bullyxtreme Chapter 122 - Drug Testing
Chapter 122 - Drug Testing
"Jiujiu has been carrying this poison since birth, and I want to keep it for him." Feng Yixuan smiled and shook his head. He has been lingering on for so many years, and has become accustomed to the pain from being tortured by this poison. He is not afraid that it will continue like this. His Jiujiu can be saved, that's great!
"Fifth brother, you don't have to do this. The amount of antidote is enough for the two of you. Why don't you try the medicine on Jiujiu first?" Feng Muyan nodded in understanding.
Sure enough, Feng Yixuan looked surprised and took out the porcelain bottle from his arms in disbelief. He opened the stopper and poured it out. Four brown pills of the same size rolled out of the bottle into his palm.
Seeing Feng Yixuan pick up a pill and was about to swallow it, Song Yunshi hurried over, snatched it away, and put it into her own mouth.
Seeing this, Feng Yixuan quickly pinched Song Yunshi's chin and whispered, "Yun'er, spit it out, please!"
"We are a family that will be together in life and death, so why can't I try the medicine!" At this moment, Song Yunshi was as stubborn as a child, shaking his head continuously.
How could Feng Yixuan refuse such a pair of soft yet strong eyes? He could only slowly loosen his hand and whispered, "Did I hurt you just now?"
"No, Wuqing, no matter what happens in the future, don't handle it alone, okay?" Song Yunshi held Feng Yixuan's overly thin hand with heartache.
"Okay, let's go together."
Half an hour later, Song Yunshi found that she had not suffered any poisoning reaction, so she allowed Feng Yixuan to take the pill. Then she took the pill and went to the yard to find Jiujiu.
"Yuntian, you have been traveling around the world for all these years. Have you got any news about Li'er?" Feng Muyan asked cautiously, but his eyes were fixed on the teacup in his hand. He didn't dare to look at Song Yuntian's expression, for he was afraid to see any expression other than joy on Song Yuntian's face.
"There is no news!" Song Yuntian sighed, then smiled calmly and said, "But, isn't no news also good news? This at least proves that our Li'er is still alive and well in some corner of the world."
"Ninth brother, what are your plans for the future?" Feng Yixuan asked.
"We will set off to return to Nanyue tomorrow. The Shen family has been at ease for too long. It's time to collect the debt." After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Song Yuntian and said in a low voice: "Yuntian, are you willing to return to Nanyue to help me?"
"How can I be left out when dealing with the Shen family!" Song Yuntian said coldly, his fists clenched so tightly that they turned white. If it weren't for Shen Junyang's cruelty and coercion, how could Li'er's life or death still be unknown.
"Ninth brother, I will go back with you and I can help you in some way." Feng Yixuan said.
"What about my sister-in-law and Jiujiu?" Feng Muyan frowned slightly, feeling torn between a choice. If his fifth brother could help him in the campaign against the Shen family, it would surely be a godsend, but how could his fifth brother bear to abandon his sister-in-law and her son?
"Didn't Yun'er just say that we are a family together through life and death? We will all go back to Nanyue. You don't need to worry too much." Feng Yixuan could see what Feng Muyan was thinking.
That night, Feng Yixuan hurried to Mingxue Academy to resign from his position as a teacher of classics and history. On his way back, he bought more than a dozen kinds of food from snack stalls along the street and took them home.
Jiujiu, who was practicing martial arts with Feng Muyan in the yard, saw the food in Feng Yixuan's hand and ran over.
"Daddy, are these for Jiujiu?" Feng Shijiu excitedly circled around Feng Yixuan, her eyes fixed on the large and small bags of food in his hands. She was thinking about the order in which to eat these things.
Feng Yixuan rubbed the top of Feng Shijiu's head with amusement, stuffed all the food in his hands into his arms, then gently pinched his nose and said, "Go and give these things to your mother, and ask her to pack them up for Jiujiu to take on the road."
Feng Shijiu nodded somewhat disappointedly, holding the food and turned to walk towards the inner hall, but suddenly remembered something, turned back and asked: "Dad, what do you mean by giving Jiujiu food on the way? Are we going out to play?"
"No, we may never come back once we leave." Feng Yixuan said softly.
Feng Shijiu was slightly stunned, with no expression showing any emotion, then he nodded obediently and ran away.
"Brother-in-law, is Jiujiu okay?" Song Yuntian had been with Feng Shijiu for a few days and could more or less see his emotions. Although the boy looked well-behaved, he always felt that he was actually unhappy.
Feng Yixuan smiled faintly and shook his head. That boy might be reluctant to leave the little girl from the Yun family in Xinjie.
The next morning, several people loaded their packed luggage onto the carriage. Song Yunshi looked at the locked door of the flower shop with some nostalgia, and a hint of sadness and reluctance appeared in her beautiful eyes. Feng Yixuan stepped forward and put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Yun'er, if we settle down in the future, I will definitely take you back to visit the old place."
"Wuqing, let's go." Song Yunshi chuckled and nodded.
"Why is Jiujiu missing?" Song Yuntian asked with some surprise. He and Feng Shijiu slept in the same room last night. The boy tossed and turned on the bed and fell asleep only at dawn. Now he disappeared again. There must be something wrong.
"Haha!" Song Yunshi and Feng Yixuan looked at each other and couldn't help laughing out loud. He said jokingly, "Yuntian, you should hurry up and find a good girl to marry. Jiujiu already has a lover, and you, as an uncle, are lagging behind!"
So, that boy went to say goodbye to his sweetheart? Song Yuntian said a little depressed: "Sister, Jiujiu is just a little boy, and you don't care about him! This is going to be a little pervert!" Song Yunshi just smiled and looked at Song Yuntian without saying a word, until the other party lowered his head guiltily, she covered her mouth and chuckled.
In the waterside pavilion corridor built around the lake in the Yun family compound in Xinjie, Feng Shijiu stood with his hands behind his back behind a little girl in purple. In his hand he was holding a red rose still dripping with water. He kept praying in his heart that Uncle Mu's method must be effective!