But…
He was crippled.
Nian Xiaomu was shocked when she saw that he was pushed in a wheelchair.
Who would expect that the King of Medicine himself, would be crippled?
Not only Nian Xiaomu, but even Yu Yuehan also narrowed his eyes when he saw.
When they were observing him, Qi Yan asked his assistant to push him to the coffee table and glanced at the two cups of tea.
When he saw that one of the cups were drunk from, he smiled.
His enthralling smile, made him feel even more unsettling.
There was no introduction.
There were no pleasantries.
Qi Yan grinned and spoke. "Aren't you guys afraid that the tea will be poisoned?"
"Poison? I just drank from it." Nian Xiaomu heard his words and instead of panicking, she went up to look at the cup she had just drunk from.
It was as though she wanted to see where the poison was.
It was not an intentional action.