Chapter 382 Drugged?
Suddenly!
There was a noise from the toilet cubicle next door.
Mo Jinrong gently pushed the door open. Before he could see the person clearly, white powder was blown into his face and he was blinded.
His mouth seed to be sared with an unknown liquid.
The toilet door was closed and Mo Jinrong tried to open his eyes, but it was too difficult.
A fragrant scent reached his mouth. Was he kissed?
“Who are you?”
Mo Jinrong pushed the person aside.
The person didn’t speak, but Mo Jinrong shouted loudly, “Mo San! Mo San!”
When Mo San heard the call, he rushed in, kicked the toilet door open, and pulled Mo Jinrong out!
“Who are you?”
Mo San helped Mo Jinrong wash the white powder off his face.
After Mo Jinrong washed himself clean, he realized that the person in front of him was Lan Yaxin. “It’s you?”
Mo Jinrong stared at her through gritted teeth. “Brother-in-law, I’m doing this because I love you so much…”
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Lan Yaxin felt wronged.
“Get out! Get out now!”
Mo Jinrong wiped his mouth, wondering what unknown liquid he had eaten.
He washed the white powder off his body and staggered away.
The mont he walked out, he felt dizzy.
“Young Master, what’s wrong? Are you ill?”
Mo San was nervous and was about to take out the dicine when Mo Jinrong stopped him.
“I’m alright, go in!”
Mo Jinrong endured it and walked in to sit down.
“I’ll get Mo San to send the contract over, so everyone can sign it.”
“That’s right. Boss Mo is a smart person. Isn’t it good to earn money together?”
Qin Hao smiled slyly.
“Boss Mo, did you take a shower?”
Zhao Guoliang looked at Mo Jinrong, who was covered in water and looked exhausted. Mo Jinrong ignored him, drank a mouthful of red wine, and stood up to leave.
“Boss Mo, you’re leaving already? You’re really not giving face.”
Old Master Tan smiled.
“I’m already giving you face. I don’t like being threatened, don’t push your luck!”
Mo Jinrong smiled and left the room.
In the elevator, Mo Jinrong tugged at his tie, feeling strangely hot. “Young Master, what’s wrong?” “Nothing, it’s a little hot!” Mo Jinrong started to sweat profusely. “Hot? No, it’s just over 10 degrees today. Young Master, do you have a fever?”
Mo San touched Mo Jinrong’s head and noticed that he was hot and sweating profusely.
“Young Master, what’s wrong? You’re ill, I’ll take you to the hospital. Your mouth was sared with sothing just now, let’s go to the hospital!”
Mo San was worried.
“There’s no need. Mo Shengli has been sending people to monitor . I can’t let him find at the hospital. Send ho and call Anran
over.”
It was normal for Lan Anran to visit Mo Jinrong’s house, so Mo Shengli probably wouldn’t think too much about it.
The Mo Family.
When Mo Jinrong reached ho, his body was feeling hot and the heat was unbearable.
He recalled that he must have been drugged with Lan Yaxin’s aphrodisiac, which was the sa as from that ti with Mo San.
Mo San imdiately called Lan Anran.
“Young Madam, hurry and co over. Sothing happened to Young Master and he was drugged by your sister. He doesn’t want to go to the hospital, please bring the first aid kit over.”
Lan Anran was making dicine for Lan Tingyun at ho when she received Mo San’s call.
She hurriedly brought the first aid kit to the Mo Residence.
Lan Yaxin!
Just you wait!
When Lan Anran arrived at the Mo Family’s house, Mo Jinrong was in a daze and was becoming more and more agitated.
“Forget it! Get out!”
Mo Jinrong’s eyes turned red and he forcefully pushed Mo San away.
Mo San was pushed out and Mo Jinrong locked himself in the room.
He rushed into the bathroom and turned on the cold water, running it over his head. It still couldn’t relieve the heat, so he lay in the bathtub and let the cold water wash over him.
“How is ihe?”
Lan Anran listened to the voice of the person inside worriedly.
“Young Madam, what should we do? I don’t know what Lan Yaxin used on Young Master, but he is becoming violent. Please save him…” Mo San said. “Give the key! I want to go in!”
Lan Anran pushed the door and found it locked.
“Alright, I’ll get it!” Mo San turned around to open the door with the spare key.
The room was extrely quiet.
Lan Anran watched as the bathroom’s door was opened, thinking that Mo Jinrong should be inside.
She walked in and saw Mo Jinrong lying in the bathtub with the water almost covering his head. Seeing that he was about to drown, Lan Anran hurried over to save him.
She pulled him out.
Mo Jinrong’s body was hot and he kept asking for water.
“Water! Water!”
Mo San hurriedly passed a bottle of mineral water to Mo Jinrong. “It’s useless, he needs to calm down!”
The mont Lan Anran opened the first aid kit, Mo Jinrong pounced on her and hugged her.
“Water! Water!”
“You can leave first!” Lan Anran hugged Mo Jinrong and said to Mo San.
Mo San left silently and closed the door.
“Jinrong? Jinrong?” Lan Anran patted his face lightly but did not get any reaction from him.
She gently took off his coat and threw it on the ground.
Then she took out a bottle of red pills, counted out a few of them, and gave them all to Mo Jinrong.
It was a tranquiliser pill and Mo Jinrong cald down after taking it, but his body was still hot.
Helpless, she could only take out a five-centiter long needle, insert it abruptly into Mo Jinrong’s acupuncture point and pull it out.
Now, she could only use the bloodletting therapy to reduce his temperature. Mo Jinrong’s blood slid down his arm and onto the ground.
After about five minutes, his body gradually turned cool.
Lan Anran felt that it was enough and gave him a large white pill, which could help his body resist the effects of the aphrodisiac in Mo Jinrong’s body. Although she didn’t know how much Mo Jinrong had taken, this pill was enough.
After that, Lan Anran bandaged Mo Jinrong’s wound.
“Mo San! Mo San!” Lan Anran shouted loudly.
Mo San thought sothing had happened and ran over. The sight of the blood made his heart ache.
“Young Madam, what’s wrong with Young Master?”
“It’s alright, I let his blood out to cool him down. You can drag him to the bed now.”
Lan Anran smiled and cleaned up the blood silently. “Young Madam, you can get the servants to do it,” Mo San said.
“It’s alright, I don’t want to scare them.”
Lan Anran cleaned up the bloodstains and stood by the side of the bed to watch over Mo Jinrong.
Her dicine had a slight side effect: the body would feel cold after cooling down, which was why Mo Jinrong kept complaining about it. “Cold! Cold!”
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