"You are outside and no one is allowed to come in without my command. ”

"Yes. ”

After Li Qing finished explaining, he turned around and walked into the study, and closed the door casually. After a moment's hesitation, he bolted the door shut.

Looking around the room, Li Qing first walked to the wine cabinet and picked out a bottle of imported red wine from a French winery, uncorked it and poured himself half a glass.

Bringing the wine glass to his mouth and taking a sip gently, Li Qing hesitated slightly, threw a few pieces of crushed ice into the glass, and gently shook it and walked inside.

The table was also covered with a thick layer of material, which looked slightly yellowed in the glow of the lamp. Li Qing stepped on the mahogany floor and walked to the table, opened the first drawer in his left hand with the key, took out a knitted pocket from it and held it in his hand, and then walked through the rows of bookshelves to the bedroom in the deepest part of the study.

This bedroom is only a dozen square meters in size, with a hardboard bed, a mahogany tea table and a chair that make up the whole room. Before Li Qing took over the position of the head of the Li family, this was the place where the former head of the family, that is, Li Qing's grandfather Li Qizhi, used to rest after work. The reason why the interior of the room is so simple is that Li Qizhi has always believed that comfort is the root of laziness, and only this extremely uncomfortable hard bed can allow him to wake up quickly to work after a short nap.

Li Qing turned on the light switch on the wall, then closed the door again, and trapped himself in a room with a radius of more than ten square meters.

Li Qing put the wine glass and knitted bag on the table, raised his hands and took down a record from the wall at random, placed it on the table of the gramophone, and put down the stylus.

The melodious music soon resounded in this small space, and Li Qing listened intently for a while, and recognized that this was the first chapter in Vivaldi's "Four Seasons". When he was very young, Li Qing also went to a concert with his mother and had some impressions of this world-famous song.

With a slight sigh of relief, Li Qing sat down on the only chair, slowly closed his eyes to the music, calmed down and opened them again.

He picked up the knitted pocket on the table and poured the crimson pill from it.

Pinching the pill between his fingers and rubbing it gently, Li Qing frowned slightly. The pill that Gu Zhou entrusted Zhao Qili to bring to him was similar to cinnabar from the outside, and it also had a faint fishy smell.

According to Zhao Qili, the pill was given by Gu Zhou, but Li Qing preferred to believe that it was Gu Yue's meaning. If not, he would have given it to himself as early as when he met Gu Zhou, so why let Zhao Qili be the middleman.

The reason why Li Qing had to think about it so carefully was that whether this pill was given by Gu Zhou or Gu Yue represented a completely different meaning. If Gu Zhou gave it, Li Qing would most likely refuse to take it, just because he didn't trust Gu Zhou at all. But if this is Gu Yue's meaning, Li Qing is bound to take it and give it a try. He knew that Gu Yue would definitely not harm himself, and this pill was very likely to be his life-saving antidote.

"What happens when you eat it?"

Li Qing took advantage of the dim light above his head to quietly look at the crimson pill in his hand. He didn't know what was going on in his body, whether there was really some kind of crisis lurking quietly in his body, so it undoubtedly took great courage to decide to take the medicine at this moment.

With a look of determination in his eyes, Li Qing stuffed the crimson pill into his mouth, picked up the cup from the table and drank a large sip of red wine, mixed it together and swallowed it into his stomach.

The music reverberates in my ears, and every note seems to turn into a ray of light, enveloping my eyes and transforming into a colorful shape. The mouth was spicy and bitter, and Li Qing couldn't help but stretch out his hand as if he wanted to hold the dim light with his five fingers. The glass slammed to the ground, and the ice, soaked in red wine, tumbled all the way to the corner of the wall, melting silently.

Like a flame exploding in his abdomen, Li Qing felt a wave of heat all over his body. He couldn't help but tear open his shirt, looked down, and was stunned to find that the blood-red veins on his chest were all exposed, like earthworms wriggling, causing a tingle on the scalp.

Li Qing shook his head violently, staring at the blood-colored veins with wide eyes for a long time, and he finally could be sure that these bloodlines were indeed moving, not his own groundless conjecture.

Stretching out his hand and pressing it on his hot chest, Li Qing could clearly feel that something was slowly ascending along the blood vessels, enveloped in a burst of indescribable severe pain, accompanied by unbearable itching, slowly sweeping through his body.

"Ahh Drenched in sweat, Li Qing gritted his teeth tightly, raised his palm and looked at it, the sweat that was dripping down turned out to be a strange red color, like blood.

