Meeting his gentle eyes, Chen Mengtian smiled, "Stretch out his arm."

The boy obediently stretched out his injured arm.

Now the distance between the two is not very close, and the arms are still a little far apart.

Jiang Zebei stood up, sat next to Chen Mengtian, and once again brought his injured arm to Chen Mengtian's eyes.

Chen Mengtian touched the arm that was delivered to her and put the medicine bottle in her hand aside.

She rolled up Jiang Zebei's injured arm sleeves.

He said casually: "Why don't you tell me, when I came to Luoyang City to study, why did I even get assassinated? Who did you offend?"

She saw the gauze wrapped around Jiang Zebei and opened it, revealing some festering injuries inside.

This glance made her originally calm eyes cold.

There is a problem with the medicine, and the injury is obviously a skin trauma.

Chen Mengtian looked up and looked at the boy's eyes, "How long have you been injured?"

Jiang Zebei said lightly: "More than half a month."

Chen Qishan and Zhu Ziyue, who were sitting aside, changed their attention when they heard the conversation between the two.

The two also saw the injuries on Jiang Zebei's arm.

Chen Qishan jumped up directly, "Bang!"

He forgot that this was a carriage and his head hit the roof.

"Oh!" He wailed in pain.

Zhu Ziyue stared at the injury on Jiang Zebei's arm, and his calm voice changed. "Zebei, why are your injuries getting worse and worse?"

Chen Mengtian was also waiting for his answer.

The boy himself suffered a skin trauma, but the current wound was severely ulcerated.

The wound medicine on the wound also had a strange smell. This was something else ginseng in the wound medicine, which aggravated Jiang Zebei's injuries.

Because of Chen Mengtian's previous words, Jiang Zebei no longer concealed this time.

He said bluntly: "Someone has added something to my medicine."

"What? Being drugged?! Who?!" Chen Qishan spoke out angrily.

Chen Mengtian has already taken action to clean Jiang Zebei's wounds, waiting to listen to his explanation.

Jiang Zebei only realized it a while ago.

The wound was about to heal, but one day he applied medicine, but the wound began to ulcerate and looked worse.

He knew someone was secretly attacking him.

I also knew that this person was by his side.

When he came to Yashan Academy, he felt that everything around him became interesting.

There was a Huang Ding who looked similar to him, and there was someone who secretly attacked him and wanted to kill him.

There are also some people who are inexplicably hiding around him.

All of this made him feel very interesting.

While it was interesting, I felt some clues, which had a lot to do with him.

Jiang Zebei did not say this. He briefly told Chen Mengtian about the assassination he had encountered that day and the drugged incident.

"...I was about to heal my wound, but I never thought that one day I was sleeping, something was added to the medicine, which led to the deterioration of the wound. I kept pretending not to know, wanting to see who couldn't get along with me.

Maybe I was too calm, and the people in the dark finally couldn't hold back. One day, I saw a man wearing academy student uniform walking into our room and coming to my bed. He moved my medicine."

"Who is this person?" Zhu Ziyue asked calmly.

Jiang Zebei shook his head, "I can't see clearly. He may have noticed me and jumped into the window and ran away."

He lied about this matter.
Chapter completed!