The Miracle Doctor's Wife is Not a Weak Lady!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Bei Shuo said nothing.

Duan Si was furious. He rushed forward and tore Bei Shuo apart. “Say something! Say something! Did you kill my son?”

Liu Ming said anxiously, “Madam, it’s not what you think.”

He supported Mu Ci with one hand and held the cup with the other, so he could not help Bei Shuo anymore.

A middle-aged man who looked very much like Mu Ci stood at the side with a cold expression. This person was Mu Ci’s father, Mu Guo.

Mu Chen roared angrily, “Stop!”

Butler Old Jiang quickly went forward to support Mu Chen, but he could not pull Madam.

Bei Shuo refused to get pushed around. She raised her hand and grabbed Duan Si’s wrist. Duan Si had a twisted expression on her face. She looked coldly at Duan Si standing in front of her. “I’m saving him. Other than me, no one can save him!”

She pushed Duan Si’s hand away forcefully.

Mu Chen said in a deep voice, “Little lass, tell me what’s going on with Mu Ci.”

Bei Shuo placed her fingers on Mu Ci’s wrist. Seeing that his pulse had calmed down, she was slightly relieved.

She handed the porcelain bottle in her hand to Mu Chen and said with a straight face, “I gave him a life-saving medicine. If you’re worried that there’s a problem, you can take the rest for testing, but no one can touch him. I’ll save him. If I can’t save him, I’ll pay with my life!”

“Who do you think you are? How can your cheap life compare to my son’s!” Duan Si said angrily.

“Shut up!” Mu Chen stopped his daughter-in-law.

He took Bei Shuo’s medicine and handed it to Old Jiang.

Old Jiang took the medicine, opened the bottle, and took a sniff. His expression changed. He quickly poured out a pill and sniffed it carefully. He was shocked. “Old Master, this, this seems to be a Snow Pill!”

“What did you say!” Mu Chen, Mu Guo, and Duan Si asked in unison.

Duan Si screamed, “Impossible! We spent $30 million auctioning the Snow Pill that saved Mu En. How could she have such precious medicine? She even has several of them!”

Everyone looked at Bei Shuo.

Bei Shuo was already sure that Mu Ci was fine. She gently put down his hand, indicating that Liu Ming could put Mu Ci down. She carefully covered Mu Ci with a blanket before turning to look at the crowd.

She stretched out her hand and took back the porcelain bottle in Old Jiang’s hand. She did not take the pill in Old Jiang’s hand and said indifferently, “You’re right. This is the Snow Pill. You can take that pill for testing. I didn’t expect that you were the ones who bought the Snow Pill for $30 million back then. However, I don’t understand. You have the Snow Pill, but why is Brother Mu Ci’s condition so poor?”

She asked Mu Chen directly.

Mu Chen’s expression darkened. “Back then, Mu Ci’s younger brother, Mu En, was also sick. I heard that the Snow Pill could cure hundreds of illnesses, detoxify thousands of poisons, curb putrefaction and promote recovery, and extend one’s life. Therefore, the Snow Pill was given to Mu En.”

Mu Chen’s voice was filled with pain. This matter was the biggest regret and pain in his life. He could not even look the girl in front of him in the eye.

When Bei Shuo heard this, she simply assumed Mu En was in worse shape back in the day, so she did not think too much about it. She nodded and softened her tone. “The Snow Pill is indeed a life-saving medicine. It can’t be used unless it’s absolutely necessary. For example, considering Brother Mu Ci’s condition today, he has no choice but to use it. Don’t worry, he will be fine.”

“There’s already poison accumulating in his body. I originally wanted to slowly nurse him back to health, but I didn’t expect that as soon as I went out, someone would send milk in. The medicine in the milk stimulated the poison in his system, causing his poison to act up. If I didn’t happen to have Snow Pills today, even the gods wouldn’t be able to do anything about it.”

Mu Chen’s legs went weak and he almost went limp. Fortunately, Old Jiang held him up. “What did you say?”

Mu Chen rushed forward to see his eldest grandson. When he thought of how Mu Ci just had a brush with death, he could not help but cry. He shouted angrily, “Old Jiang, Liu Ming, investigate! You must find out who harmed Mu Ci! Find the culprit now. I won’t let him off easily!”

He reached out to touch Mu Ci’s forehead with a trembling hand. Mu Ci’s forehead felt sticky to the touch since he was covered in cold sweat. His heart ached.

Seeing this, Old Jiang hurriedly asked, “Young Madam, when will Young Master wake up? Just tell us what we need to do.”

Bei Shuo shook her head gently. “Brother Mu Ci can’t be moved around now. He will experience a few fevers later. It’s a natural reaction of his body. Right now, it looks calm, but it’s the most important moment when the medicine and poison are fighting in his body. This will probably go on for three days. I’ll concoct some medicine for him as the situation demands.”