Mr. Gu, Your Replacement Bride Is A Big Shot!

hing heavily.
The extent of her madness had decreased a lot.

She glanced at the watch on her wrist.
Two minutes had passed since she took the Falling Autumn Grass out and Shen Mei regained her composure.

She frowned slightly and took out a silver needle, preparing to insert it into Shen Mei’s body.
At this moment, Shen Mei shouted again.

Seeing this, Qiao Nian could only give up on the idea of performing acupuncture on Shen Mei.
Shen Mei’s body was weak now, and she couldn’t withstand any torment.

The president didn’t dare to risk Shen Mei’s life.
He said to Qiao Nian, “Go out first.”

Qiao Nian nodded and turned to walk out.
Her gaze fell on the Falling Autumn Grass on the table.

Seeing that Qiao Nian had left, Shen Mei’s deranged state improved a lot.
She had spent too much energy just now, and now she fell asleep from exhaustion.

After confirming that Shen Mei had really fallen asleep, the president walked out.
When he passed by the table, his gaze was sinister as he picked up the Falling Autumn Grass unhappily.

Only then did the two of them leave Shen Mei’s room.

Lina had been guarding the door.
She had just heard her mother scream and seen the wound on her father’s face.
“Dad, Mom…”

Qiao Nian walked over to Gu Zhou.
Gu Zhou looked at her worriedly.
“How is it?”
Qiao Nian shook her head gently and said in a low voice, “It’s a little troublesome.”

The president didn’t have time to talk to Lina.
He looked at Qiao Nian not far away and asked coldly, “Is there a problem with the Falling Autumn Grass?”

Qiao Nian’s expression was calm as she said, “There’s no problem.”

“If there’s no problem, then why did my Madam have a strong reaction to this pot of Falling Autumn Grass?” The president tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart.
He gripped the flower pot tightly in his hand, wishing he could crush it.

He had thought that he would no longer have to rely on his scheming brother.
Now, it seemed that he could not escape at all.

The president’s eyes were filled with disappointment.
He hadn’t expected Qiao Nian to only be boasting previously.
What was even sadder was that Qiao Nian couldn’t help him treat Madam’s illness.

For the past few days, he had been looking forward to Madam’s recovery every day.

Perhaps it was because he had too much hope for Qiao Nian that he was so disappointed.

Qiao Nian pursed her lips tightly, staring unblinkingly at the president.