Can’t even handle such a small matter, and got herself injured.

So many twists and turns, isn’t it intentionally making people suspicious?

"You idiot! Prick yourself with a needle, then hide the needle in the sofa cushion. When Xia Weibao sits, she’ll get infected."

Too stupid to live!

Jiang Li’s eyes lit up, "Miss Xia, you’re so clever. Okay, I know what to do now."

Why didn’t she think of such a useful method?

"Alright, hurry up and get it done. Remember the living room has surveillance. Don’t get caught."

"Okay, I got it."

Jiang Li found a box of sewing needles, took out a few, and pricked her finger multiple times, all stained with blood.

The HIV virus can survive outside the body for about a day. As long as Xia Weibao gets pricked today, she’ll definitely get infected!

Thinking this, she hid the needles and then went to the living room.

To avoid surveillance, she twisted a towel and pretended to clean.

While wiping the sofa, she deliberately turned her back to the cameras, wiping with one hand and placing the needles in Xia Weibao’s spot with the other.

To avoid suspicion from Xia Weibao, she pressed the needles down, leaving no trace.

The sofa is soft, when someone sits, it will sink, causing the needle tips to emerge and pierce the buttocks.

Unnoticed!

To make sure nothing went wrong, she placed them elsewhere too, even in the pillows.

She also quietly hid one on the back of the main chair in the dining room.

Even if Xia Weibao doesn’t sit on the sofa, she’ll definitely sit on the chair during lunch!

After doing all this, Jiang Li sat nervously on the sofa, waiting anxiously for Xia Weibao to come downstairs.

However, no matter how long she waited, Xia Weibao didn’t come down.

The waiting period was particularly torturous, and Jiang Li grew more and more anxious.

Yet Xia Weibao simply didn’t come down, and she was embarrassed to knock on the door, as it would easily raise suspicion.

Around noon, the chef came to prepare the meal, making Jiang Li even more nervous, afraid of being discovered.

Secretly observing the chefs, she noticed they went straight to the kitchen, not stopping in the dining room, which eased her mind.

At that moment, the door of the main bedroom on the second floor opened, and Xia Weibao walked out, glancing at Jiang Li in the living room downstairs.

"Xiao Li, come up for a moment."

Jiang Li was very nervous but still went upstairs.

"Miss Xia, you called for me."

"Yes, just wanted to see if you’ve taken care of your wound."

"It’s already taken care of, thank you Miss Xia for your concern."

"Alright, then it’s fine. You can go back downstairs, and after lunch, I’ll treat you."

Jiang Li was dumbfounded, called up just for this?

In the adjacent villa, Xia Yongxuan had just finished lunch and called the patient she was responsible for to the living room.

She placed a set of silver needles on the coffee table, letting the patient sit nearby.

"I’ve roughly understood your condition, don’t worry. Though it’s a bit difficult to treat, I’m confident I can restore your health."

Upon hearing this, the patient was instantly moved to tears, "Thank you, Miss Xia. Miss Xia, you’re truly kind."

Xia Yongxuan smiled gently, always showing this expression to outsiders.

Appearing very easygoing.

"A physician’s compassion is a given duty."

During the conversation, she had already set the silver needles and sat back on the sofa behind her.

"Ah!"

Just as her buttocks touched the sofa, Xia Yongxuan screamed and stood up swiftly, looking down at the sofa.

Why did it feel like something pricked her?