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Chapter 892: The Person Who Poisoned

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“The person who poisoned her was meticulous and did not take a large dose. He was probably afraid of being discovered by others,” Jiang Yu guessed, “Furthermore, he should be a person with no sense of presence. In that case, even if someone found out that sister Shang Wen was poisoned, they would not suspect him.”

“She was poisoned a few years ago, and he’s a person with no sense of presence…” Kang Qi muttered to himself. Two names suddenly popped up in his mind.

“Could it be Kang Xuan and Kang Zheng?”

Kang Xuan was the son of Xin Xiu of Kang City. He didn’t like to talk much. Every time he came to the Kang family, he would only talk to his parents. The rest of the elders ignored him.

Kang Zheng was the second son of Old Master Kang. He was a person who did not have a sense of existence compared to Kang Xuan. He held a will in his hand and did not appear in the Kang family anymore.

Both of them were suspects, but it was hard to say who was more suspicious.

“Mom, how is this possible?” Shang Wen could not believe it, “Brother Kang Xuan is usually very nice to me. How could he poison me? Although I have not met my second uncle, every time I meet him, he would bring me a gift. How could he poison me?”

“But other than these two, I can’t think of anyone else.” Kang Qi really didn’t know who else didn’t have a sense of presence.

“Wait a minute.” Jiang Yu grasped the main point. “Sister Shang Wen, did you just say that every time you meet, your second uncle would bring you a gift?”

“Yes, and it’s all those novel little things that little girls like.” Shang Wen’s interest was piqued at the mention of this. “There’s also a night sky lamp that my second uncle gave me at the head of my bed. Little Sister Jiang Yu, if you have time, why don’t you come back with me to take a look?”

“You placed that lamp at the head of your bed?” Jiang Yu seemed to have thought of something. “Didn’t you feel that there was something wrong with that lamp from the beginning?”

“It was normal.” Shang Wen didn’t know why Jiang Yu asked this. “It was just that when I tore the packaging, there was an unpleasant smell. I couldn’t tell if it was sour or fragrant. It was more like the two smells were mixed together.”

“When did it happen?” Jiang Yu asked.

“Just a few months ago,” Shang Wen said, “Why? Is there something wrong with that lamp?”

“Did you keep all the things that second uncle gave you?” Jiang Yu asked.

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“Of course.” Shang Wen smiled. “That was a gift from second uncle. Moreover, they were all things that I liked at that age. Of course I kept them.”

“It’s good that you keep them.” Jiang Yu nodded in relief. “When we go back later, bring me to take a look at those things.”

“Okay.” Although Shang Wen did not know why Jiang Yu wanted to look at those things, she guessed that it was because Jiang Yu liked those little things. However, no one gave them to her, so she was a little envious.

Half an hour later, Shang Wen felt a tingling sensation in his limbs. It was also a little itchy.

She reached out to grab it, but Jiang Yu stopped her.

“Don’t move. The silver needles were to stimulate your blood vessels. Now, your blood has started flowing again.”

“But it’s really itchy,” Shang Wen said with a bitter expression.

“Bear with it. If you grab it now, you’ll scratch your arm. Moreover, the external force will cause the blood vessels to become blocked again,” Jiang Yu said.

“Alright then.” Shang Wen frowned and could only endure the discomfort.

After about 20 minutes, Shang Wen finally felt the discomfort disappear.

Jiang Yu saw her relaxed expression and knew that she had probably already endured the discomfort.

Hence, she took out the silver needles and said, “Don’t move first, or the blood will flow back along the blood vessels.”

Shang Wen obediently maintained his position and didn’t move.

Jiang Yu first went to the kitchen and took out a basin. Then, she took out a small knife from the medical kit and cut a wound on Shang Wen’s palm.

“Ah!” Kang Qi looked at the blood flowing out of Shang Wen’s palm. “What is this!”

“This is the blood that was excreted when the blood flowed back through sister Shang Wen’s blood vessels,” Jiang Yu explained.

The dark brown blood flowed from Shang Wen’s hand into the basin below, emitting a faint rotten smell.

“It’s so scary!” Shang Wen looked at the blood in the basin, finding it hard to believe that it was something that came from his own body.