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Jiang Ruoqing started to size him up again. Even though the old man was already in flower armor, her brows revealed a faint sharpness, and one could tell that he was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

"Hello."

The old man didn't even raise his eyes as he said indifferently, "Miss Jiang, sit down. We can chat, I think you will be interested."

She couldn't help but clench her fists. She was really nervous. She nervously sat beside him on the sofa with a fitting smile on her face. "I don't know how to call you?"

"Just call me grandpa as well."

Jiang Ruoqing was puzzled, why did he say that she would be calling him from Jing Moxuan's side, and not Cheng Yichen's. Forget it, why would she bother with these things? No need at all.

"Hello, Jing Moxuan is not here, are you looking for him?" She asked as if it was a matter of course. He shouldn't have come to look for her anyway. She was just a small shrimp, so he shouldn't have attracted the old man's attention at all.

The old man smiled and took a sip of tea. With a glimmer in his eyes, he said, "I'm not here to look for him. I'm here to see you."

"Meet me?" Her mouth was wide open in shock and confusion could be seen in her eyes. Why would she want to meet her?

"I'm just curious about why Xuan boy cares about you so much. If I remember correctly, you were Yi Chen's wife?" He quietly took out a cigar and asked, "Can I order it?"

"Yes, I don't mind." The corner of Jiang Ruoqing's mouth twitched, and he said softly, "Jing Moxuan didn't pay special attention to me, he probably only caught me here for some sort of benefit."

"Capture you?" The old man laughed out loud, his eyes filled with astonishment. "You probably don't know? "Ever since Xuan's mother died, he would come back to me every year for his birthday to worship her, but this year, he came too late. I didn't understand it before, but after seeing you, I understood."

Jiang Ruoqing frowned, this meant that she had delayed Jing Moxuan? Or did he care about her? How could this be? The two of them had known each other for such a short period of time, and hadn't he done all this for the sake of benefits? In order to defeat Cheng Yichen?

"Grandfather, what do you want to say?"

"I want to say that you affected him." "As for how much you will affect him, I'm not sure. But if you stay by his side, perhaps I'll be a bit more at ease. Next week, when it's my birthday, I'll come and participate."

The old man stood up, looked at her again, and said in a low voice, "I will carry out layers of selection to see if you are suitable for Xuan boy."

Jiang Ruoqing's expression froze for a moment, she stood up and immediately rejected her, "Grandfather, I think you're mistaken, I have nothing to do with Jing Moxuan. I'm not sure about what happened to him, but I definitely won't get involved with him."

The old man's expression changed slightly, and his entire face revealed a serious expression. "Why are you so determined to refuse?"

"This is my principle."

"Then I can't keep you. Leave as soon as possible." The old man gave her a deep look and walked out.

The old man in the cabin sneered and looked at the woman who was still standing at the door, "This woman has quite a character."

"Master, I don't quite understand what you're trying to do." The butler looked surprised, "Isn't this woman the wife of the young master? Why did you have to match our Young Master together? And she obviously doesn't like it. "

The old man's eyes shone with interest. "Don't you find it interesting?"

The butler did not know what to say. He kept silent and looked at the woman at the door, shaking his head.

A car was speeding along the road, and the driver appeared to be in a hurry. Finally, the car entered a lively alley, and the door opened to reveal a man in black clothes and a large hat.

He lowered his head and walked into the depths of the alleyway, from lively to quiet. Finally, he stood in front of a door and knocked three times in an extremely solemn manner.

"Door card."

The man took out a card from his pocket and held it up, then said in a low voice, "Can you go in now?"

The guard looked at each other and nodded, making way for a man to enter. It was very quiet inside. A few people were walking on the path, but they all lowered their heads and walked forward in a hurry.

This place was no different from the alleys outside. It was made up of shops, but these shops were all closed. The signs that hung above them were also very strange. This was the black market of this country.

Every country had a black market, and the treasures that were sold were all rare and precious. It was very normal for strange things to happen in there, so those that could enter here were all carefully selected with money and power.

He walked forward and finally stopped at a place that was slightly better than any other shops he had seen before. He knocked on the door and soon, someone answered it. It was a foreigner.

"I'm here to see Mr. Hands."

"Teacher is not here." With that, the old man closed the door.

He blocked the door with his hand and pushed it open. Then, he sneered, "Mister is not here? "I've asked around very clearly. Mister has clearly come to this country!"

With that, he ignored the old man who immediately pushed open the door and looked around, but other than the old man, there was not a single person present. Jing Moxuan's face became gloomy, could it be that the news was wrong? The Hands never came to this country?

As he turned to leave, he saw the old man standing at the door. He grabbed the old man's collar and asked, "When will the Holy Hand return?"

"I don't know."

