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He took out a bottle of white transparent liquid from the dicine box, then took out a syringe, and seeing that big needle, Ye Ranran kept stepping back.

"Hold her." Shen Yuzhe motioned to Ye Tianjing.

Ye Tianjing grabbed Ye Ranran’s arm, preventing her from moving recklessly.

"Let’s give an injection first to prevent the poison from spreading, or else you’ll feel even worse." Shen Yuzhe softened his tone.

Ye Ranran tremblingly reached out her hand, and Shen Yuzhe held it without hesitation. The next second, pain spread across her skin.

Ye Ranran buried her face in Ye Tianjing’s chest, holding back from screaming.

"All done." Shen Yuzhe put the syringe back into the dicine box, then took out a microscope from inside.

After the injection, Ye Ranran felt a bit drowsy. She shook her head and saw Shen Yuzhe holding a microscope, examining sothing on her bed.

"There really are poisonous insects." Shen Yuzhe stopped at a certain spot.

"Poisonous insects? How is that possible?" Ye Tianjing was astonished.

"If you don’t believe it, take a look." Shen Yuzhe placed the insect under the microscope.

Ye Tianjing leaned over, under the microscope, a black insect was constantly crawling, leaving a black trace wherever it went.

"This kind of poisonous insect is called the purple mother insect. If bitten and not treated promptly, it can cause myocarditis, leading to heart and other organ failure, and eventually death." Shen Yuzhe looked at Ye Ranran aningfully: "Who recently wants you dead? Where’s your bodyguard?"

Ye Ranran completely lost her sleepiness; her whole body turned icy cold.

Calming down for a mont, she was about to make a call, but One called first.

"Ma’am, that old couple has escaped. I tracked their escape route closely following your filming route. Ma’am, you need to be careful, I’ll arrive tomorrow."

"What were you doing earlier?" Ye Ranran gritted her teeth: "I almost got killed because of you."

"Did they make a move?" One’s voice was cold.

"Co over and we’ll talk, don’t tell my husband." If Jun Mochan knew, he would be extrely worried.

One was silent; such a big issue, not telling Jun Mochan, Jun Mochan would definitely flip out.

"He’s extrely busy right now; do you think he can spare the ti to co over?" Telling him would only make him more worried.

"The young master will demand you co back imdiately." Actually, One also didn’t agree with her going over there.

In such a remote place, what if sothing happens?

"Please support my work, okay?" The words that were originally full of confidence now sounded weak and lacked strength because of the recent injection.

One continued to be silent.

"Say sothing." Ye Ranran was getting angry.

"The young master will be angry."

"I’ll handle it."

One remained silent, and after a while said, "The young master will punish ."

"I’ll take your place."

One: "..." She clearly knew the young master couldn’t bear to.

One found that the lady had beco increasingly difficult after returning.

"Yes or no, say a word."

"Yes." One gritted his teeth to say the word.

Let it be; after all, it’s the lady who’s making him do this.

Ye Ranran satisfactorily hung up the phone.

Ye Tianjing wasn’t very supportive of what she was doing: "Isn’t it a bit inappropriate to do this?"

"Inappropriate? Do you want to wait and let him drag back?" Ye Ranran rolled her eyes.

"Uh, will he?" Ye Tianjing didn’t quite believe it, given how Jun Mochan spoiled her, it didn’t seem like he’d do such a thing.

"You try and see if he would." Ye Ranran was too lazy to explain much: "Please book a room for , I can’t sleep here anymore."

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