Transmigrated into a short-lived widow? Cold-faced uncle fights for my life

Jiang Mingwei paused while drinking tea, a smile appeared on her lips and a cunning look appeared in her eyes.

"Sister-in-law, you are worrying too much. Am I the kind of person who will swallow my anger and keep things quiet?"

"If the Wang family really goes to the Wei family, I have my own plans, sister-in-law, don't worry!"

Li Yihuan sighed, with relief in his eyes.

"So you have an idea in mind, that's good!"

"I don't know why, but I just felt that you were different, Weiwei. Now I feel familiar with you, and I feel relieved!"

She patted the back of Jiang Mingwei's hand gently, spoke softly, and her eyes were like the rippling water, which was extremely comfortable to look at.

Jiang Mingwei felt a bitter feeling in her heart. Before she could say anything, she saw Li Yihuan suddenly frowning and gently covering her lower abdomen with her hands.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she stood up nervously, and asked quickly, "What's wrong with sister-in-law? Are you feeling unwell?"

Li Yihuan's face turned pale, cold sweat dripped down his forehead. He raised his hand and waved it lightly, holding his stomach in silence.

Jiang Mingwei stood there in a daze, not daring to move, fearing that anything might happen to her or the baby in her belly!

It took a long time for Li Yihuan to come back to his senses.

She let out a long sigh, wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief, and smiled apologetically at Jiang Mingwei.

"I'm sorry, Weiwei. Did I scare you? I don't know why I feel uncomfortable after eating something recently. The doctor said it was because my spleen and stomach were too weak. I'm taking medicine to regulate it, but it hasn't gotten better. It's not the child's problem. Don't worry."

Jiang Mingwei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at Li Yihuan's pale face, he still felt a little worried.

After thinking for a long time, he said solemnly: "Why don't I take my sister-in-law's pulse?"

Li Yihuan was slightly startled, then chuckled and said, "I only know that you are quite knowledgeable in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, when did you learn medicine?"

"I had nothing to do in the Wei family, so I taught myself."

Jiang Mingwei smiled awkwardly. Could she tell the truth?

Before she came here, she was a graduate student studying ancient history, but in order to enrich her knowledge, she also took a minor in Chinese medicine.

After getting started, the Chinese Medicine teacher seemed to have found a treasure and insisted that Jiang Mingwei change her major!

She went to her mentor and cried all day, saying that she was a medical genius rarely seen in a century, and that if he didn't give Jiang Mingwei to him, it would be a loss to the entire Chinese medicine community.

Jiang Mingwei was standing in the corner shivering. She only remembered her tutor smiling wickedly and pointing at the materials piled up like a mountain in the corner of the office.

"I can give you the people, but you can work like a slave to write the materials!"

The Chinese medicine teacher was stunned and ran away quickly.

Before leaving, he reminded Jiang Mingwei not to forget her daily supplementary classes...

So for three whole years, she ran back and forth every day and only slept four or five hours a day.

Jiang Mingwei seriously suspected that she died suddenly from overwork while working on her thesis, so she ended up here!

Although ancient history is not useful nowadays, at least she has done a lot of research on traditional Chinese medicine, which can be considered a professional match.

She fell ill a few days ago, and after she got better, she took her pulse. It was indeed not a serious problem, just a cold, so she didn't take it seriously.

Of course, Jiang Mingwei had no intention of hiding her incompetence today.

She really liked her sister-in-law, and always felt that something was not right with Li Yihuan's expression.

To be on the safe side, let’s take his pulse first!

Jiang Mingwei was in high spirits, and Li Yihuan didn't want to refuse her kindness, so he obediently stretched out his hand and placed it on the stone table.

"Okay, then let sister-in-law see how good Weiwei's self-taught medical skills are!"

She smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes. Jiang Mingwei blushed at what she said and took her pulse. But after a touch, her face suddenly became solemn and gloomy, almost dripping with water...

She raised her eyes, looked at Li Yihuan with a serious and nervous expression, and asked in a deep voice: "Sister-in-law, you said that the doctor told you that you are in good health and the child is also very healthy, right?"

"Yes."

Li Yihuan didn't understand, but looking at Jiang Mingwei's serious face, she suddenly felt a little nervous.

"You know that doctor, too. He's Doctor Chen from the Saint Medical Hall, a famous doctor in the capital. The Saint Medical Hall is funded by the Jiang family, so he's actually a member of the Jiang family, so there shouldn't be any problems, right?"

"That's hard to say."

Jiang Mingwei shook her head, but her expression did not ease, but became even more severe.

After several inquiries and a look at her mouth and tongue, he called the maid to bring the dregs of the medicine she used to boil every day.

After a careful inspection, Jiang Mingwei couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine!

Looking at Li Yihuan who looked nervous and frightened, she suddenly didn't know how to tell him.

Seeing that she was hesitant to speak, Li Yihuan was in a trance, knowing that she might have found out something wrong.

"Weiwei, what's wrong with this medicine? Tell me quickly, don't scare my sister-in-law!"

Jiang Mingwei grabbed her wrist and said, "You can't just tell your sister-in-law about this. Come with me to find my brother and tell him in person."

The two of them walked through the prime minister's residence, moving forward.

He arrived at the front hall and rushed in despite the guards' attempt to stop him.

Jiang Mingjin was talking to Wei Jing. He looked up and saw Jiang Mingwei with a solemn and gloomy expression. He then looked at his wife who was panting and blushing behind him, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"lady!"

Jiang Mingjin stepped forward, pushed Jiang Mingwei away without saying a word, and held Li Yihuan in his arms.

"Jiang Mingwei, what do you want to do? Yihuan is your sister-in-law. Now that her parents are gone, a sister-in-law is like a mother. Is this how you bully her?"

Jiang Mingwei staggered backwards, her tailbone hitting the armrest of the chair, causing her vision to turn white due to the pain.

She was startled, "When did I bully my sister-in-law?"

Li Yihuan did not expect that this would cause misunderstanding. She tugged at Jiang Mingjin's sleeve and quickly explained, "My husband, you misunderstood. Weiwei did not bully me. We just..."

"Okay Yihuan, you don't have to say anything more for her!"

Jiang Mingjin interrupted her coldly, raised his eyes to look at Jiang Mingwei, his eyes full of disappointment.

"You knew your sister-in-law was pregnant, but you were so reckless in walking through the mansion with her, and you still said you didn't do it on purpose?"

"You have been arrogant and domineering over the years, and you know how many evil things you have done! When Yihuan had a miscarriage, she told me several times that it was not your fault. I could only believe you, but you are still so bold!"

Holding his wife tightly in his arms, Jiang Mingjin looked at Jiang Mingwei with eyes filled with hatred and disappointment.

"In my opinion, what happened back then might really be related to you, but Yi Huan is just too kind and doesn't want to expose you!"

"So in your eyes, I am such an unforgivable sinner?"

Jiang Mingwei felt heartbroken and looked at Jiang Mingjin in a daze.

These unpleasant words were like a sharp knife, piercing her heart, leaving a thousand holes and blood...

There was a flash of pity in Jiang Mingjin's eyes, but he quickly but stubbornly turned his head away.

"It's not what I thought, but you are."

"Jiang Mingwei, I have tolerated you for a long time since I was a child. I would rather not have a sister like you!"

A fishy-sweet taste surged in Jiang Mingwei's throat.

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether it was her emotions or the original owner crying out in pain.

Jiang Mingwei smiled hastily, her smile was bitter and sarcastic.

"My dear brother, do you know that your wife was secretly drugged and is now poisoned?!"