"How could he not be poisoned? Could it be that he has already taken an antidote?"
Mei Dufeng scratched his head and followed behind Tang Ming and the others, fretting internally: "Could it be that he took the antidote in advance? That's not very likely, he didn't know he would be poisoned. Has he finished the antidote? Impossible, he only licked the ice cream and didn't eat anything else. After we go back, the ice cream must be thoroughly tested."
When night fell, Tang Ming and his two companions finally returned to the villa after strolling all afternoon, and the little food Tang Ming had eaten was almost completely digested.
"Hurry up and eat dinner, I'm going to die!"
The moment Tang Ming entered the door, he clutched his stomach and wailed as if on his deathbed.
"Got it, Uncle Quan is already preparing the food."
Liu Mengting glared at Lin Feng with irritation.
"Poisoned to death?"