Merit System: Billionaire’s Reborn Cute Wife

"Yes, I've never seen that kind of symptom before, but according to my guess, it should be caused by a new type of virus infection. When I find a way to kill the virus, Mr. Qian should be able to be saved." If he answered lightly.    

    

From her expression, it was impossible to tell whether she could be cured or not.    

    

Chen Mo nodded and didn't speak any further.    

    

If he finished the last mouthful, he would put down the chopsticks and say, "I'm done eating. You take your time."    

    

He then picked up the plate and left.    

    

Chen Mo, who was still in his original position, stared at the back of the figure. "Kacha!" The chopsticks in his hand broke.    

    

Chen Mo threw the chopsticks onto the plate. Just as he was about to pick up the plate, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.    

    

The hand holding the plate gripped the edge of the plate so hard that the joint turned white.    

    

He stood stiffly for a few seconds, as if trying his best to endure something. Finally, he slowly put down his plate, took out his cell phone, and answered the call without even looking at the caller ID on the screen.    

    

"Hello."    

    

A melodious female voice came over the phone, "Mo?"    

    

Chen Mo paused for a moment before replying, "En."    

    

"Have you had lunch?"    

    

Chen Mo glanced at the food on the plate, which was still untouched, and answered with an indifferent "En".    

    

"Remember to eat on time, your stomach used to be a little bad …"    

    

If he left her alone, it would take at least ten minutes for the call to end.    

    

A wave of irritation suddenly surged through his heart, making Chen Mo want to smash his phone to pieces in order to vent the anger in his heart that he had nowhere to vent.    

    

However, he restrained himself and interrupted the woman on the other end of the phone in an extremely impatient tone.    

    

"What's the matter?"    

    

A faint sound of breathing could be heard from the other side.    

    

It took the woman a while to find her voice, so she said carefully, "…" "Mo, we haven't seen each other in a long time. I have a holiday in two days, how about coming over to see you?"    

    

"I'm busy."    

    

The woman was silent for a while, then said with a choked voice, "Oh … "Then take care of yourself. When you are no longer busy, I will come over again …"    

    

"Mm, that's it." Chen Mo replied and hung up the phone.    

    

He stuffed the phone back into his pocket, picked up the plate again, threw it into the cutlery counter, and left the hospital's dining hall.    

    

"..."    

    

A week after he was admitted to the hospital, Qian Chengye received a call from the person who gave him the poison.    

    

During this week, Nie Qingqing didn't have any contact with Qian Dishou, other than taking people from the Qian house and sending them to Tianlang. She also left two black suits outside the ward to guard them.    

    

For a whole week, as usual, she reported to Chee's every day to do a lot of work.    

    

If he hadn't personally witnessed her bringing people into the Qian family that day, based on the state she had been in these past few days, it was as if nothing had happened that day.    

    

He was also relieved until the mysterious man suddenly called him.    

    

"Why are you doing this?" When Qian Chengye heard the other party's request, he couldn't help but frown.    

    

A strange voice sounded from the other side of the phone. "It's fine if you don't go. I'll bring the matter of you poisoning to Nie Qingqing."    

    

"You!" Qian Chengye choked for a bit. After a long while, he finally managed to catch his breath and said, "You've told me before, there's definitely no problem with that poison. It will definitely not be detoxified, right?"    

    

"Heh." The weird voice sneered, "I didn't say that. I only said that with the current level of medicine, there is no cure."