It was Long Chenjue. When Long Chenjue saw Jian Xiaomo standing there in a daze and the obvious bloody marks on her hands, his expression instantly turned cold. He quickly walked over and hugged Jian Xiaomo. His voice was filled with anger as he said, “Jian Xiaomo, what happened to your hands?”
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As he said that, he looked at the scratches on Jian Xiaomo’s hands with incomparable heartache.
Jian Xiaomo stood there, stunned. She did not know why the cat that had just come in alive and jumping around suddenly lost its life.
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Although a cat was an animal, it was still a life.
She pointed at the cat in the servant’s arms.
Long Chenjue immediately realized it and his face darkened. He looked at the servant with his sharp eyes.
The servant was crying her heart out. When she heard this, she realized that the wound on Miss Jian’s hand was scratched by the cat. She quickly knelt on the ground and said, “Jian Xiaomo, I’m sorry. My Blackie didn’t do it on purpose. It must have smelled something it was interested in, so it grabbed your hand. It didn’t do it on purpose. It has always been very sensitive to smells. Moreover, it’s already dead.”
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At this point, the servant cried even more sadly.
Hearing that it was dead, Long Chenjue frowned and asked, “How did it die?”
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Hearing this, the servant shook her head and looked at Jian Xiaomo pitifully.
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Jian Xiaomo was also a little surprised. She didn’t know why the cat suddenly died. Suddenly, she thought of the medicine on the ground and said to Long Chenjue, “The cat just licked the medicine on the ground.”
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Hearing this, Long Chenjue frowned and glanced at Jian Xiaomo. Then, he looked at the ground. The medicine on the ground was left wantonly and flowed everywhere.
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Long Chenjue suddenly thought of something. He hugged Jian Xiaomo and said to Ba Luo beside him, “Ba Luo, get the doctor here.”
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Hearing this, Ba Luo seemed to have realized something. He left and said respectfully, “Yes.” Then he went to get the doctor.
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While Ba Luo was asking for the doctor, Long Chenjue suddenly shouted at the servant standing at the side, “What’s wrong with this medicinal liquid? Where did this medicinal liquid come from?”
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Hearing Long Chenjue’s stern voice, Jian Xiaomo also had an image in her mind. Could it be that there was something wrong with this medicinal liquid?
She quickly said to Long Chenjue, “This medicine has nothing to do with the servants. I made it myself.”
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Hearing that, Long Chenjue’s dark pupils suddenly fixed on Jian Xiaomo’s face. He said in a low voice, “Where did you get it?”
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Jian Xiaomo bit her lip. She was struggling in her heart. Was she going to say it or not.
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Moreover, it could not be proved that the cat’s death was related to the medicine.
At this moment, three doctors with medicine boxes followed Ba Luo and ran all the way in.
The few of them ran until their foreheads were covered in sweat. When they saw Long Chenjue, they were about to step forward and salute him respectfully.
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Long Chenjue stared at the medicine on the ground with his gloomy eyes and said, “See if there’s any problem with this medicine. Also, how did that dead cat die?”
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Hearing this, the doctor hurriedly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. Some doctors quickly squatted down and checked the medicine on the ground. The other doctors quickly went to check the black cat.
Soon, the doctor who checked the dead cat said respectfully, “Young Master, the cat died of poisoning.”
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Jian Xiaomo was shocked when she heard that the cat died of poison. No wonder the cat was in so much pain when it died.
When the servant heard that the cat died of poison, she held back her tears with great difficulty and almost cried. However, because her Young Master was here, she could only hold back her tears.
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