"Let go of that kid, hurry up," Fu Xie Lan ordered in a high tone. One hand reflexively covered her nose with the other led Wan Lie's hand to do the same, take a few steps back.
Xue Ying was surprised to see the child in his arms suddenly vomited black liquid and managed to hit part of his face. Hearing Fu Xie Lan's instructions, he did not immediately let go of the child, and instead took a tight hold on him.
"What happened to you? Why suddenly vomited him?" Xue Ying tried to clean up the vomit from the child on his face using his robe, by occasionally stroking the little boy's hair, it could be seen that the man was very worried about him.
"What are you doing? Let go of that kid," said Fu Xie Lan back in a firm tone. Although only briefly, but she knew clearly that the liquid that the child vomited contained a very deadly substance ricin, if a person is exposed to or inhales a certain dose of the substance then she will experience poisoning which can cause death.
