1275 A Bet

During her meal, Tan Bengbeng thought of what Mo Yongheng had said and cast Qi Yan a glance.

"I am feeling much better. When can I be discharged?"

"How long has it been? You must be hospitalized for at least a few more days. You can only be discharged when your body recovers, and after your wound has healed…" Qi Yan suddenly paused halfway through his words and stared at her with a frown.

"Are you worried about the elderly head of the Mo Family?"

"Young Master Yongheng said that the antidote has a side effect to it. It would be safer for the elderly head if we visit him as soon as possible." Tan Bengbeng placed her chopsticks down and said with all seriousness.

Qi Yan cast her a glance before placing a piece of meat into her bowl.

He gestured for her to continue eating as she spoke.

He was only satisfied when he saw that Tan Bengbeng was obediently eating the meat that he had picked for her.