Chapter 403
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Filled with anger and with no place to vent his anger, he raised his hand and hit the wooden stick hard but somehow it hit Venn's arm.
There is a loud and sharp sound. Venn rubbed his arm. He was beaten to the point of dizziness.
"Ah! It hurts! Big brother, please aim accurately and hit. Why did you hit me?"
'The person I beat is you. You've only been taking care of him for a few days, but you betrayed him so quickly. You protect him so you will suffer for him."
Venn's head was full of question marks.
However, the fear of being beaten by his eldest brother since childhood still haunts Venn now, making him not dare to hide and only dare to cover his head with his hands.
Hearing that Fawn wanted to hit Venn, Shane no longer cared that he was coughing. Hearing the direction of the sound, he struggled with his weak body and wanted to stop them.
The wooden stick was raised high by Fawn, but before it could be put down again, Dante grabbed it from behind.
'Stop making noise, let outsiders look in, they will laugh at us."
Dante's tone was cold. He smiled evilly and continued: "Dealing with Shane can't be that simple. I have a medicine that can make people suffer to death. Shane won't have the strength to fight and this medicine won't hurt his body. Shane, do you want to try?"
Shane just stood up. Hearing Dante's words, there was no expression on his face, on the contrary, his back stiffened. It took a lot of time to sit up to stop them from fighting. He didn't expect that he would be so tired. Now that he had no strength left, he weakly fell onto the bed.
Fawn loosened the wooden stick and let Dante hold it freely. He saw that Shane was no longer provocative. The arrogance on his face seemed to have disappeared a lot, so his anger had also decreased a lot.
He completely agreed with Dante's suggestion: 'This method is very good. There is a crazy dog that likes to provoke and even pretends to be resilient, so it should be handled with this method."
Dante placed the wooden stick on the bedside table, and quietly returned to the dressing table, he continued to prepare the medicine.
Venn walked around Big Brother, and approached Dante, he asked in a low voice: 'Second brother, do you want to give him that medicine? Three of us men, bullying a sick person like him, if this story gets out, it will be very embarrassing. If not, don't do it, okay?"
Dante didn't say a word, he focused on the preparations at hand.
Unable to convince Dante, Venn could only turn back and whisper into his eldest brother's ear.
'Eldest brother, the way the second brother treats others is terrible, you know best, think of Bertha, she will hate us. If she comes back and learns we tortured Shane this way, she will not be happy."
Fawn snorted coldly: "It's okay not to let Bertha know about this."
'But Shane is not guilty, if he told us about our crime, Bertha would still know."
This time it was Dante's turn to speak: "Then I will give him the dumb pill."
'That's good," Fawn agreed. When Bertha returns, I will explain to that child at that time, saying that he cannot make a sound because he has a virus in his body. The problem has been resolved."
'But…" Venn was speechless, he glanced at Shane: 'But he has hands, he can write and speak for her."
Dante's indifferent voice continued: "Then I'll make him take the nerve anesthetic again."
Fawn nodded in agreement: "Taking care of someone who has been paralyzed for a long time will be troublesome. By that time, Bertha completely hated him. Just in time to change his brother-in-law would be great."
'..."
Venn was completely convinced, he shot a good luck look at Shane on the bed.
Shane's face was stiff, it seemed like he did not react at all. He was so sick that he even had difficulty breathing.
He tried to hold back his cough, tore off the fever-reducing patch on his forehead, pulled his whole body into the cotton blanket, and used the cotton blanket to wrap tightly around his body.
After a while, he said in a low voice: "I want to sleep for a while, you guys go out first."
As soon as Shane finished speaking, Dante prepared the small pills, used tweezers to insert them into the capsule, and then gave it to Venn.
Venn looked at the pill in his palm, then looked at Dante: 'Second brother?"
'You notice him taking the medicine, half an hour later he takes the medicine prescribed yesterday."
Dante finished speaking, turned around, and left the master bedroom, even his spine was filled with coldness.
Hearing him say that, Venn understood, he reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief, poured a glass of water, and walked to Shane's bed.
'You take your medicine first, then eat dinner and sleep. I'll wake you up in half an hour."
Shane frowned and unconsciously covered his mouth with the cotton blanket. He firmly refused: "I don't drink."
Fawn sat and watched, mocking contemptuously. Shane acted so tough just now, why doesn't he dare to take medicine now?
He was about to say two sarcastic sentences when a person from the National Bureau of Investigation came to wait right in front of the house, he said he wanted to report his mission to Shane.
Fawn had to get up and go out, helping Shane chase the other subordinates away.
Waiting until the sound of Fawn's footsteps completely disappeared, Shane asked Venn in a low voice: "What kind of medicine is this?"
Venn held back a laugh: "Don't worry, it's just fever-reducing medicine. You still have the immortal card, Bertha, to protect you. Big brother really won't drug you."
