Not Sick, Poisoned

Tang Shijun firmly believed in Gu Qingluan. "When Qingluan said there's hope, then there must be hope!"

Beside her, Tang Shijiao flushed with frustration. "How could you believe her? How can someone who has stopped breathing be saved?" 

She stepped forward, intending to stop Gu Qingluan from approaching Tang Shiqi.

She didn't want her to tamper with Tang Shiqi's body now that her elder sister had passed away.

Tang Shijun quickly grabbed her, saying, "Second sister, don't make a scene! Our elder sister is in such a state, can't you let Qingluan try? I trust Qingluan won't joke with us. If your interference costs our elder sister a chance at survival, can you bear that responsibility?"

The head of the Tang family and Madam Tang nodded in agreement. "Jiaojiao, don't create chaos. Let Miss Gu take a look."

As long as there was a glimmer of hope, they were unwilling to give up.

Tang Shijiao shot them an angry glance. "You all..."