"Don't know? Are you lying to a ghost? How could I not know? " Jiang Ruoqing's poison was about to spread, there was simply no time to waste.

The old man wasn't scared by his coercion. Instead, he calmly asked, "Are you the grandson of Elder Jing?"

Jing Moxuan's expression froze, he slowly loosened his grip and stared at him, his eyes revealed a look of shock, "Who exactly are you? You are the Sacred Hand? "

"No, no, no, I'm not." The old man waved his hands and finally revealed it, "The Saint Hand came here three hours ago and told old man Jing's grandson to come."

"What else did he say?"

He left behind a bottle of medicine, saying that it's what you need, but that this is not a antidote but a medicine that can temporarily suppress the poison. If you want to obtain a antidote, you can only rely on your fate with him. The old man said slowly.

Jing Moxuan frowned, and quickly thanked him: "Thanks, I will find him!"

With that, he hurriedly left. After he left, a figure slowly walked out from within. A faint smile appeared on his face as he slowly opened his mouth and said, "You have the guts to barge into my shop for a woman."

"Then we'll let him go just like that?"

"Don't worry, he will come back to find me." The man who spoke was around 30 years old. He had a delicate and pretty appearance, but his face was incomparably pale. However, his entire body exuded the fragrance of medicine.

"Holy Hand, that medicine …"

"They will temporarily restrain the poison, but that medicine is also extremely poisonous. Old Man Jing told me in advance that he would pass the test, so I naturally would not reject something so fun." A playful smile appeared on Sheng Lingzhu's face as a gust of wind blew him away. He couldn't help but cough, before slowly retreating back, "The wind is blowing, let's go in."

"Yes." The old man quickly followed him to the shop and tightly closed the door.

The moment Jing Moxuan walked out of the black market, he went to his own hospital, casually took out a medicine from the small bottle, and threw it at his own doctor, then coldly said, "Go and check the ingredients."

"Yes."

Jing Moxuan leaned on the door of the office, his eyes slightly narrowed, his hand gently caressing his lower lip. He had a feeling that what happened just now was not that simple, why would the Holy Hand prepare medicine for him in advance? Where did he find out he needed it?

Things were not that simple, he had to make a decision on Jiang Ruoqing's matter after some deliberation. At the very least, he had to determine the composition of the pill.

After staying for two days, the results of the drug's composition check finally came out. The doctor took the prescription and said simply, "The ingredients are all correct. There are no toxins, no problem."

Jing Moxuan's expression became a lot more relaxed, "Are you sure?"

The doctor nodded with certainty, "No problem, I can definitely suppress the Miss Jiang's poison."

He nodded, his eyes glowing. "That's good."

Right now, he was in a hurry to return. Jiang Ruoqing didn't know what was going on for the past two days, he needed to quickly return. He picked up the medicine bottle and walked out quickly with a phone in hand.

It was already twelve hours later when he arrived at the island. He strode towards the room on the second floor. It was afternoon and she was sleeping soundly on her side. However, her complexion was pale.

Almost without any hesitation, he took out a small pill and placed it on her head. She woke up immediately and sat up with a frightened face.

"So surprised to see me?" He helplessly sighed and asked.

Jiang Ruoqing's forehead was covered in cold sweat. How could it not be scary? She suddenly opened her eyes and saw someone. Normal people would be frightened. The corner of her mouth pulled up into a very distant open mouth. "You're back."

"Open your mouth." he ordered.

Open your mouth? Her eyes widened and her brows creased. "What are you doing?"

Seeing her surprised look, Jing Moxuan could not help but frown, he pointed to her forehead and said, "What did you say? Did you think I was going to hurt you? If I wanted to kill someone, why would I need to waste so much effort with a knife? "

She thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be the truth, because Jing Moxuan's brutal killing intent did not make it so hard for her, but her eyes were still filled with doubt, "What exactly is that thing in your hand?"

Jing Moxuan seemed to be helpless: "I'm just asking if you want to eat it."

There was a huge blush on her face. She had no idea what it was. Eat it for no reason? She couldn't be so hasty, so she shook her head and said, "I won't eat anything if you don't tell me what it is."

Jing Moxuan was embarrassed, why is this woman so inquisitive? He harrumphed with annoyance, "It is a medicine that can restrain the spread of your poison. You must eat it."

There was an absolute threat in his words, which made Jiang Ruoqing a little uncomfortable. He furrowed his brows and asked: "What do you mean we have to?"

"It's not a must. Are you that willing to wait for death?" He glanced sideways at her and said thoughtfully, "Open your mouth and eat it."

Jiang Ruoqing hesitated for a while. Although there was suspicion in the bottom of her heart, when she thought about how she was going to die anyway, she no longer cared about the authenticity of the medicine. In any case, if she died, what difference would it make?