"I hate you so much. If I like you, I will be ill in my brain!"

Rachel was so angry that she danced with joy.

It was obviously your intentional bluff, would it be good to attract my attention? When did I like you?

Your sister!

Also, what does your pity look mean?

Am I pitiful?

I am the little princess of the Marshall family, and the equity I hold now is worth billions of dollars.

I don’t know how many people pursue me! Do you think I don’t have anyone, or will you like you?

Too funny!

Rachel's teeth choked and her face kept twitching, as if it was about to explode.

"I'll try it!"

Marshall didn't speak from beginning to end, but kept looking at Jiang Tian's conversation with his granddaughter with a smile.

At this time, he picked up the medicine bottle and unscrewed it, poured out a black pill into his palm.

"This pill smells so smelly, it's not poisonous..."

The moment the pill was poured out, Rachel suddenly smelled a foul smell, couldn't help but cover her nose, and hurriedly stopped her:

"Grandpa, don't eat it! The ingredients are not proven! What if the body is damaged?"

"Rachel, do you think my body can be worse? Even if it is poisonous, what's the difference between death now and death thirty days later?"

Marshall smiled faintly.

Rachel looked at Professor George and family doctor Anthony, hoping that they would help speak.

But unexpectedly, family doctor Anthony made no statement.

Who dares to poison Mr. Marshall and seek death!

This Chinese boy should want to get to power, and at best it is just an ineffective drug!

George's eyes flashed twice, but he didn't stop him.

He wanted to wait until the pill was ineffective and to deal with and ridicule Jiang Tian.

Damn it, it's better to eat Marshall to death, and then the Marshall family will send this Chinese doctor to prison! Lifetime in prison!

This kid is simply irritating!

Marshall knocked the pill into his mouth, took a bottle of mineral water from the maid, and took it.

After Mr. Marshall took the medicine, a strange silence appeared on the entire terrace.

In the manor, the music and laughter on the lawn came from afar, as faint as if it was in another world.

Everyone stared at Marshall silently, as if waiting for something to happen.

One minute, two minutes...

Time flows slowly.

But five minutes passed, and Marshall did not change significantly.

Mike shook his head helplessly and whispered: "It's just a liar, do you really think a miracle will happen?"

"Oh, my stomach hurts so much!"

At this moment, suddenly, Marshall suddenly held his stomach and screamed.

He twitched in pain, big drops of sweat came out of his head, and blood vessels on his forehead thrust.

He also opened his mouth wide and gasped, as if his breathing was about to fail.
Chapter completed!