Madam Qin forced herself to eat a few mouthfuls of porridge and felt a little better. She said to Aunt Qin, "I remember that I think I fainted! Did Doctor Wen say what illness I have?"
"How are you sick? You were poisoned." Aunt Qin told Mrs. Qin about Mr. Wen's diagnosis and her suspicions. "Madam, think about it. Ever since you cut off the use of your resources over there, you started to get sick not long after and slowly became weaker and weaker. Doctor Wen said that the poison was administered bit by bit. Now that I think about it, it was most likely done by that bitch. What do you think we should do?"
No wonder she didn't get that muddle-headed worm to speak up this time. So she was waiting for me to be poisoned! Bitch, it's a pity that you didn't get what you wanted!
