The villagers were terrified, but Chen Dong was not panicked at all.
One minute...
Two minutes...
Three minutes...
Chen Dong said nothing; Hu Chunyan and Wu Deyao stood still, faces grim and motionless.
Ten minutes...
Fifteen minutes...
Twenty minutes...
Everyone quieted down, their eyes fixed unblinkingly on Hu Chunyan.
Strangely, after such a long time, Hu Chunyan showed no signs of distress; there was no expression of pain on her face, and she looked nothing like someone who had ingested pesticide.
Others might not be sure, but Chen Dong knew very well that the liquid in the pesticide bottle Hu Chunyan and Wu Deyao held was not pesticide at all, but molasses. When Chen Dong had first entered Wu Meiling's courtyard, he had overheard Wu Xiaoqiang quietly muttering with Sha Rongqiang and Sha Rongsheng that the pesticide bottle held by their parents actually contained molasses.
Although Wu Xiaoqiang's voice was very low, Chen Dong had heard it.