Chapter 1466 Xiao Mohan, I Will Never Forgive You

Wen Shui looked at the handkerchief, which was off-white and had a particularly good silk texture.

"This is not mine." Gu Chuyan said, a little surprised, her mind kept turning, and she whispered: "Could it be Uncle Yao who put it there?"

In the private room, except Yao Shengba who approached her, there was no one else.

"Come with me." Wen Shui suddenly became serious, turned around and walked towards the lounge, and the whole person became serious, as if he had made a major discovery.

Gu Chuyan pondered and looked towards the VIP ward, wanting to go back to see Yao Rong, but she had a bold idea in her heart, thinking that this handkerchief might have a major discovery.

"Take a look first." Xiao Mohan stretched out his hand and escorted her to the lounge.

Gu Chuyan was nervous and a little uneasy.

Seeing Wenshui turning around, holding a handkerchief and dipping it in the potion, as if studying a major event, he lowered his head and sniffed it and said, "Sister-in-law, it's medicine."

"This special potion is colorless but very fragrant. When mixed with ink, it can make the handwriting disappear, but if it is placed in the room as incense for a long time, it will cause people to become mentally disordered." Wenshui said, holding the handkerchief, and excitedly said, "At the beginning, Yao Shengba did have this fragrance in his body."

Wenshui said, the evildoer's face was full of smiles, and then collapsed again in an instant.

Xiao Mohan stood there, holding her hand tightly with his big hand, turning sideways to block Gu Chuyan, as if he was afraid that she would be touched by the fragrance. Suddenly, Xiao Mohan's hand stiffened, and he slowly raised his eyes and looked out the door.

"Yeah." The door of the lounge was pushed open, and Yao Rong walked in with a step and staggered.

No one reacted, Yao Rong rushed in, reached out to grab the handkerchief, took something, broke the window, and while everyone didn't react, her white palm scratched the glass fragments.

Blood dripped slowly down Yao Rong's palm.

"Yao Rong." Gu Chuyan was frightened and rushed forward, but Xiao Mohan grabbed Yao Rong's wrist, lifted it up and pressed the acupuncture points, and a deep flash of deepness flashed in his silent black eyes.

Wen Shui stood there, watching Yao Rong holding the handkerchief in his palm. He looked up and looked at Xiao Mohan, and the two were silent.

"My blood should be useful." Yao Rong's voice was choked, but he was very firm.

The unimaginable thing finally happened, and the white handkerchief turned red.

"Is it an address?" Gu Chuyan whispered, she looked up at Yao Rong, only to see her eyes dim, and her injured hand was shaking constantly.

Yao Rong raised her head and took a deep breath, and after a while, she said: "Dad should want me to take you there."

Gu Chuyan held her hand and said to Wen Shui: "Wen Shui, where is the medicine?"

"I'm fine." Yao Rong retracted his hand, looked at the injured palm, shook his head and said to her: "Time waits for no one, I'll take you there."

Yao Rong said and walked out, looking back at Wen Shui.

Wen Shui's heart "snapped" and he felt that something was wrong. He retreated silently and wanted to hide behind Xiao Mohan, but he heard Yao Rong said in a calm voice: "Wen Shui, can you bring my father with you?"

"......." Wen Shui's charming face collapsed instantly.

He was the young master of the Wen family, how could he be a hard laborer for others? But he didn't dare to say it, and silently looked at Xiao Mohan, asking eagerly: "Han, help?"

"Yes." Xiao Mohan nodded slightly, looked at him with sincerity, and walked out with his long legs.

Wen Shui was very excited when he heard it, turned around and ran to the VIP ward, picked up Yao Shengba, walked out, and shouted to Xiao Mohan: "Han, come and help."