The severe pain made Li Qing's body twitch involuntarily, he already had a faint regret in his heart, it was too painful, what he had just eaten, could it be poison?

The blue tendons on his forehead burst out, and Li Qing screamed bitterly, slamming his head against the solid wood floor, his eyes cracking. His body trembled suddenly, and then he spurted out a large mouthful of blackened pus and blood, and passed out...

Pain, deep into the bone marrow ...

When Li Qing woke up, his eyelashes were even covered with blood scabs.

There was no sound all around, and the muscles of the whole body seemed to be torn apart, revealing an indescribable soreness.

"Water... Water..."Li Qing staggered to his feet, opened the door and walked out, stumbling all the way to the study like a walking corpse, pulling out the bucket from the water dispenser, and gulping down the water.

Every drop of water was as sweet as honey, and Li Qing drank half a bucket of pure water before he knelt on the ground and gasped violently. Before he could figure out what had happened, he began to vomit violently again. The spitting out was a reddish hue and exuded a disgusting fishy smell.

Spit out all the contents of his stomach, Li Qing wiped the corners of his mouth, lay on his back on the mahogany floor, and passed out again.

I don't know how long I was in a coma, but when Li Qing woke up, it was still dark outside.

He struggled to get up, looked at the wall clock on the wall, and was stunned for a moment before he suddenly realized that it was already the next night.

It was as if the body had been evacuated, and the brain was so muddy that it was completely unable to think. The thick feeling of exhaustion had not yet faded, Li Qing drank some water again, and then opened the door and walked out of the room.

"The head of the house. The bodyguard guarding the door had already changed several shifts, and when he saw Li Qing finally come out, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and immediately bowed slightly. But when they raised their heads and swept their gazes to Li Qing again, they couldn't help but be stunned.

At this moment, Li Qing is barefoot, his upper body is not wearing any clothes, and even the pants on his lower body are also wisps and tattered. There was a thick crust of blood on his skin, as if he had just crawled out of a blood tank.

"Master, you..."

Li Qing's eyes were glazed: "Let's all go back, don't mention tonight's matter to anyone." ”

With that, Li Qing staggered along the garden path towards the back house.

Fortunately, it was past midnight at this moment, and it was also the dead of night in the Li Family Mansion, and Li Qing's appearance did not cause any commotion. He returned to the back house smoothly, took a shower, washed off the stains on his body, and then pulled a bath towel to wrap his body casually, fell down on the bed, and fell asleep.

Li Qing slept very deeply this night, and it was more comfortable and sweet than the previous two coma. However, in his sleep, he suddenly felt that someone was hitting his skull with a hammer, thumping. The guy holding the hammer was still cluttering in Li Qing's ear, extremely provocative.

A cloud of fire surged in his chest, and Li Qing woke up suddenly. The thumping sound was still echoing in his ears, and Li Qing shook his head before he realized that someone was slamming the door.

Turning over and getting up from the bed, Li Qing walked out of the bedroom and shouted, "Who?"

"Brother Qing, it's me. Fang Yong's hurried voice came from outside the door, "There are also Uncle Zhang and Xiaoman, how are you?"

"Wait a minute. Li Qing turned around and went back to the bedroom and put on two clothes randomly, then walked out and opened the door, looking at the strange looks of several people outside, and couldn't help but look confused, "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Fang Yong rushed into the room, circled around Li Qing, and looked him up and down, "We all thought you were crazy. ”

Li Qing's face was still puzzled: "What is this called?"

"Brother. Xiao Man leaned up and shouted, "They said you locked yourself in your study for a day or two and a night, and then went crazy. ”

Uncle Zhang said worriedly: "Family master, I went to see the lounge, it's a mess, there is blood everywhere." What the hell is going on? Do you still have an impression?"

"Oh, is it?" Li Qing's eyes flickered slightly, and he waved his hand quite casually, "It's not a big deal, I'll take a look later." ”

Li Qing turned around and walked to the corner, opened the refrigerator door, took a bottle of water from it, unscrewed it, and drank it with a clattering neck. He was so thirsty that he walked and felt lightheaded and lacking in energy. Li Qing knew in his heart that this was a manifestation of serious physical prostration.

Taking advantage of the time to drink water, Li Qing pretended to look at himself in the mirror casually. Sure enough, his face was as pale as a blank piece of paper, and he was even shocked when he saw it, no wonder others were worried about it.

After drinking all the bottles of mineral water, Li Qing turned his head to find that Fang Yong and the others were still standing there stunned, staring at themselves with round eyes, and couldn't help but smile: "What are you doing here?" ”