Subordinate Doting - Chap 142
He Zhuo stopped abruptly: “What are you talking about that one?!”
”Um, baby face?”
”What is his true form!”
”Little bear, or sloth bear to be exact.”
“…”
It’s the gardener.
He Zhuo’s breathing stopped, his chest felt empty as if it had been dug open, his eyes wide open showed unprecedented panic, and in those two or three seconds, countless images of his past lives flashed through his mind: Ji Tingyu’s tragic death in the fire, being beaten and abused, being thrown on the bed and fed with mud by those four people…
He raised his hand and slapped his face hard, forcing himself to calm down.
”Xiao Yu, I, I just sent you a portrait. Take a look and see if the baby-faced guy you met is him.”
Ji Tingyu could hear the panic in his voice, so he opened the photo without asking any more questions and compared them. He found that their eyebrows and eyes were 70% similar, but compared to the person in the photo, Xiao Xiong looked more innocent.
”It should be him, but he is thinner now. He is——”
”Damn it!” He Zhuo punched the tree, turned around and ran back to the tarmac as fast as he could, asking Ji Tingyu as he ran: “Where are you now? Do you have any weapons? Don’t talk nonsense.”
”I’m in the kitchen, alone, with plenty of weapons.”
Ji Tingyu spoke very quickly and answered one by one. Although he didn’t know what was going on, he still cooperated with him to the fullest.
”Okay, lock the door, close the windows, and think carefully about whether you have imported anything since you met him, including food and drink. He is a perverted murderer raised by William. He is an expert in using poison and can poison people without anyone noticing.”
Ji Tingyu’s heart tightened and he thought to himself that something was wrong.
”We had breakfast, more than ten people ate together, and he was right next to us.”
As soon as the words fell, the air became dead silent as if it was frozen.
He Zhuo closed his eyes, his fingertips gripping the phone so tightly that they turned blue, his heart already in his throat. He ran to the helicopter that was about to take off, pulled the pilot off, sat in, and pulled the handbrake without even unbuckled himself.
Morris was startled: “Brother, what are you doing! That car hasn’t been debugged yet!”
He Zhuo didn’t have time to explain to him. He put on his helmet and informed them: “My lover has been attacked. Send everyone to the port to meet me. Hurry!”
Morris’s face became serious: “Let’s go now! Be careful!”
He Zhuo’s two best subjects when he was in military school were long-range sniping and aerial flying. The records he set that year have not been broken to this day. After checking the basic equipment and making sure they were usable, he immediately took off the plane.
Ji Tingyu heard the sound of the propeller and his conversation with his friend, and yelled at him anxiously: “He Zhuo, are you crazy! Don’t fly that helicopter! Stop it immediately, I may not be poisoned, don’t take risks!”
”Don’t bother me.” He Zhuo’s voice was cold and commanding, making Ji Tingyu subconsciously want to obey.
”Listen, Xiaoyu. I’ve called the captain to help you. What you need to do now is to pick your throat immediately. Push your fingers into your throat with force, bend them upwards and press them against your pharynx, and spit out everything you’ve eaten. Then open the sterilizer, take out a cup, fill it with water, and put two spoons of salt in it. Drink it all in one breath, and then continue to pick your throat. Repeat these two steps alternately until you’ve vomited everything out.”
He was calm but not flustered, and explained each step clearly.
Ji Tingyu immediately put down his phone and did as he was told. As soon as he put his finger in a little, he felt nauseous. He retched and reflexively backed away, but He Zhuo ordered him, “Go on, go in further. You can bear it.”
Why did he know he could bear it? The kitten knew the answer, and the tips of his ears turned red. He hardened his heart and pushed his finger in. He immediately felt a stream of air rushing out of his stomach.
He Zhuo felt anxious and distressed when he heard him vomiting violently.
”Well done, Mimi, now go drink the salt water.”
”Ugh… I, I will never eat fried dough sticks again in my life…”
Ji Tingyu was still vomiting. Afraid that he couldn’t vomit completely, he simply turned the faucet and poured water down his throat. The contents of his stomach rushed out in a hurry. His mouth felt sour and bitter. He was so nauseated that his mind went blank and he felt dizzy and could hardly stand.
But Ji Tingyu soon realized that it was not nausea, but the poison had taken effect.
Because he saw in the distorted mirror that there was a fingernail-sized patch of blue on his lips, the same as Rosaline’s.
Rosalyn was poisoned early because she ate the most at breakfast.
How is she now? Fainted or in coma?
Ji Tingyu felt a surge of fear, especially because most of the team members he left on the deck to guard Baby-Faced had eaten breakfast together and should have been poisoned by now.
He no longer cared about himself. He prepared a cup of salt water and drank it in big gulps. He told He Zhuo: “Be careful on the road. I’ll go see him—”
Before he finished speaking, a strange sound of footsteps suddenly came from behind him: “Tap tap…”
”who!”
Ji Tingyu suddenly turned his head and saw no one behind him.
He frowned and turned around in confusion.
But before he could open his mouth again, the sound of closer footsteps appeared behind him, one after another: “Tap… tap…”
Ji Tingyu’s whole body was stiff, he held his breath, and dared not move.
A chilly wind blew across the back of his neck, as if someone was breathing close to him: “Heh… Heh…”
He closed his eyes, without turning his head or even making a sound, put down the cup of water as if nothing had happened, and walked step by step towards the knife rack at the end of the long table.
The thing behind him followed closely behind him, laughing very quietly and saying, “Run, run faster…”
”Run away! Do you think I’m scared of you?” Ji Tingyu suddenly jumped up when he was two meters away from the knife rack. He rushed over like a lion, pulled out the longest bone-cutting knife, swung it around and chopped it hard behind him!
But the blade missed everything and didn’t cut anything, and the moment he turned his head, he was stunned.
A tall figure stood behind him holding two swords, two flames burning in his crimson eyes. That perfect face looked so strange, yet so familiar.
