Chu Xintian is rhythmic. After pressing Zhao Wu's chest for a while, she saw some clear water flowing out of Zhao Wu's mouth.

Chu Xintian breathed a sigh of relief, stopped pressing, and probed his breath. Zhao Wu's breathing was much stronger than when she had just fished him out of the water.

However, the man was still unconscious at this time and did not wake up with his eyes closed.

Chu Xintian frowned, thinking that Zhao Wu should wake up. Is he pretending?

Was it because he did something like that just now that he didn't dare to meet her face to face?

Chu Xintian thought for a moment, no, everything he could do could be done. How could he be embarrassed to face him now?

Thinking of everything Zhao Wugang had done to him, Chu Xintian was very angry.

She stretched out her hand and slapped Zhao Wu twice in the face: "Hello, Zhao Wu, get up!"

Chu Xintian's actions alarmed the red plum and green bamboo in front of the door.

In their eyes, Zhao Wu was a sacrosanct young marshal. Although Chu Xintian is the nominal hostess of the house on Chaoyang Street, in their minds, Zhao Wu is the tallest person here.

As a person like Zhao Wu, no woman dared to duel him since he was a child. However, Chu Xintian gave Zhao Wu two slaps, which made everyone in the room gasp.

However, Chu Xintian didn't care what she did.

Hongmei, Qingzhu and others originally thought that Chu Xintian was not an ordinary woman. Seeing her do so, their admiration for her deepened, and their eyes turned peachy.

Chu Xintian didn't notice the reaction between Hongmei and Qingzhu. She was thinking about Zhao Wu.

Seeing that Zhao Wu hadn't woken up yet, Chu Xintian's eyes sank, something was not right.

She felt Zhao Wu's pulse and checked his pulse.

Zhao Wu's pulse was very chaotic and abnormal, as if he had taken the wrong medicine.

Chu Xintian opened Zhao Wu's eyes again and looked at his pupils.

She was sure that Zhao Wu had taken the medicine.

No wonder he shivered as if he was drunk as soon as he walked through the door.

Zhao Wu had a blood clot in his brain that was pressing on his nerves, so he couldn't abuse drugs.

Chu Xintian didn't know what kind of medicine Zhao Wu was taking, but she knew that this medicine must have great side effects on his body, so Zhao Wu fainted.

What medicine did he take?

Chu Xintian thought to herself, it was not difficult to guess. Play with the woman in his room. What medicine did he take?

It's laughing at me!

"Hammer, take him to the guest room." Chu Xintian ordered the hammer to lift Zhao Wu up from the ground.

Then he turned to Hongmei and said, "Go and get my medicine box."

Seeing Chu Xintian's solemn face, Hongmei didn't dare to delay, and walked away quickly.

Chu Xintian asked Qingzhu to go to the kitchen to get wine and deliver it to the guest room.

In the guest room, Chu Xintian put silver needles on several large acupuncture points on Zhao Wu's shoulders and neck.

Zhao Wu's eyes were still tightly closed, and he didn't have any sense of turning around.

Hammers, red plums, and green bamboos all stood behind Chu Xintian. Seeing her treating Zhao Wu, they found that Zhao Wu was still unconscious, with anxious expressions on several faces.

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the door.

The person who comes out is none other than that. Ford.

Half an hour ago, Ah Fu was in Zhao Wu's bedroom. According to Zhao Wu's order, he guarded the woman and waited for Zhao Wu to come back to deal with it.

However, Ah Fu did not wait for Zhao Wu, but waited for Mrs. Zhao.

As soon as Mrs. Zhao entered the door, she saw Chu Qian'er lying under the quilt and disheveled. She asked Ah Fu what had happened.

Ah Fu was a subordinate of Zhao Wu. At this time, Zhao Wu's mother stood in front of him and asked him questions. Naturally, he had to answer them. He tried to report what he saw to Mrs. Zhao in the most appropriate language.