The reborn wife is so good at flirting, Mr. Bo spoils her at his own risk

Jingran couldn't figure it out.

She sat in the study room and was stunned for a long time before she put the things she had just messed up back to their original state.

Turning his head to look at the data codes that were still being refreshed on the computer, he reached out and rubbed his face dejectedly.

But when Jingran turned off the light and walked out of the study, she was startled by the sudden appearance of a black shadow at the door of the bedroom.

The hair on her face suddenly rose, and she unconsciously took a step to the side, almost knocking over the ornaments placed on the wall.

Bo Zhanchen grabbed a handful with quick eyes and hands, and hugged Jingran into his arms before she fell.

"Scared you?" The man's voice was soft.

Jingran suspected for a moment that she heard wrongly.

She put her hand on Bo Zhanchen's arm, her heart beating wildly, but she pretended to be calm and rolled her eyes at Bo Zhanchen.

"Mr. Bo, don't you know that people are scared to death? Why are you standing at the door so late at night without sleeping?"

Jingran's tone was filled with complaints, and Bo Zhanchen actually curled his lips and smiled evilly, "I just woke up and found you weren't there. I thought you were doing something bad behind my back. I was so scared that I wouldn't really guess it." Right?"

The man's teasing words made Jingran's heart rise in her throat, and she awkwardly struggled out of Bo Zhanchen's arms.

"Do you think I am you? Don't you think everyone wants to be the same as you? Mr. Bo, I'm suddenly hungry and want to eat something."

Jingran rushed into the kitchen confidently, rummaged in the refrigerator for a long time, and found a bowl of old yogurt.

Under someone's direct gaze, she stuffed the cold old yogurt into her mouth, but as soon as she ate it, her stomach felt uncomfortable.

She frowned slightly, and just as she was trying to find an excuse to smooth things over, a pair of big hands appeared on her waist.

Bo Zhanchen's fingertips brushed the corner of her mouth, and he said as if he was remorseful: "It seems that I didn't feed you?"

The man's ambiguous words made Jingran's face turn red. She pushed the person who was getting closer and said, "Stop being so ridiculous. I have to go see my mother tomorrow."

Jingran's slightly lowered head suddenly lifted up the moment Bo Zhanchen put his hand into his clothes, "If you don't let my brother show up, I have to go and comfort my mother, right?"

Jingran grabbed Bo Zhanchen's wrist and met the man's gaze with reproachful eyes.

After a few minutes of stalemate, Bo Zhanchen decisively held the person tightly in his arms and dragged him back to the bedroom.

"You know you'll get up early tomorrow, why are you messing around so late at night?"

Jingran remained silent, huddled under the quilt like a quail, pretending not to hear the man's words.

In the middle of the night, Jingran's stomach kept feeling a dull pain.

She didn't take it seriously, she still got up early, put on full makeup, and went straight to the Jing family villa.

Since Jing's mother was discharged from the hospital, a recuperation room has been added to the villa, fully equipped with various rehabilitation and recuperation equipment.

When Jingran arrived, Jing's mother was undergoing rehabilitation training under the guidance of professionals.

Not seeing Jingran, Jing's mother was also stunned, "Why did you come back so suddenly? Weren't you on a business trip?"

"The business trip ended yesterday. I wanted to come back and see you. How are you feeling recently? Have the results of the reexamination come out?" Jingran took the massager from the nurse and began to operate it with her own hands.

The skillful movements and pressing techniques made Jing's mother look sideways frequently, "When will you do these things again?"

Jingran's hand movements paused, "As long as the money is in place, what can't you learn? You and my dad have worked so hard for so many years. As a daughter, I have to show some filial piety, right?"

To some extent, Jingran still has to thank Pei Shuzhen.

In her previous life, in order to please her mother-in-law, Jingran could be said to be proficient in all 18 martial arts. She could go out in the hall, cook in the kitchen, and knew all the maintenance activities like the back of her hand.

Just because Pei Shuzhen felt that the techniques of the massage parlors outside were too heavy and did not meet her standards.

Now think about it, this woman was just trying to trouble her in the first place.

First, he belittled her life, and then brainwashed her through PUA, hoping that she would obey his words and finally give the entire Jing Group to her precious son.

Don't blame her for being too stupid to see through this little trick.

Jingran continued the massage unhurriedly, chatting with Jing's mother all the time.

Gradually, Jingran's fingertips began to tremble a little, and she could no longer sit still. Large beads of cold sweat began to pour down her forehead, and her breathing became increasingly rapid.

The sharp pain in her stomach made Jingran dizzy.

The second before she lost consciousness, she seemed to see Bo Zhanchen barging in from the door.

Outside the hospital ward, Bo Zhanchen's face was as gloomy as water.

Chen Zhao pinched the test report, his face wrinkled, "Food poisoning? How is this possible? Miss Jing has eaten and used the same food as you during this period, and I also ate it. Why am I okay?" "

Bo Zhanchen rubbed his fingertips and said nothing.

Suddenly, he thought of the bowl of old yogurt that Jingran had eaten last night.

"Can yogurt cause poisoning?" Bo Zhanchen suddenly said.

The doctor opposite nodded, "There is indeed a possibility of poisoning if yogurt is mixed with certain special foods. It is best not to eat soybeans and persimmons with yogurt. Has she ever eaten these things?"

Bo Zhanchen shook his head, "No, she is picky about food."

The doctor's expression became solemn, "If this is the case, I hope to do a toxicology test, just in case."

"If there are any examinations, just follow the arrangements. I just want to know when will the person wake up?" Bo Zhanchen's eyes were gloomy.

"This depends on Miss Jing's own physical condition." The doctor didn't say any more and quickly arranged the corresponding tests.

While waiting for the results, Bo Zhanchen kept a gloomy face.

He sat in front of the hospital bed and looked at Jingran's pale face, his eyes filled with coldness.

"Go and check who is responsible for purchasing things in the apartment. I want to know all Jingran's schedule during this period. Even if it's a dog, I have to know its origin."

Chen Zhao knew the seriousness of the matter and left quickly.

That night, the results of the toxicology test came out, but Jingran still didn't wake up.

"Ms. Jing's blood test results show that she has a large amount of tetracycline residues in her body. Is she taking antibiotics recently?"

Bo Zhanchen held Jingran's hand. When he heard this, he said without even raising his head: "No, she hasn't taken any medicine recently. Doctor, I live with her. If you have anything to say, just say it."

"If you haven't eaten any conflicting foods and haven't taken antibiotics, then I suspect that Miss Jing may have been poisoned. It may be that the yogurt last night intensified the medicine." The doctor announced the bad news, "Mr. Bo, we need Call the police?”

Bo Zhanchen stuffed Jingran's hand back into the quilt, stood up slowly, and placed a heavy kiss on her cold forehead.

"Don't worry about it for now. Suppress this result and I'll handle the rest."