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In the morning, when Qin Donglin got up, Mrs. Qin was still sleeping.

Qin Donglin stood silently by the bed and looked at her for a while, with a cold smile on his lips: One month, as long as she survives for another month, she will never see this sick woman again, her whole body smelling of disgusting medicine!

Mrs. Qin turned over and slowly opened her eyes.

The vicious look on Qin Donglin's face immediately disappeared, replaced by his usual gentle concern: "Honey, are you awake? How did you sleep?"

"It's still the same. Hey, my legs feel weak." Mrs. Qin was about to sit up. Qin Donglin immediately went to help her and carefully put on her coat.

"Sit back for a while, and I'll ask the servant to bring you breakfast." Qin Donglin said, and massaged her legs considerately.

"My daughter is at home. I want to go downstairs and have breakfast with my daughter." Mrs. Qin's body was so weak that she hadn't gone downstairs to have a meal for a long time.

"Okay, I'll carry you downstairs."

Qin Donglin said and directly picked her up.

Qin Yue'er was already downstairs. When she saw her father carrying her mother downstairs, she felt sweet in her heart and said with a smile: "Mom, my father is so kind to you. I don't know if I will be lucky enough to find someone as considerate as my father in the future." s husband."

Qin Yue'er used to make jokes like this, and every time Mrs. Qin would smile and say: "There is probably no other good man like your father in the world. Your future husband will be half as good as him, mother." I feel relieved too.”

But today, similar words made Mrs. Qin look cold: "Don't you just want to be the queen? If you don't concentrate on your career, what kind of man will you want?"

Qin Yue'er was shocked by her mother's sudden stern tone: "Mom, I'm just joking, why are you being mean to me?"

Mrs. Qin also realized that she had lost her composure and said, "Mom lies at home every day and is always in a bad mood. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Let's eat! Yue'er, your mother came downstairs specifically to accompany you." Qin Donglin said, pouring a glass of milk for his wife, and thoughtfully tested the temperature before handing it to her: "Not cold, not hot, Just in time for the entrance.”

Mrs. Qin had no appetite. She drank two sips of milk and a small bowl of egg custard before putting down her bowl and chopsticks.

"Mom, why do you eat so little?" Qin Yue'er felt a little distressed and wanted to persuade Mrs. Qin to eat more.

Mrs. Qin really couldn't eat anymore. For her, eating has even become a tiring task.

Qin Yue'er said: "Dad, why don't you stop going to work today and let's go to the garden with mom to bask in the sun. Maybe it will be better."

Mrs. Qin leaned back on the chair and waved her hand weakly: "I don't have the energy, so I won't waste your time. Yue'er, you haven't had a vacation for a long time. When you have time, go and have fun with friends."

Qin Donglin pretends to be nice on the surface, but in his heart he dislikes being with Mrs. Qin.

"The company still has a few contracts to sign today. I'll hurry up and finish my work and come back early in the evening. Yue'er will also come back early in the evening and have dinner with your mother - honey, let me carry you upstairs and sleep for a while."

Mrs. Qin said: "I'm tired of lying in the room. I want to lie down in the living room for a while."

Qin Donglin carried her to the chaise longue in the living room and asked the servant to bring a blanket to cover her.

Mrs. Qin half-closed her eyes and drove them away: "You all should go. If you stay at home, I will still worry about you and I won't be able to sleep well."

After Qin Donglin and Qin Yue'er left, Mrs. Qin found another reason to send away several servants in the house.

By the time the house was completely empty, it was already half past nine in the morning.

Mrs. Qin's mental energy was completely exhausted and she fell asleep on the sofa.

Although she fell asleep quickly, her dreams were many and chaotic.

In her sleep, she only felt that the strength of her body was being sucked away little by little, making her more and more tired and sleepy.

Mingming still subconsciously remembered that he made an appointment with Sang Fei to come over late and couldn't sleep anymore. None of the servants at home were there, and no one answered the knock on the door. The other party thought that no one was at home.

But no matter how hard she struggled, she was trapped in a dream by a huge feeling of fatigue. Her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and she couldn't open them no matter what.

At this moment, she heard another low chant: "Keep your heart and forget the world! Don't think, don't think, don't think!"

The feeling of fatigue slowly disappeared, and her whole body became relaxed.

After sleeping for a while, she finally opened her eyes and saw a graceful figure standing quietly beside the sofa.

She rubbed her eyes, her vision became clear, and then she saw Sang Feiwan's appearance clearly.

"Miss Sang?" Mrs. Qin quickly sat up from the sofa, "When did you come? How did you get in? I was so asleep that I didn't hear anything."

After saying this, she realized that her overall condition had improved a lot, at least it no longer took so much effort to sit up.

Sang Feiwan said: "No one answered the knock on the door. I happened to see that the sliding door in the back garden was not closed tightly, so I took the liberty to come in."

"Please sit down. What kind of tea would you like to drink?" Mrs. Qin said and remembered to make tea for her. But my body was too weak, and I still felt a little dizzy when I stood up suddenly.

"No need to bother." Sang Feiwan stopped her and said, "The clearing spell I just recited for you is only effective for one hour. While you still have energy, take me to your room to have a look."

Mrs. Qin didn't do much ink, and took Sang Feiwan from the indoor elevator to the master bedroom on the third floor.

Sang Feiwan walked around the room, finally focusing on the luxurious French solid wood bed.

The bed is placed against the wall. The headboard is very high and has complex and exquisite patterns carved on it.

Sang Feiwan said to Mrs. Qin: "Please give in, I need to move the bed."

Mrs. Qin said: "This bed is very heavy, and neither of us can move it. Otherwise, I will ask the property management company to send some security guards to help..."

Before she could finish speaking, Sang Feiwan reached out and pulled the French solid wood bed, which was so heavy that neither of them could move it, out more than a meter.

Mrs. Qin: "..."

The head of the bed moved away from the wall, and the place behind it was clearly visible.

"What is that?" Mrs. Qin saw at a glance a dark gray note nailed behind the bedside, with strange red lines painted on it.

There is also a line of small characters written in the lower right corner of the note, which is surprisingly Mrs. Qin's name and birth date.

Sang Feiwan said: "The problem with your body comes from this talisman. This talisman should be white at first, and then gradually deepen. When it turns completely black, your life will be gone."

Mrs. Qin heard her heartbeat pounding, and reached out to open it. Sang Feiwan stopped her and said, "Don't move! This talisman is not ordinary. If you move it, the person who cast the spell will be able to sense it immediately and will alert the snake."

Mrs. Qin asked anxiously: "Then... what should we do?"