Di Jinxuan still had a shred of rationality left. She had sowhat figured out what was happening to her. Though she desperately wished it wasn’t true, her body felt like a storm raging within.
"You, you—quickly take to the bathroom! Cold water—turn on the cold water!" Di Jinxuan gritted her teeth and used every ounce of strength to force the words out.
Nangong Jin finally snapped out of his daze, but the weather was freezing.
Di Jinxuan seed to sense his hesitation and couldn’t help clenching her fist and roaring, "Now! Stop hesitating!"
If he delayed any longer, she might lose all control and pounce on Nangong Jin without caring about the situation.
Left with no other choice, Nangong Jin carried her into the bathroom, placed her in the bathtub, hesitated for a second, and then turned on the cold water, letting it pour over her.
In the biting winter cold, the icy water coursed over her body, freezing and bone-chilling, yet Di Jinxuan couldn’t help but shiver before inhaling deeply with a sense of sudden relief.
"Honey..." Nangong Jin’s heart twisted painfully as he watched her like this. Was the water too cold?
But Di Jinxuan, who had now adapted to the cold, didn’t think it was cold at all; instead, she found it imnsely relieving.
After about a minute, she finally started to recover. Without waiting, she grabbed the showerhead from Nangong Jin’s hands and directed the spray onto her own head.
Nangong Jin’s eyes reddened as he reached to stop her, distressed. "Honey, don’t spray it on your head! Just keep it on your body!"
Di Jinxuan panted heavily and retorted, "Don’t worry about ! I can handle it. Go—go find that old man. Ask clearly, see, see if there’s any solution!"
It was certain. This matter had to be resolved with Old Miaotou. Without him, there was no way out.
After all, this whole ordeal began because of him, so he had to be the key.
No matter what Old Miaotou wanted, promise him—stall him for now—and eliminate this poisonous gu to deal with everything else later!
But Nangong Jin struggled internally. If he left to resolve the issue, who would stay to look after Di Jinxuan?
In her current condition, there was no way he could take her with him, nor could he allow anyone else to care for her.
Yet leaving her alone like this, amidst her state, was sothing he couldn’t bear.
Di Jinxuan, noticing his hesitation, spoke up, "Jin-gege, don’t waste ti. Go quickly. I’ll be fine alone for now—trust ."
It’s just so damn poison that incites the desire to find a man to sleep with, isn’t it?
What’s the big deal? Being poisoned isn’t terrifying; she simply wouldn’t seek a man. Who said she needed a man to solve this?
Besides, pouring cold water over herself might not necessarily resolve the issue completely, but at least it was effective in the mont. She genuinely felt a lot better now.
Since Di Jinxuan had already said so, there was no room for hesitation. The longer he procrastinated, the worse things would get.
Nangong Jin gritted his teeth, steadied his heart, and decisively said, "Alright—your husband will fix this right away! Wait for my return."
He then leaned down and pressed a fierce kiss on her lips before turning and leaving.
The mont he exited the bathroom, Nangong Jin imdiately dialed a number. "Xiaowu, bring the man to the main hall."
"Yes." Xiaowu seed to have sensed the urgency as well. After hanging up, he went directly to drag Old Miaotou to the main hall.
The imprisoned Old Miaotou had already suffered under Xiaowu’s interrogation. Tied with ropes, his condition was miserable—covered in bloodstains, visibly exhausted, his muddied eyes even bleaker, with bloodshot veins webbing through.
"Master Jin!" As soon as Old Miaotou saw Nangong Jin, he cried out in a wretched voice.
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