Chapter 81: Can't Remember at All......

At the buffet counter, there was chaos.

The porcelain shattered, and all kinds of delicate food were scattered all over the floor.

The little madman fell to the ground, unconscious, and the blood at the corners of his lips was scarlet.

The white gown, stained with blood, left a trail of blood on her chest.

The other celebrities took a few steps back, frightened by the scene in front of them.

"Young master, it's the little madman who fainted."

Jiang Chuan reminded on the side, and before the words fell, Shangguan Ling had already rushed forward in an arrow step.

Reaching out to take the little madman who fell to the ground into his arms, Shangguan Ling carefully avoided the wound on her arm that was cut by porcelain, and got up and left with her.

Jiang Chuan left a few men in black to investigate, took the rest of the men in black, and immediately followed.

Holding the little madman in the car, Shangguan Ling's eyes turned pale, "Go to the hospital!" ”

"Yes, young master!"

Along the way, Shangguan Ling hugged the unconscious Su Fu, his stiff eyebrows frowned tightly, and the gloom clouds that could not be dissolved were shrouded between his eyebrows.

…………

The head hurts, the body hurts.

It hurts all over my body.

Su Fu was woken up by the pain, she opened her misty beautiful eyes faintly, and was slightly stunned for a moment when she saw Shangguan Ling sitting on the edge of the bed.

Where is this?

How could he be here?

Her consciousness was returning at an extremely fast rate, and she remembered what had happened a second before she passed out.

Blood......

She vomited blood.

At that time, she had just eaten a bite of mousse cake, and she felt a burst of sweet blood in her throat spit out without warning.

After vomiting blood, his eyes went black, and in this brief moment, he lost all consciousness.

"Awake?" Shangguan Ling's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his deep eyes looked at her with a hint of inquiry.

"Young master, what's wrong with me?"

Are you sick?

Shangguan Ling's thin lips pursed slightly, and he was silent for a moment, "When you were in the madhouse, did anyone inject you with any medicine?" ”

"It should be a tranquilizer......

One of the few memories that Sov remembers was the cruel woman in the white coat in the madhouse, who injected her with a tranquilizer every time.

So much so that she spends most of her time in a coma.

"Think about it again."

From Shangguan Ling's eyes, Su Fu knew that things were not as simple as she thought.

"Is it serious?"

Shangguan Ling didn't say a word, his eyes were deep.

Sov let out a long sigh and looked at the ceiling, "I can't remember anything in my head......

"Then don't think about it, let's rest."

Leaving the bedroom, Shangguan Ling came to the study.

Jiang Chuan and the doctor were already waiting there.

Walking to the chair in front of the desk and sitting down, Shangguan Ling stretched out his hand and lit a cigarette, "Tell me what's going on." ”

"Young Master." The doctor said, "The toxins in the little maniac's body are a little tricky, and I still need time to study them." ”

From the hospital, no results were given.

Shangguan Ling could only send the little madman back to the ancient castle, and the doctor in the infirmary checked it, but there was still no progress.

Vomiting blood and fainting for no reason, there must be something strange!

"How long?" The man's deep and three-dimensional face, under the illumination of the light, was handsome and aggressive.

The momentum of not being angry and arrogant spreads all around, making people dare not look directly, let alone blaspheme.

"If it's fast, it's a week, and if it's slow, it may take half a month."

One week, half a month......

The slender and white fingers on the table tapped lightly, and the low and hoarse voice revealed impatience.