I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Jian Cheng Lang stayed for five seconds.

He looked at Jian Yi on the sofa with his eyes closed, and then looked down at Jian Xiyan in front of him, as if a little stupid, and asked shiveringly, "You, what do you think happened to your father?"

Jian Xiyan glanced at him blankly, pursed his lips, and patiently wrote: Yun.

Jian Chenglang stammered: "Who are you talking about, who is dizzy?"

Jian Xiyan rolled his eyes at him, as if he didn't expect that his uncle's eyes were so bad that he couldn't even see what he wrote just now.

He pointed to Jian Yi on the sofa and wrote: Dad.

This time, Jianxiyan made the characters much larger.

Even a super short-sighted person can see what he wrote.

He thought about it for a while, and then continued to write: Dad is yun.

After writing, he put the writing pad in front of Jian Chenglang.

Jian Chenglang looked at these unrecognizable words, and finally slowed down, and his voice rose sharply: "You said your father is dizzy?!!"

Jian Xiyan nodded.

Jian Chenglang: "..."

Jian Chenglang didn't have time to ask any more questions, and couldn't control so much. He hurried over to the sofa and pushed his brother several times, only to find that Jian Yi didn't wake up, and he really seemed to faint.

Jian Chenglang was stunned.

The first thought that popped into his mind was:

Could it be that his brother was sick and fainted suddenly?

wrong!

His brother has had frequent physical examinations in recent years, and the last physical examination was a week ago.

The report obtained is also very healthy, and there is no problem.

Or, his brother was actually dizzy by Xiaoyan?

Is Xiaoyan's fighting power so strong?

Until the end, his thoughts were—

Amazing!

His brother would faint! ! !

Jian Chenglang's brain was confused, and all kinds of messy thoughts popped up.

Jian Xiyan reached out and pulled at the hem of his clothes.

Show him the clipboard: Let's drag Dad to Sister Lili, I'm going to start writing.

Jian Chenglang: "..."

Little Ancestor, your father's life or death is uncertain at the moment, and you are still thinking about writing your composition!

You are really your father's good son.

Jian Chenglang took out his mobile phone and was about to call 120 to save people, and asked Jian Xiyan anxiously: "How did your dad faint?"

Jian Xiyan saw that Jian Chenglang didn't seem to understand this, so he didn't help him drag his father.

So, he pointed to the watermelon juice on the coffee table.

And write: female head about.

Jian Chenglang: "..."

Can you write something that humans see?

The photographer couldn't see it, and was about to step forward to explain that it was sleeping pills.

He had been holding back his laughter just now, just for fear of laughing out loud.

Not only him, but the audience in the live broadcast room were also laughing.

Jian Chenglang noticed the existence of the photographer now. He was too worried about Jian Yi just now. Moreover, the photographer had been photographing for many years, not far from them, and the position was well controlled.

It's hard to notice his presence.

Seeing this now, Jian Cheng Lang glanced at him and said, "What the hell is going on?"

With that said, Jian Chenglang deleted the 120 typed from his phone.

Since the photographer is not in a hurry to call 120, it means that his brother should be fine.

Jian Cheng Lang calmed down a lot.

Then, the photographer held back his laughter, cut out the video of Jian Xiyan just shot, sent it to his mobile phone, and finally handed it to him.

Jian Chenglang took it, read it, and was silent for a long time.

In the video, after passing the option of "hitting his father hard", Jian Xiyan put his ruthless and immature gaze in the direction of "instantly making people fall asleep".

And the fastest way is sleeping pills.

Although Jianxiyan did not know what kind of medicine it was, he knew the word "medicine".

He used to take medicine a lot before, and there were all kinds and colorful medicines.

And his medicines were all given to him by an uncle.

So, Jian Xiyan carried the writing pad and mobile phone, and went to a certain room on the first floor.

Went to the psychiatrist who had been giving him psychotherapy.

When the psychiatrist saw that Jian Xiyan took the initiative to come to him, he was in a good mood, and greeted him familiarly.

Jian Xiyan wrote down the three words "sleeping pills" on the writing board, one stroke at a time, and asked the doctor if he had this.

Of course there is a doctor, but in order to have more contact with Jian Xiyan, he did not give it to him immediately, but said with a smile:

"Is it for your father?"

Jian Xiyan tilted his head and thought about it, this medicine is indeed for Dad to make him faint.

So, Jian Xiyan nodded.

After all, they are so familiar, and the psychiatrist did not doubt him, but gave him one without giving too much.

Afraid that Jian Xiyan was too young to understand, the psychiatrist said bluntly: "Take one of this medicine and you can sleep for eight hours."

Jian Xiyan's eyes lit up instantly and nodded, as if thinking of something, and then wrote: What if Dad doesn't eat.

After all, the psychiatrist has stayed at Jian's house for a while. He knows that Jian Yi doesn't like taking medicine very much. Sometimes he has a cold and fever, so he goes directly to the hospital for drips. As for the medicine prescribed by the doctor, he doesn't touch it.

Of course, if you have a father, you have a son, and Jian Xiyan also doesn't like taking medicine.

But the psychiatrist has found a way to feed him medicine, so he said casually:

"It's simple. When you send your dad some juice, put the medicine in the juicer and squeeze it together. When your father drinks the juice, he will eat the medicine."

Jian Xiyan instantly remembered that once he stopped taking medicine, the doctor would let him drink juice.

Simple Western proverb: "..."

He never drinks juice again! !

When Jian Xiyan came out from the doctor, he knew from his memory that the doctor liked to give him watermelon juice the most.

Because watermelon is sweet, it can cover the bitter taste of medicine.

Then, Jian Xiyan went into the kitchen, threw the medicine into the juicer, and asked her aunt to cut a few pieces of watermelon.

Seeing that there was medicine in it, my aunt thought that it was secretly put in by a psychiatrist as usual.

She was secretive, for fear of being seen by Jian Xiyan.

Even, in order to make the medicine fully blend with the watermelon juice, the aunt took the medicine out of the juicer with gloves when Jian Xiyan was not paying attention, used tools to grind it into powder, and poured it into the juicer. I stirred it in the machine, I was afraid that the watermelon juice would be bitter, so I added a lot of sugar as usual.

In this way, when Jian Xiyan got the watermelon juice brought out by her aunt with a kind and kind face, let alone the appearance, she couldn't tell what was added, even if she drank it, she couldn't drink any bitter taste of the medicine.

Seeing this, Jian Chenglang was already stunned. When he saw Jian Xiyan put the watermelon juice on the coffee table and wrote to Jian Yi, "Uncle gave it to you.", his expression turned completely petrified. .

It was Jian Chenglang who proposed to make his brother faint and drag him to Lu's house, giving Jian Xiyan a glimmer of hope.

And now, "he" gave his brother a glass of watermelon juice, which made his brother faint.

Jian Chenglang: "..."

It's over, he won't survive today!

[The next chapter must write the composition! 】