The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 1325 Poisoning in the Teacup

Li Weimin also planned to leave Zhang Cuilan's residence, but his body shook as soon as he stood up.

The dizziness was severe, and the body became scorching hot. A hot current gathered in the body, and then quickly rushed to the lower abdomen.

He was not an ignorant boy, and the toasting between the two brothers in the evening felt something was wrong, but he didn't expect to be set up in his own home.

Mrs. Xu pretended to be packing the tea set, but she was actually observing secretly. When she saw Li Weimin's body shaking with her eyes closed, she curled her lips secretly.

Zhang Cuilan also noticed that something was wrong with Li Weimin, and enduring a bursting headache, she got up and walked over while leaning on the armrest of the sofa.

"Weimin, are you alright?"

Seeing the worry and eagerness on Zhang Cuilan's face, Aunt Xu also put down the tea set in her hand and walked over to help Li Weimin's other arm, pretending to ask with concern.

"Second Master, are you okay? How about helping you go upstairs to rest for a while?"

Li Weimin pressed his temples hard, wanting to use the pain to stimulate himself to wake up, he lightened his thin lips and struggled to squeeze out two words.

"Need not,"

It's just that Zhang Cuilan didn't see him in such pain, so she hurriedly ordered, "Sister-in-law Xu, help me to help Second Master go upstairs."

"Sister-in-law! No need!" Li Weimin refused again with difficulty, and two women were already supporting him on the stairs to work with one arm on each side.

Aunt Zhang came out of the kitchen with the hangover soup, saw her wife and Mrs. Xu helping the second master up the stairs, walked quickly to the coffee table, put down the soup, and hurriedly followed.

"Ma'am, what's wrong with Second Master?"

Li Weimin's skin was fair, even when he was drunk, he was pale and bloodless. At this time, his face was like boiled shrimp, and his palms were scorching hot.

Seeing Li Weimin react like this for the first time, Zhang Cuilan was a little panicked, and she and Mrs. Xu continued to support him upstairs, talking worriedly.

"I don't know, maybe it's an alcohol allergy, Aunt Zhang, go and call Jianhao over and let him check it."

"Ma'am, don't make such a fuss, the second master is just drunk, just rest for a while."

Mrs. Xu smiled and comforted her, and Aunt Zhang agreed. Just as she turned to go down the stairs, her back was heavy, and Zhang Cuilan exclaimed at the same time.

It was Mrs. Xu who supported Li Weimin's arm deliberately without using any strength. Li Weimin's figure flickered, and he almost retreated from the stairs.

Seeing this, Aunt Zhang had no choice but to turn around and help Li Weimin up to the second floor.

The three women stumbled to death and helped Li Weimin into Zhang Cuilan's room. Although the medicine was constantly fermenting, Li Weimin's consciousness had not been completely lost.

Holding the door with one hand and refusing to go in, frowning, he opened his mouth in pain.

"Send me back!"

If he didn't go back, he was afraid that he would do something.

"Second Master, you can rest at Madam's place for a while, and it won't be too late to send you back after the Second Young Master checks you up."

Aunt Xu kindly persuaded Li Jianhao to live in a small western-style building not far away, but it takes more than ten minutes to walk. Even if Aunt Zhang called him, it was already this time, and he might have already fallen asleep... Clothes, preparations, everything that should have happened by the time the second young master came over had already happened.

Mrs. Xu secretly planned in her heart that the task assigned by the elder must be completed no matter what!

"Aunt Zhang, hurry up and call Jianhao! Sister-in-law Xu, cook a bowl of hangover soup for the second master!" Zhang Cuilan ordered in a panic, and the two nannies agreed and ran downstairs quickly.

There were only two people left in front of the bedroom door.

Zhang Cuilan raised her hand to cover Li Weimin's hot forehead, showing distress.

"Weiye, what's wrong with you?"

The cold touch was right by his side, Li Weimin turned around and directly pressed Zhang Cuilan against the door panel. ,
(End of this chapter)