At night, the prime minister's wife came to the study with a soup cup.

As soon as I entered the door, it began to rain finely and densely.

She glanced back, the rain was not heavy, but the cold of early spring, along with the wind of the rain curtain, hit her all over the face.

The prime minister's wife was glad that she moved quickly, otherwise the rain would have to be used as a hood.

Xi Ting sat in front of the table, raised his head when he heard the movement, and saw that it was his wife, and his ugly face softened a little: "What are you doing here so late, didn't you let you rest earlier." ”

The Prime Minister's wife put the soup cup on the table and smiled softly: "It's still early, I can't sleep, so I want to come and have a look." ”

Saying that, she picked up a bowl of soup and sent it to Xi Ting: "I let this soup boil in the kitchen, sir, drink it while it's hot." ”

Xi Ting was not thirsty, but his wife sent it, and he couldn't brush off his kindness.

I took the bowl and wanted to take two sips symbolically.

But as soon as he entered the mouth, he was stunned.

The delicious and mellow taste, but he couldn't help it, so he drank two bowls.

"This soup is good, why haven't I drunk it before."

Xi Ting is a picky person, and the cooks at home are all retired imperial chefs, and their skills are naturally not bad.

It's just that this soup is really good, and he doesn't skimp on his praise.

The prime minister's wife took the bowl with a smile: "If the master likes it, I will also order the kitchen to cook it tomorrow, and what dishes the master wants to eat, I will let the kitchen make it tomorrow." ”

Xi Ting was pondering it, and suddenly an itch crawled out of his bones.

It was densely itchy, as if there were thousands of ants gnawing on his bones, and Xi Ting couldn't help but reach out and scratch it.

This scratch is like an addiction, and I can't stop at all.

The prime minister's wife put the bowl down, and when she turned her head, she saw Xi Ting's whole face hideous, and she stretched out her hand and scratched around on her body.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Xi Ting frowned and panted heavily: "Itchy." ”

His bare skin was flushed red, and as he scratched his hands, the red marks gradually became bloody.

The Prime Minister's wife frowned: "Why is it suddenly itchy?" It's not that the insects are on the body during the day, so I'm going to order someone to prepare water, and you can wash it quickly, master. ”

Outside the window, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, like a pouring down, and the window lattices were slapping with a clattering sound.

Xi Ting felt that it was itchy anywhere, no matter how he scratched it, he couldn't stop itching, the kind of itching that penetrated deep into the bone marrow made people want to pick off the flesh.

It didn't look like he had been bitten by an insect at all, and he looked sharply at the bowl of soup.

"Call the government doctor to come over ......" Xi Ting suspected that he had been poisoned.

He didn't doubt the prime minister's wife, after all, they were husband and wife for many years, and the person next to him was a gentle and kind Jiaojiao, who had never experienced wind and rain, and had no courage to betray him.

As for who it is, he has no bottom in his heart, after all, there are too many people who have an enmity with him, but he can sneak into the mansion so quietly, obviously the other party knows everything about him.

When the prime minister's wife had never seen such a scene, she was so frightened that she burst into tears, and hurriedly ordered the maid waiting outside the door to ask for a doctor.

When the house doctor came, Xi Ting's skin and flesh were no longer able to see, and his eyes were bloodshot.

On his face and body, he was drenched in blood, even if he looked like this, Xi Ting still couldn't stop.

Seeing that something was wrong, the doctor hurriedly asked Xi Ting to tie up on the bed to prevent him from doing too much self-harm.

"Doctor, what's going on?" The prime minister's wife stood aside, crying anxiously.

The house doctor carefully checked the pulse and couldn't help frowning: "This ...... Looking at the pulse, there is no sign of poisoning. ”

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