Hey, you are reborn too?

But at this moment, it's raining cats and dogs.

Sleepiness came in waves, hitting Jiang Mian's consolidated defense of wakefulness violently.

Jiang Mian wanted to yawn, but just when he was halfway through, the feeling in his shoulder socket suddenly rushed up.

"Cough cough cough..."

Before he could react, he burst into coughing.

But it didn't last long. After all, Jiang Mian had hardly drunk any water tonight, and his throat was very dry and astringent. Before he could cough a few times, a bloody taste came up in his throat.

Good fortune never comes alone, but misfortune never comes alone.

As Jiang Mian was struggling to find a teacup on the table, he felt discomfort in his stomach.

He wondered in his heart, hadn't he already taken Avi's medicine last night? Could it be that the medicine could only suppress the symptoms of the stomach?

There was nothing we could do about the poison in his body.

This only results in treating the symptoms but not the root cause. The problem was temporarily suppressed last night, but it arose again tonight.

Jiang Mian endured the dry feeling in his throat, pressed the tail with one hand, and finally found the teapot with the other hand.

Maybe it was Xie Yongxuan’s intention.

Jiang Mian weighed it and found that there was still quite a bit of water in it.

When he poured the water into the cup and was about to drink it, he suddenly stopped.

No, he clearly had not entered the guest room, nor had he asked anyone to bring him hot water. He also asked Xie Yongxuan not to let anyone come in to clean his room.

So, what about the water in the teapot on the table?

I was so shocked that before I could react, my stomach started to ache.

Jiang Mian's usually steady and powerful hands couldn't help but begin to tremble slightly at this moment.

Jiang Mian used all his strength to control the trembling in his hands, clenched his teeth, and slowly put the teacup back on the table.

No matter what happened, the water in the teacup was clearly of a wrong origin.

If it was Xie Yongxuan who did it, then he should at least leave a note for himself.

But when Jiang Mian entered the guest room, he had already searched it through despite the pain. There was almost nothing new in the room except the original furnishings.

Except for the new robe that Xie Yongxuan sent over without permission.

Maybe he thought that it was late at night and there were no clothes for sale in the clothing store, and he needed to change clothes tonight, so he enthusiastically delivered them.

And under the robe, there was a note.

"This is Xie's robe. I thought it was late at night and you might not be able to buy new clothes that you like, so I took the initiative to send you a set of brocade robes. I hope you will not despise it."

Jiang Mian carefully observed the pattern of the sky-blue brocade robe.

Whether it is the pattern, workmanship or size, it is indeed a style that suits Xie Yongxuan.

It should be his own clothes.

However, after experiencing this incident with the unknown tea, Jiang Mian no longer dared to wear this outfit casually.

After all, the person who came could tamper with the tea, so who knows if he wouldn't see the clothes and have some bad intentions.

To be on the safe side, it is better not to move anything in this room.

His stomach was churning, Jiang Mian pressed it with one hand, trying to warm it with the temperature of his palm, but it was of no use.

The feeling continued upwards, and suddenly revealed its fangs in the throat like a vicious poisonous snake.

Jiang Mian's heart was extremely calm, he was not panicked at all.

That feeling was already too familiar to him. At this moment, he had no desire to curse anyone and only wanted to find a basin to wash himself.

"Well... uh..."

Sensing that something was wrong, Jiang Mian quickly covered his mouth with one hand.

His eyes flashed, and he stood up suddenly, and with the help of a ray of light from the moon shining into the room, he quickly looked for the washbasin.

The vomit flowed out through the fingers silently.

Jiang Mian was extremely calm at this moment, and soon, the vomit flowed down his neck.

Fortunately, at this time, the pot was finally found.

Jiang Mian bent down, released the hand that was covering his mouth, and let the sticky substance pour out.

After vomiting, the sleepiness was like a cancer that clung to him and refused to leave.

Jiang Mian stepped into the bathing area and found water at the other end of the tub. He sniffed it carefully and then shone the lantern for a while.

After finding that there was nothing unusual in the water, he slowly scooped up the clean water and used it to wash the dirt off his face and body.

The water inside was strangely cool, and pouring it over his body made him less sleepy.

But this period of wakefulness did not last long. Just after taking a hasty shower, Jiang Mian felt the sleepiness coming back.

Looking at the clothes stained with vomit again.

Jiang Mian felt dizzy and his body was inexplicably hot.

He had originally planned to wash the clothes, dry them, and then return them to Xie Yongxuan another day, but now it was obvious that his body no longer allowed him to do so.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

For the first time, Jiang Mian felt that this face was so troublesome.

The junction between the facial skin and the face skin was extremely hot and inexplicably tightly attached. Jiang Mian should have felt something was wrong.

But he was drowsy now and didn't realize anything.

But finally he could no longer bear it and began to apply a supa soaked in cold water to his burning face.

Jiang Mian didn’t know what was wrong with him, but his intuition told him that something was wrong. Judging from the fact that his body suddenly felt hot, could he have caught a cold?

He clenched his teeth and felt the lantern in his hand was broken into two.

At this moment he felt extremely clear-headed.

But it is extremely vague.

He was conscious and seemed to know what he was doing, but he didn't know what he was going to do.

Guided by the flickering light, Jiang Mian walked slowly to the bed with somewhat shaky steps.

He always felt uneasy, as if someone was watching him nearby, observing his every move, and planning to do something bad to him while he was sleeping.

This feeling seems to come out of nowhere.

It also seems like the innate sharpness of someone who has lived on the edge of a knife.

Jiang Mian bit his lips tightly, the smell of blood slowly extended to his mouth, but it did not make him more awake.

Could it be that there was some kind of knockout incense in the room? Jiang Mian was shocked.

Jiang Mian leaned against the bedpost, not quite daring to go down to sleep, but without something to support himself, his body would not be able to stand.

He maintained his body burning hot but remained conscious.

He slowly mobilized his internal energy and began to search the room secretly.

When the consciousness swept across a corner, it suddenly noticed something strange.

Jiang Mian opened his eyes suddenly. It seemed that this was the place where the strange aura had been coming from.