frightfiction Chapter 242 "Mother, please take poison!"
Chapter 242 "Mother, please take poison!"
Madam Jin also advised: "Forget it, Rongchen, you are so busy with your career, just go home and have a good rest, and let them wash it for me."
Jin Rongchen made a gesture and still insisted.
The servant quickly brought over the foot basin and carefully placed it in front of Jin Rongchen.
Song Zhen's soul was right next to him, quietly observing Jin Rongchen.
She originally wanted to use a talisman secretly to quickly expose Jin Rongchen's true face.
But seeing how "filial" Jin Rongchen is, why is she anxious? Not anxious at all...
Let him wash Madam Jin's feet first, making them smell nice and comfortable, and then expose this fake filial son!
Jin Rongchen didn't check at all. He squatted down and slowly took off Mrs. Jin's shoes.
Sincerely said: "Mother, let me wash your feet for you!"
Mrs. Jin was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes, "Okay..."
The heat gradually dissipated from the exquisitely crafted golden foot basin.
A warm atmosphere permeates the whole room.
When the servants outside saw the loving mother and filial son scene inside, they felt warm in their hearts.
I never thought that the head of the family, who was usually so cold and arrogant, could be so gentle and filial.
The maid repeatedly looked at her figure, as if thinking: If the master of the house didn't dislike her, she would really like to marry him.
The male servants also had their anuses tightened.
It seems like he is thinking: The head of the family has not had a woman for so many years, I wonder if his sexual orientation has changed? I really want to make such a kind and gentle head of the family feel comfortable.
Song Zhen leaned against the wall, crossed his arms, and watched the scene comfortably and naturally.
Jin Rongchen awkwardly massaged Madam Jin's feet. Five minutes later, the servant handed him a towel. He took it and placed Madam Jin's feet in the palm of his hand without any hesitation.
The white towel gently wiped the water off her feet.
Very sincere.
If Song Zhen had not entered the Taoist sect, he would probably have been moved.
Song Zhen was even looking forward to whether her biological father would wake up at the last moment and at least retain a little bit of humanity.
"Rong Chen..."
Mrs. Jin's voice broke the silence.
She asked softly, "You've been busy these days, have you encountered any difficulties outside?"
"Mother, what are you saying? My son has always been good and will not encounter any difficulties."
Jin Rongchen responded calmly while wiping her feet.
Old Madam Jin's eyes were sparkling.
In fact, the saying that mother and child are connected by heart is not false.
Old Madam Jin knew very well what kind of person her son was.
He never bows his head to others outside and always acts like the boss at home.
Wash her feet suddenly?
I have raised my son for nearly fifty years, and this has never happened before.
Thinking back to when Jin Rongchen was judging the authenticity of his biological daughter a few days ago, his subordinates mentioned a sentence - "This person has extraordinary spiritual luck and can be useful to our boss!"
Countless possibilities flashed through Mrs. Jin's mind.
She smiled and said, "Rongchen, mother's old bones are of no use to me."
"If I can help you, I'm willing to do anything."
When Jin Rongchen heard this, he paused slightly.
He raised his eyes and looked at Old Madam Jin.
Facing Mrs. Jin's motherly gaze, a hint of displeasure flashed across the corners of his eyes under his glasses.
I thought: Does she know something?
He did all this superficial work just because of what Zhou Xianzi said: "I don't want to blame the dead ghost. You must let your biological mother enjoy all the good things before sacrificing her life to us, and let her die without noticing!"
"Otherwise, we can't guarantee that your face transplant will go smoothly."
Must die without being noticed...
If mother knew that he wanted to kill her, how could she be unaware of it?
Jin Rongchen realized that he might have done something wrong, and immediately ordered the servants to take away the foot basin and towel.
Jin Rongchen smiled faintly and said, "My son really doesn't have any difficulties, and I don't need any help from you, mother. Don't worry."
Madam Jin was puzzled, "Then why did you suddenly wash my feet today?"
"Recently, my son donated a lot of money for the care and meals of the poor elderly in Newtown. When he saw the staff at the nursing home washing the feet of the elderly, he thought that he had not been filial enough to his mother, so he couldn't suppress this thought when he came back."
"That's right..."
Mrs. Jin was convinced by him, "You don't have any difficulties, that's good."
"Mother, have you taken your anti-stress medicine yet?"
"No."
"Then I'll get it for you."
Jin Rongchen stood up and went out.
Taking advantage of this time, the servants helped Old Madam Jin to the dressing room in the master bedroom to brush her teeth, wash her face, and change her clothes.
At this time, the room was filled with thick black air and bad luck.
Song Zhen saw it clearly.
This is a sign of a villain!
Sure enough, five minutes later, Jin Rongchen came in again with a box of medicine and a cup of hot water in his hand.
The pill looked exactly the same as the anti-stress pill that Old Lady Jin usually took.
In fact, he was under an illusion, and his body was emitting a poisonous aura that was invisible to the naked eye.
Song Zhen clenched his fists.
At the last moment, Jin Rongchen didn't even find his conscience!
In that case, Song Zhen would not wait any longer.
She hid her soul, silently formed a talisman with her fingers, and threw it to Jin Rongchen through the air.
Jin Rongchen was unaware of this and calmly placed the water and medicine on the bedside table.
When the door of the dressing room opened, Mrs. Jin returned to the bedside with the help of the servant.
Jin Rongchen said gently: "Mother, I will help you to bed."
"okay."
Old Madam Jin took Jin Rongchen's hand and then stepped onto the big bed step by step.
Jin Rongchen asked her to sit with her back against the head of the bed, covered her legs with the quilt, picked up the glass of water on the bedside table, pinched the pill lightly with his fingertips, and handed it to Mrs. Jin.
He smiled and said in a low, magnetic voice, "Mother, please take the poison."
"Ah."
Mrs. Jin took the pills calmly.
I didn't realize at first that there was anything wrong with Jin Rongchen's words.
Jin Rongchen didn't even feel it himself.
Two seconds later, Mrs. Jin's face froze and she looked up at Jin Rongchen in front of her in surprise.
"Rong Chen, you, what did you just say?"
Madam Jin's voice trembled slightly.
Jin Rongchen was stunned, but soon he calmed down the unnatural look on his face and said in a gentle voice: "I say, mother, please take the poison."
Madam Jin's expression suddenly changed. "Take...take poison?"
Jin Rongchen's eyes sank dangerously.
I just said "take medicine", why did my mother hear it as "take poison"? Is my mother hard of hearing?
Song Zhen next to him chuckled.
She didn't actually do anything. She just used a forced voice-changing talisman to automatically change the "medicine" in Jin Rongchen's words into "poison".
The speaker himself is unaware of all this.
Jin Rongchen took a deep breath and said seriously:
"Mother, you heard me wrong. I didn't say take poison. I said - take, poison."
Jin Rongchen spoke each word with emphasis, to prevent his mother from misunderstanding due to hearing problems.
After saying this, he pointed at the "pill" in Mrs. Jin's hand and emphasized:
"This is poison."