To be precise, she is a woman who looks like a human and a ghost, with a haggard face.
The long skirt is in tatters, the hair is unkempt, and the bones are as thin as wood.
Her eyes hidden under her long hair were vacant and lifeless, and her body was huddled under the stone table, trembling like a frightened bird at the approaching footsteps.
Wen Bichen.
It is hard to imagine that a high-spirited woman would become like this after just one night.
If she was left outside, she would be a beggar, and no one would give her a second glance.
"That's her..."
Shen Xue pointed at Wen Bichen:
"When Liu Yingying came, she was already there."
"I don't know how I got in. I came here from the clinic and was shocked..."
She still had a vivid memory of this woman. She knelt down in public just for Qin Feng to save her life.
Qin Feng knelt down and held the woman's wrist.
"Don't, don't touch me..."
Wen Bichen struggled to break away and hid her body completely under the stone table.
"Why is she looking for you?"
Qin Feng did not talk about his condition: "You can tell me about it."
The Wen family is active in Nandu like crazy, and it must be more than just arresting one or two people.
Wen Bichen said nothing, and cast a panicked glance through her hair from the corner of her eye.
"You have the right to remain silent."
Qin Feng said impatiently: "I also have the right to throw you out of here."
This woman has caused so much trouble for herself, yet she pretends to be silent.
"She ran away from Wen's house secretly."
"The old man of the Wen family is seriously ill and is dying."
"Seventeen house owners are involved in a dispute over family property, and the third house where Li Jin'e is located is just a trustee."
"According to the Wen family rules, people with foreign surnames are not allowed to control family assets."
"If Li Jin'e wants to continue to enjoy wealth, she must get Wen Lan back and let Wen Lan inherit the family business."
"As the mistress, she should inherit all existing rights."
Following the sound of voices, Liu Yingying appeared at the back door of the clinic.
Her delicate body leaned lightly against the door frame, lighting a lady's cigarette and smoking it gracefully.
"Wen Lan is not in Jinling now."
"After she went back last time, she left suddenly for some reasons."
"As for the reason."
She held a cigarette between her delicate fingers and pointed at Wen Bichen: "Her sister-in-law knows."
"As for why Li Jin'e wanted to find her."
"She knows it better than anyone else."
Qin Feng looked at Wen Bichen, grabbed her hand and lifted her out from under the table.
He didn't waste any time, he pushed Wen Bichen on the table and let go and tore open her clothes.
Wen Bichen is in her thirties, the age when women are most mature.
She is well-maintained and has good family genes. She looks similar to Wen Lan. Even though she is skinny and skinny due to illness, her skin is as shiny and delicate as an eighteen-year-old girl, exuding charm and temptation.
Wen Bichen tried to struggle in fear.
"Puff puff!"
Qin Feng had already pierced her chest with three needles.
"Woo!"
After three injections, Wen Bichen's facial features changed dramatically.
She seemed to be in great pain, and her open skirt revealed a black tube top.
Large areas of water stains made the tube top wet.
She raised her head, and the black veins on her white swan-like neck popped out and squirmed rapidly.
Black blood began to flow from the corners of his mouth.
The next second, Qin Feng made an action that stunned everyone.
He grabbed Wen Bichen's neck with one hand and fixed her on the stone table.
The other hand pressed directly towards that beautiful temptation.
Zhang Biao and Sha Kun hurriedly turned around and walked out of the courtyard.
Shen Xue's eyes widened and she covered her mouth with her hands.
Liu Yingying leaned against the doorframe, her beautiful eyes looking at Qin Feng's big hands in shock.
He stared intently at those empty eyes until a look of surprise flashed across her eyes...
He pulled back and Wen Bichen quickly turned over and lay on the stone table.
With a "pop", pus and blood spit out.
Then small streams of black blood flowed from the corners of his mouth onto the table.
"Bring over three tiger bone pills."
Qin Feng didn't look back and gave instructions calmly.
"Oh, oh, okay."
Shen Xue woke up from her dream, turned around and ran towards the pharmacy.
Wen Bichen was lying on the stone table, her face becoming paler as she spat out black blood, and her eyes that finally regained color gradually dimmed...
Qin Feng took the tiger bone pill, opened her mouth and slapped it inside.
"Gulu gulu..."
After taking three pills, Wen Bichen leaned against the stone table, breathing heavily.
The veins in his neck subsided, and the color gradually returned to his pretty face. His eyes raised, staring at Qin Feng motionless:
"Half, half a month later, Wen Lan will get married."