Chapter 551: The hidden enemy, Sister Lan takes action! 【1 update】


    After Mr. Fu finished drinking all the cup of tea, Fu Qiao''s heart finally let go and the corners of his mouth couldn''t help but curl up.


    During the day, Mr. Fu changed to many senior executives of the Calligraphy Association at a speed that was so fast that people caught people off guard. This not only made everyone in the Calligraphy Association dangerous, but also felt a strong threat.


    Yong Dongyue is a veteran of the Calligraphy Association. He was once half of the disciple of Mr. Fu Lao, but he was still expelled from the calligraphy world by Mr. Fu Lao.


    So what about her?


    Fu Qiao really couldn''t help it anymore. She wanted Mr. Fu to pass away as soon as possible so that she could inherit all his inheritance.


    "Grandpa, you''ve been tired for a day, so take a break soon." Fu Qiao endured the excitement in his heart and still looked obedient, "I''ll continue practicing calligraphy, and I won''t let you down."


    Mr. Fu waved his hand gently and signaled that she could leave.


    Fu Qiao walked out of the room, closed the door, and slowly breathed out.


    This medicine can make people die silently in their sleep. Even if an autopsy is performed, there will definitely be no trace of any medicine in the body.


    Mr. Fu Lao is almost in his seventies now and is an elderly person. Even if he dies suddenly, no one will go to investigate.


    And this medicine will not cause any pain to people, and can even invade people''s central nervous system, thus creating a beautiful dream.


    Anyone who sees Mr. Fu dies with a smile will only think that he has died.


    Fu Qiao''s heart beat very violently. She patted her chest and tried to calm herself down.


    She turned around and was about to go downstairs, when a figure suddenly fell in front of her, making her almost scream.


    When seeing the person''s face clearly, Fu Qiao trembled and said, "Master, why are you...you are here?"


    The man didn''t answer, just asked, "Have the medicine been taken by the immortal?"


    "Sir, yes." Fu Qiao said respectfully, "I watched him finish a whole cup of tea with my own eyes. As long as he goes to bed, the medicine you give me will start to work."


    "I am old and I trust you very much." The man snorted coldly, "It''s hard for us to send you to Fengyuan since we were young, so that you can be adopted by him. We have raised a child for more than ten years by ourselves. Even if we are disappointed, how can we be prepared?"


    Once the medicine comes into effect, only Taiyi Divine Doctor can reverse it.


    But who would know that Mr. Fu was poisoned?


    Fu Qiao lowered his head and said nothing.


    The old man treated her very well. He taught her to help her, and would not blame her for food, clothing, housing and transportation.


    Before Ye Wanlan appeared, she thought of sending the old man to the end.


    But Ye Wanlan''s appearance made her feel that the old man''s heart began to shift.


    This is something that Fu Qiao must not tolerate.


    Since that''s the case, don''t blame her for being ruthless.


    "As long as I die like this, the boundary of calligraphy in China will definitely be sensational." The man said carelessly, "At that time, your status will rise as the only inheritor of the body support."


    Hearing this, Fu Qiao couldn''t help but be happy, but her expression turned cold in an instant: "But Ye Wanlan..."


    She pinched her fingers tightly and her nails were pinched into her palms.


    Why can Ye Wanlan’s body support be better than her? !


    "Ye Wanlan, you don''t have to worry about it." The man said lightly, "What''s more, she specializes in calligraphy. If she enters the archaeological world completely, the threat will be much greater and there will be more professional people to deal with it."


    Fu Qiao''s expression shattered for a moment, but she quickly returned to her calm: "Yes."


    The man raised his head, looked at the moon, and smiled meaningfully: "I hope there is good news tomorrow morning."


    **


    Just as netizens were still discussing a series of reversals today, the news that Yong Dongyue, the former president of the Calligraphy Association, was criticized for being arrested, shocked the entire network again.


