Dressed as a wealthy widow who inherits billions of inheritances

Chapter 20 Can't wait to kill her
After waiting for about ten seconds, the doorknob was carefully turned open.

Although her eyes are closed, Xia Zhiwei can tell that this person is a family doctor through his breath, body odor, and the weight of his footsteps.

"Ma'am?"

Song Si called out tentatively. Seeing that Xia Zhiwei on the bed did not respond, he hesitated for a moment, looked around instinctively, then took out a large syringe from his pocket, and injected the liquid inside. Put into a drip bottle.

After Song Si left in a hurry, Xia Zhiwei raised his hand to remove the hanging needle on the back of his hand, stared at the obviously tampered hanging bottle for a long time, then got up and went to the decoration shelf to find a bottle that looked old. Teapot, pour all the medicine in the drip bottle into the teapot.

After that, she found the vase under the bed and put it back together with the teapot.

About half an hour later, Wei Lai knocked on the door and came in. Seeing that the hanging needle on the back of Xia Zhiwei's hand had been removed, he didn't think much about it.

He was about to take away the empty bottle when Xia Zhiwei on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

"housekeeper."

"Hey ma'am, are you awake?"

Wei Lai's expression was natural, his eyes were peaceful, and he wasn't surprised or strange in the slightest because of her sudden sobriety.

Obviously, Wei Lai didn't know about the tricks of the family doctor.

"Give me this."

Although Wei Lai was strange, he respectfully handed over the bottle to Xia Zhiwei.

Xia Zhiwei found a luggage bag from the closet, put the bottle in it, and found a place to hide it.

Wei Lai was confused, "Ma'am, why are you hiding this?"

Xia Zhiwei turned her head to stare at the butler, her apricot eyes revealed a hint of sharpness, "Butler, can I trust you?"

Wei Lai nodded nervously, "Madam, is something wrong?"

"Don't ask, and don't tell anyone about it. You just need to remember that you left with the bottle after you gave me the needle. You don't know anything else."

Wei Lai is not stupid either, his face suddenly changed, "Ma'am, is there something wrong with the medicine in the hanging bottle?"

"Whether there is a problem or not has nothing to do with you, you just have to pretend that you don't know anything."

"oh oh."

Wei Lai was in a fog, and didn't notice that today's wife is very different from the past.

"Ma'am, what should I do now?"

"It's fine to just leave. If someone asks you to hang the bottle, you just say it was thrown into the trash."

Wei Lai nodded quickly, "Okay, I understand, ma'am, shall I go first?"

"Ah."

About 10 minutes after Wei Lai left, the bedroom door was quietly opened from the outside again.

Xia Zhiwei lay on the bed and pretended to be unconscious, but she could feel that the person who came was not a family doctor.

There was a strong smell of incense on the other party's body, obviously he had just come from the mourning hall.

Shen Chuanlin tried Xia Zhiwei's breath, and called her twice, seeing that she didn't respond, he took out a pair of gloves from his pocket and put them on.

Afterwards, he took out an empty medicine bottle and stuffed it into Xia Zhiwei's hand. After printing Xia Zhiwei's fingerprints on the bottle, he put the medicine bottle on the bedside table, took out a piece of paper, and drew a gourd in the same way. He printed Xia Zhiwei's finger on the paper.

After finishing all this, Shen Chuanlin stared at Xia Zhi who was on the bed and sneered slightly, "If you want to blame it, blame you for marrying into the Shen family. Now that Shen Ye is dead, you just went underground and continued to be a ghost couple with him."

After the door of the room was closed again, Xia Zhiwei sat up from the bed stiffly, picked up the medicine bottle and paper on the bedside table and took a look.

Good guy, it turned out to be sleeping pills and a suicide note!
It seems that she is really in the way of these people, so impatient to kill her.

Xia Zhiwei took out the mobile phone hidden in the potted plant, and saved and backed up the video recorded just now to the network disk.

(End of this chapter)