When I got home, the whole family was already sitting together having dinner.

I put down the bucket and slowly went to the well to wash my hands.

The large basket beside the well was filled with the potatoes that Madison had washed.

When I walked into the house, I glanced at the dining table. There was a chicken leg in Liam's bowl, and he had a steak in front of him.

Quinn looked unhappy when he saw me and said, "You're slow. We've been waiting for you."

I said nothing, sat aside and taste jam.

Nicole patted my head vigorously and said, "Jam is expensive. Eat it with bread."

Nicole and I were not worthy of eating good potatoes in my family. We could only eat them during Christmas.

Madison gave me a mean look and turned to complain to Quinn, "Chloe just said that Liam poured paraquat into the potato jar and asked me to throw the potatoes away. This is wasting food!"

Quinn was stunned, looked at Madison, and said hesitantly, "This, this meal is..."

Madison waved her hand and said nonchalantly, "It's okay. I've washed them. You can eat it without worry."

Nicole nodded in agreement. "I watched her wash them three times. The paraquat must have been washed away."

After hearing this, Quinn praised Madison. "Mom is good at managing the household."

Then he pointed at my forehead and cursed, "Throw away so many potatoes? You bitch. I feel uncomfortable if I don't scold you for a day."

I ate my bread quietly, thinking, "If you like them, eat more."

At night, the three of them began to vomit and have diarrhea. Liam almost fainted.

Nicole hugged Liam and cried, "My dear, please don't scare me."

Quinn felt something was wrong. He held his stomach and yelled at me, "Chloe, go to the clinic and call someone over."

I hurriedly threw the cup of water in my hand and ran towards the clinic.

When I reached the corner, I started walking slowly, letting them feel more pain.

In my previous life, Quinn came back and saw that there was no food. After asking what happened, he kicked me in the stomach. I slid on the ground and hit the corner of the wall.

Quinn ignored the dull thud and quickly walked over to me, raising his foot and stomping on my stomach again, with even greater force than before.

Not only did Nicole not stop him, she even added said, "We usually love Liam more, but you can't make things difficult for everyone on your brother's birthday."

After hearing this, Quinn slapped me on. I fainted.

When I was almost at the clinic, I smeared a lot of mud on my body and pretended that I had fallen.

Unfortunately, the doctor was not there tonight, so I walked slowly towards the priest's house.

When priest arrived, the three of them were dying, so he quickly had them sent to the county hospital.

While in the car, priest asked, "What did your family eat?"

I pinched the corner of my clothes and whispered, "My brother poured paraquat into the potato jar, and my grandma washed the potatoes several times to avoid wasting them and cooked them before eating."

The priest's face changed immediately. He urged the man who was driving to drive faster.

When we arrived at the county hospital, Liam's mouth had already started to turn purple.

The priest rushed to the emergency room with my brother in his arms, shouting anxiously, "Help! He's been poisoned by paraquat!"

All the medical staff in the emergency room gathered around and the three were pushed into the emergency room.

After rescuing, the three people were basically recovered after gastric lavage.

Liam's condition was quite serious and the doctor forced him to stay in the hospital for observation.

The doctor called Quinn aside with a serious look and said, "Although you and your mom seem to be fine now, you still can't take it lightly. I suggest you stay in the hospital for observation."

Quinn hesitated while holding the medical prescription, and Madison directly refuted what the doctor said when she heard it.

"How could it be possible that I got poisoned by potatoes? It's obviously the cakes' problem!" Madison said with a snort, "They want to keep us in the hospital and make money from us? No way!"

Madison still didn't believe that there was something wrong with the potatoes, but she forgot that Quinn and Liam were the only ones who ate the cakes.

The doctor was so angry at Madison that he said, "If you want to be discharged from the hospital, you have to sign a waiver. You can only be discharged after signing it."

When we got home, Quinn looked at the potatoes a painful look on his face, but he still told me to dispose of them.

Madison refused to give them to me, saying she would wash them a few more times to feed the chickens at home.

I whispered, "Grandma, don't eat them anymore. What if you get sick again?"

Madison slapped me in the face and said, "Shut up! It's obviously the cakes that have a problem. We can't waste the good potatoes."

I covered my painful right cheek and looked at her, thinking, "Old shrew, you will regret it if you don't listen to my advice."

The next morning, Madison urged me to get up quickly to pick up my brother and take him home.

I said, "Liam may not be fully recovered yet, so it's not appropriate to bring him back."

I was slapped on the left side of my face. It hurt.

"You are a jinx. You never say a good word. You just want Liam to get sick!" Madison pointed at my forehead and said sternly.

Quinn was drinking chicken soup and didn't even look at me.

Madison turned around, went to the kitchen, and got out a chicken, which she tied tightly in a plastic bag.

I looked at the chicken and swallowed my saliva. My father looked at me with disdain and said, "Eat the bread. The chicken is for your brother."

Despite the nurse's dissuasion, Madison insisted on feeding Liam, which made the nurse so angry that she slammed the door and left.

Liam had been greedy since he was young. When he got the chance to eat chicken, he naturally finished it.

Nicole took care of Liam for the whole night and also got a chicken neck to supplement her nutrition.

After Liam finished eating, Madison urged my father to go for discharge surgery. The doctor rushed over after hearing the news.

"The child is not in a good condition to be discharged from the hospital."

Madison used the same words again to retort. But the doctor remained unmoved, held the form, and refused to give it to Madison.

Suddenly, Liam screamed, spat out black blood and fainted.