whose face was bad last night?"
Ye Weiwei shook her head, "No, it's okay."
"If you sleep well, someone else may not sleep well." Lu Zian raised his phone.
It turned out that Jamel Xiao and his daughter had been sending messages to Ye Weiwei in the study last night, but there was no reply from Ye Weiwei. So he sent a message to Lu Zian and asked him to go see Ye Weiwei.
But Ye Weiwei's door was closed tightly at that time, and it was not convenient for him as a man to go in, so he told Jamel Xiao that Ye Weiwei was already asleep.
Xiao Jamhan was unwilling to comply. He told Lu Zian a lot of things to look at.
Finally, Lu Zian couldn't bear it anymore and replied: "Is it easy for men to enter a woman's boudoir? If you say it's convenient, then I will go in. I will be responsible if I see your wife sleeping, so don't hit me!"
Jamel Xiao was honest at that time and replied asking Lu Zian to pay more attention to Ye Weiwei in the morning.
Ye Weiwei looked at the WeChat conversation between the two and couldn't laugh or cry.
Because she wanted to make a clean break with Jamel Xiao, she blocked Jamel Xiao's large and small accounts, etc., so she couldn't receive Xiao Jamhan's text messages at all.
"Come with me to the hospital for a check-up. Jamel Xiao is worried. Grandpa and I are equally worried, right?" Lu Zian's complaint was just a complaint, but when it came to Ye Weiwei's health, he was not ambiguous at all.
Ye Weiwei happened to need to go to the hospital, so she nodded.
Lu Zian is a practitioner of both Chinese and Western medicine. When he couldn't find anything wrong with his pulse, he asked Ye Weiwei to do a blood routine.
There was no big problem with the data, so he told Ye Weiwei not to be nervous.
Ye Weiwei suddenly proposed that she wanted to read the test results herself.
Lu Zian thought that she was influenced by the professors yesterday and really wanted to study medicine, so he printed out the test form and sent it to Ye Weiwei.
Ye Weiwei has a very good memory, and she clearly remembers the data in the MMS pictures.
At this time, the data does not match the picture.