    [My God, he softly banned Ye Wanlan in the morning, was dismissed from his post in the afternoon, and went in at night. Life is really ups and downs! 】


    [Officials outside the circle definitely don’t know the name Yong Dongyue, but the calligraphy circle doesn’t know that he actually did a lot of disgusting things. If he didn’t give the gift to him, he would never see you at all. 】


    [He also plagiarized and copied! There are several famous works he has not written at all, but he used them to steal them! Finally got in, deserved it! 】


    [I finally discovered that Ye Wanlan is actually a pervert who can do anything. 】????[Play, she definitely doesn’t know how to play classical instruments. If she could, she would have been taken back by Yunjing Lin’s family long ago. 】


    …


    After taking the medicine, Mr. Fu called Ye Wanlan and thanked him: "My friend Ye, I am so grateful to you. After taking the medicine you prepared for me, I removed the turbid air, my body was really much lighter."


    "Help the elderly and be kind." Ye Wanlan smiled, "I wish you a good sleep tonight."


    "I''m not polite to you. When you have time, you can come to Fengyuan." Fu Lao also smiled, "I have collected a lot of things and I plan to hand them over to you."


    Ye Wanlan said: "Help the elderly, I-"


    "Oh, my friend Ye, don''t refuse." Mr. Fu hurriedly cut off her words, "Even if these ink treasures, pens, inks, paper and inkstones are not given to you, I will donate them all to the museum at that time, but I think the things should still be in the hands of those who can make them work."


    "Okay." Seeing that he was so persistent, Ye Wanlan agreed, "I will go to Fengyuan with you."


    "It''s so late, old man, I won''t bother you much." Mr. Fu said, "My friend Ye, I know that you will definitely bring more hope."


    After the call ended, Ye Wanlan looked up and looked at the bright moon and stars in the sky.


    Just hope is not enough.


    We must turn hope into reality.


    And she resolutely resolutely on this road.


    **


    The next morning, he didn''t even arrive at six o''clock, so Fu Qiao ran to Mr. Fu''s room in a hurry.


    She didn''t knock on the door, and broke in directly: "Grandpa? Grandpa!"


    Mr. Fu lay quietly on the bed, without any movement.


    "Grandpa, it''s time to get up!" Fu Qiao walked forward and shook the old man''s shoulder, "Master--ah!"


    She let out an incredible scream, staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.


    Fu Qiao widened his eyes and looked at the sleepy Mr. Fu, and his words were inconsistent: "Grandpa, you, you..."


    A night passed, why did Mr. Fu have nothing to do?


    She obviously had the medicine!


    Mr. Fu was still not awake. He stretched out his hand and knocked his head, and said to himself, "I did sleep well last night."


    After more than ten seconds of slowing down, Mr. Fu sat up on the edge of the bed, frowned and looked at Fu Qiao who was still sitting on the ground: "What''s wrong with you?"


    "I...I...Grandpa, this, I..." Fu Qiao stuttered and couldn''t say a complete sentence.


    Her brain is now in a mess, and she has no idea what''s going on.


    "Go out." Mr. Fu''s expression became cold, and his eyes were filled with doubt, "I want to continue to rest."


    "Yes, sorry, grandpa!" Fu Qiao''s limbs became weak and he almost rolled and crawled out of the room.


    She rested against the wall for a long time before she stood up and limped towards a place where no one was.


    After looking around, Fu Qiao pressed the communication button.


    Ten minutes later, the man from last night appeared in front of her and asked her, "The immortal one is gone?"


    "Master, sir, I don''t know what went wrong. My grandfather was not dead and he was in great spirits!" Fu Qiao said tremblingly, "But I''m sure he has definitely taken the medicine. I''ll promise you with my life!"


    "I''ve taken the medicine, but the person is fine?" The man paused, and it was a little incredible, "This shouldn''t be the result."


    unless…


    "I know why I foresaw you yesterday that you wanted to drug Fu Lao. Didn''t I directly deal with you?" A voice rang behind Fu Qiao slowly.


    Ye Wanlan rolled up his sleeves and tied his hair up high.


    Because she is using bait to catch big fish.


    (This chapter ends)