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Chapter 225 Yuen Song Got Poisoned
Chapter 225: Chapter 225 Yuen Song Got Poisoned
"Uh... Is she having her period?"
But then again, this was the first time she had had a period since entering Su Qianxun’s body.
Thinking of this, Qianxun whispered hastily, "I think I’m on my period, Wu Mei, do you have an extra one?"
Wu Mei blushed upon hearing this and quickly pulled out a white object from her pocket and handed it to Qianxun.
After putting the item away, Qianxun quickly headed to the restroom near the cafeteria.
Before long, Yuen Song came over with a tray of food.
"Wang Yue, where is Su Qianxun? Why isn’t she with you?" Yuen Song sat down in the empty seat next to them.
Upon hearing this, Wang Yue said, "Qianxun had something to take care of, she’ll be here in a bit. You arrived just in time. This cup of Orange Juice was given to her by a fan, but she just can’t drink it right now. Your gain."
With that, Wang Yue pushed the Orange Juice towards Yuen Song, "Qianxun hasn’t drunk any of it yet."
Yuen Song was delighted to hear what Wang Yue said and then replied, "Thanks."
It wouldn’t have mattered even if she had drunk some.
Yuen Song then enjoyed his meal while happily sipping the Orange Juice.
...
At this time, Qianxun had already changed her sanitary products in the restroom.
According to Su Qianxun’s memories, her periods had become irregular after she gained weight, but fortunately, this body did not suffer from painful menstruation, so Qianxun didn’t feel any discomfort.
But the invention of sanitary pads really was beneficial, much more convenient than the herbal ash menstrual belts she used to use.
As Qianxun was about to return to her seat, Yuen Song’s chopsticks suddenly dropped with a clatter.
Seeing this, both Wang Yue and Wu Mei couldn’t help but look his way, ready to tease him.
"Yuen Song, how could you even..." drop your chopsticks?
However, before they could finish speaking, they noticed something was off with Yuen Song’s complexion.
Wang Yue slightly widened her eyes, anxiously asking, "Yuen Song, what’s wrong with you?"
"I..." Yuen Song had just started speaking when he couldn’t hold back and vomited.
His complexion had already turned somewhat blue.
At that moment, Qianxun arrived.
Seeing this, Qianxun’s heart sank, and she quickly moved forward, "Yuen Song, what’s wrong?"
As she spoke, she reached for Yuen Song’s wrist to take his pulse.
The next moment, Qianxun glanced at the iced Orange Juice on the table and quickly said with an icy expression, "Yuen Song has been poisoned, Wu Mei, hold on to this cup of Orange Juice, don’t let anyone else drink it or throw it away, it’s evidence! Wang Yue, call emergency services right away."
Yuen Song had suffered on her behalf!
...
Hearing Qianxun’s words, Wang Yue and Wu Mei instantly realized.
There was something wrong with that Orange Juice!
In that instant, both felt a shiver run through them.
Then, Qianxun pressed on a few acupoints on Yuen Song’s body before directly lifting him up, then said to the others, "What are you waiting for, call emergency services now!"
Seeing Qianxun’s calm tone, Wang Yue also calmed down, quickly nodded her head, took out her phone, and dialed the number.
Qianxun then quickly carried Yuen Song out of the cafeteria.
"Make way! Let us through!" Qianxun ran towards the school gates while shouting.
At this point, Yuen Song’s consciousness was somewhat blurry, but he still knew he was being carried by Qianxun!
Thinking of this, Yuen Song wished he could dig a hole and bury himself in it.
How embarrassing!
To be princess-carried by the girl he liked.
...
Qianxun was very quick and reached the school gates within a few minutes.
But those few minutes felt agonizingly long for Yuen Song.
Although Qianxun promptly pressed his acupoints to stop the spread of the poison, it was unknown what kind of poison was in the Orange Juice, and it acted very quickly.
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