A middle-aged man wearing a gray suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with a gentle smile on his lips, passing by the two of them lightly.

"Fu Zhong, what do you mean?" Nangong Jin stopped and stared at the other party with a bad look.

Fu Zhong smiled, stood still, and glanced at Lin Xiao without caring. The contempt in his eyes was too obvious, and he just wanted to say it directly. I looked down on you very much.

"Nangong Jin, you are not ashamed of being led by such a useless husband to attend the party. You are not ashamed of others blushing for you. Are you not afraid of embarrassing?" Fu Zhong seemed to have a lot of grudges with Nangong Jin, and he spoke sarcastically and without any face.

Nangong Jin was so overwhelmed that he had nothing to say, and he really couldn't speak, because the other party was telling the truth.

Everyone knows that Nangong Jin married a useless waste, and no matter how much she concealed her, she could not hide this fact.

As one of Nangong Jin's past suitors, Fu Zhong has transformed the jealousy in his heart into deep hatred and unwillingness.

"What's your business?" Lin Xiao suddenly took a step forward and stared at Fu Zhong fiercely, "It's better than marrying a beast like you, right? Look at you who looks like a slut, I guess you're not as good as me, a waste."

"You, what did you say?" Fu Zhong's face turned blue when he was angry.

After all, Fu Zhong is also a well-known doctor in Zhennan City. He has high academic achievements in this industry, so he is qualified to attend a party like today.

"I said you are the waste!" Lin Xiao repeated with a smile.

Although Lin Xiao's words were a bit rude, Nangong Jin was inexplicably comfortable. He looked at Fu Zhong coldly, and took the initiative to pull Lin Xiao up and walked towards the hall.

This is the first time that Nangong Jin took the initiative to pull Lin Xiao's hand. It has been almost a month since he got married and occasionally appeared in public. It was Lin Xiao who forced her to hold hands with her. Today, Nangong Jin's performance made Lin Xiao's blood boil and extremely proud.

"Damn!" Fu Zhonglin cursed viciously, "What's the pride? I'm lucky enough to marry a beautiful wife, but I don't even look at how much I weigh. Can I keep watching? I think your head will turn green sooner or later."

With a strong sense of resentment and reluctance, Fu Zhong followed into the hall.

There have been many people in the tenth floor party hall. This extensive gathering was led by the official and hosted and organized by Changsheng Group. Elites from all walks of life were invited to study and determine the in-depth development direction of various industries such as Zhennan culture and economy.

Therefore, today, all the elites of all generations are from men, women, young and old, and countless handsome men and beautiful women.

However, as soon as Lin Xiao and Nangong Jin appeared, they still attracted a lot of attention.

After all, such a golden boy and a jade girl, handsome man and beautiful woman are definitely the first element to attract attention.

What is rare is that the two people who should have been highly anticipated were very lonely and no one came forward to say hello.

The whispering of the surroundings suddenly erupted at some point.

"That's the King of Shaoruan Jue Rice?"

"I finally saw the real person today, and I look pretty handsome!"

"That's it. It is said that the boy never goes out to work, and he depends on his wife to eat and drink, a typical young man!"

"I'm so lucky. I can marry into the Nangong family and marry a woman like Nangong Jin. I don't know how much incense I burned in my previous life!"

"Hmph! Do you think a woman like Nangong Jin can hold her back? Maybe she will be cuckolded in a few days!"

“…”

Nangong Jin was so angry that his face turned pale. These people were unrestrained and dared to say anything, but she couldn't refute it and could only bear it.

"Hmph!" Nangong Jin felt embarrassed to be with Lin Xiao, so he shook his hand off, walked towards the rest area, sat on the sofa silently, without saying a word.

thump!

Suddenly, a dull sound interrupted all the guests' discussions.

Everyone subconsciously turned their eyes to look here, and saw a person lying on the food area, foaming at the mouth, and his body was twitching constantly, as if he was crazy about the horns.

"What's going on?"

"Something happened!"

Everyone rushed over and instantly surrounded the scene.

"It seems to be food poisoning!" Someone exclaimed.

Many people who ate changed their faces one after another.

"Poisoned?"

"How is it possible? Who made the poison?"

"Is there a doctor here?"

“Call 120!”

"Doctor Fu, you are here just right. Come and see him. You are poisoned!"

Fu Zhong had just stepped into the hall and had not recovered from his anger just now when he heard someone calling him.

When someone was pulled to the scene, the poisoned patient's lips turned black and purple, and the white foam spit out of his mouth gradually changed color.

Fu Zhong's eyebrows flicked together instantly.

"It's really poisoned. What did he eat just now?" Fu Zhong knelt on the ground with one leg, took out the needle he carried with him from his pocket, and carefully pricked him a few needles to temporarily stop the toxin from spreading, so he had time to ask.

"I saw that he had a piece of watermelon and half a piece of cake!" someone stood up and said.

Fu Zhong quickly stood up, walked to the table, took out the silver needle, and checked both the watermelon and the cake, but found no signs of toxins.

"Strange! There is no poison here, how could he be poisoned?" Fu Zhong was a little surprised and seemed to not believe in the result.

But judging from the patient's current performance, it is indeed poisoned.

"No! Why is his eyes dark?" Someone found that the patient's condition was deteriorating rapidly, and Fu Zhong's treatment did not seem to have a particularly good effect.

Fu Zhong was startled and quickly checked, his face instantly became ugly.

"Doctor Fu, how is he? There won't be any trouble, right? 120 will take ten minutes to arrive. You must help him get through this level!"

Fu Zhong's brows became tighter and tighter, and he kept taking out a needle and quickly pierced the acupoints on the patient's upper body. In the blink of an eye, it was pricked in a dense way. However, except for a slight slowing down the spread of toxins, there was no sign of healing and detoxifying.

"It's a bit not very good!" Fu Zhong sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "This poison is very strange. It's not an ordinary poison, but like a snake venom. It's hard to suppress it with my acupuncture technique. Now it must have serum."

"What should I do?" Everyone was panicked.

Several official figures were also standing anxiously around. If something happened at the party today and were exposed by the news media, it might cause a lot of trouble.

Although there were several famous doctors at the scene, Fu Zhong was the most authoritative. He was not only a Western medicine expert, but also a descendant of a family of traditional Chinese medicine. He was very proficient in ancient and mysterious acupuncture. Even he was helpless, and others were even useless.

"I'm sorry, I can't do anything!" Fu Zhong slowly stood up, shook his head with a heavy expression, "Whether he can last for ten minutes depends on his own willpower."

Everyone's eyes showed a look of disappointment. When the party was a good party, someone suddenly died. Not to mention the unlucky one, but it was too unlucky.
Chapter completed!