Chapter 16: Does It Even Matter if It's Poisonous?

Ye Jiayao quickly reached out to press the nearest floor button in the elevator.

The elevator stopped, and Ye Jiayao hurriedly ran out, shouting to Mu Linghan, "Wait for me!"

Ye Jiayao quickly disappeared from sight, leaving the people inside the elevator looking at each other. Xu Ningzhi hesitated, unsure whether to press the elevator button or not.

"President Mu..."

Mu Linghan maneuvered his wheelchair towards the exit, and Xu Ningzhi hesitated for a moment before following him.

A group of people waited at the elevator entrance, and they waited for half an hour until Ye Jiayao appeared, her face pale.

Mu Linghan glanced at her and asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

Ye Jiayao awkwardly waved her hand and said, "It's nothing, let's go."

Fortunately, Big Shot had waited for her. She was afraid that he would leave directly since she had no idea where his home was, and the opportunity for them to live together would vanish.

Mu Linghan looked deeply at Ye Jiayao but didn't press for more information. The group got back into the elevator.

When they arrived at the garage, Mu Linghan got into his car directly, and Ye Jiayao followed suit.

Mu Linghan glanced at her, and Ye Jiayao lied, "My car is out of gas!"

Mu Linghan withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes to rest, while Ye Jiayao purposely created some distance between them, keeping her eyes fixed on the scenery outside the car window.

She needed to learn the route properly!

During the car ride, Mu Linghan occasionally opened his eyes to glance at her before closing them again. Meanwhile, Ye Jiayao kept observing the city outside, finding it not too different from the modern cities she knew - the architectural style wasn't significantly different, with concrete buildings everywhere, and private cars filling the streets, occasionally accompanied by public buses.

Traffic jams seemed to be the norm, an essential part of daily life.

When they arrived home, it was already past lunchtime, and the servants had prepared lunch for them. Ye Jiayao didn't hesitate and sat down directly across from Mu Linghan, picking up her chopsticks and starting to eat.

She had been busy all morning and hadn't even had breakfast, and that bowl of chicken soup had long been flushed down the toilet!

Mu Linghan glanced at her, and Aunt Hong, the servant, looked surprised as she watched Ye Jiayao eating without any reservation, seemingly unaffected by Mu Linghan's imposing presence.

Ye Jiayao suddenly felt that something was amiss. She looked up at Mu Linghan and noticed he still had half of his meal in his bowl. She couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you eating?"

Mu Linghan: "..."

Watching her eat had killed his appetite.

"I'm full, cough cough!!"

Mu Linghan pushed his wheelchair to turn away, but just as he made the movement, he began to cough.

Aunt Hong quickly handed him a glass of water, looking worried, "Mr. Mu is coughing again."

Seeing an opportunity to curry favor, Ye Jiayao immediately stepped forward, snatched the water glass from Aunt Hong's hand, and handed it directly to Mu Linghan's mouth.

"Here, have some water."

Aunt Hong was taken aback for a moment, then quickly said, "Miss Ye, let me handle it, alright?"

Her expression seemed as if she feared that Ye Jiayao would harm Mu Linghan.

Ye Jiayao didn't mind. With one hand, she gently stroked Mu Linghan's back, while the other hand held a cup of water to feed him.

Mu Linghan directly took the water cup, then turned to the side and took a small sip, finally easing his cough.

Two inquisitive gazes fell upon Ye Jiayao.

As Ye Jiayao met Mu Linghan's gaze, her heart trembled for a moment. However, she quickly regained her composure, stubbornly saying, "What are you looking at? Just drink your water!"

Mu Linghan withdrew his gaze indifferently, finishing the water in his hand and handing the empty cup to Aunt Hong. He then propelled his wheelchair forward.

Ye Jiayao wanted to follow and help but suddenly felt her stomach churn, and her face turned pale.

"Where is the restroom?"

Aunt Hong pointed in a direction, and Ye Jiayao rushed over quickly.

Watching Ye Jiayao's figure dart away, Mu Linghan couldn't help but furrow his brow.

Aunt Hong looked worriedly in Ye Jiayao's direction and said to Mu Linghan, "Sir, Miss Ye..."

"Call the family doctor."

Aunt Hong hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Okay."

Half an hour later, Ye Jiayao leaned against the wall, her legs weak, as she came out of the restroom. Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, her stomach churned again, and her face changed. She quickly went back into the restroom.

Another half an hour passed, and she walked out of the restroom with a pale face, sweat beading on her forehead.

At that moment, Aunt Hong approached her. "Miss Ye, the family doctor is here, upstairs."

Ye Jiayao was surprised. There was a family doctor?

"Is he here to check on Mu Linghan's condition? He came right after being discharged, quite dedicated. While he's at it, he can take a look at me too."

Saying this, she walked toward the elevator.

Aunt Hong hesitated for a moment but seeing Ye Jiayao heading upstairs, she didn't explain further and silently followed behind her.

The master bedroom door was open, and Ye Jiayao immediately saw a man in a white coat standing by the big bed.

He was slightly slender, tall, with slightly broad shoulders, clean-cut hair, wearing a casual shirt, fair skin, and big eyes, giving an impression of a Korean oppa.

Ye Jiayao noticed that the family doctor seemed to have finished his work and walked in directly.

"Doctor, my stomach isn't feeling well."

Suyexi was arranging the medical kit and, upon hearing the voice, turned to look, his forehead involuntarily twitching.

Isn't this Mu Linghan's troublesome wife? What is she doing here?

Ye Jiayao didn't pay attention to Suyexi's expression. She only felt her stomach getting worse, and her face turned even paler.

"My stomach hurts again."

She quickly leaned against the wall and sat on a nearby chair.

Suyexi glanced at Mu Linghan, who showed no reaction, and approached Ye Jiayao with a stethoscope to conduct an examination. Soon, she reached a conclusion – it was food poisoning.

"I'll prescribe some medicine for you, and you'll feel better in two days."

Ye Jiayao was surprised. "Food poisoning? But why is Mu Linghan fine? We ate the same thing..."

Midway through her sentence, she suddenly realized something and widened her eyes. "That chicken soup!"

Suyexi looked puzzled. "What about the chicken soup?"

"The chicken soup brought by Qin Xueyi must be the problem!"

The more Ye Jiayao thought about it, the more astonished she became.

She couldn't fathom why Qin Xueyi would want to harm Mu Linghan. Even if she wanted to plot something, her methods would be too obvious! So, Ye Jiayao never considered this possibility and simply thought she caught a cold while sleeping yesterday.

But now the doctor said it was food poisoning! Besides the chicken soup, she hadn't eaten anything else suspicious!

Suyexi said, "Is there any chicken soup left? I'll take it for testing to find out."

Ye Jiayao hurriedly stood up. "Let me find it. The thermos should not have been washed yet..."

At that moment, Mu Linghan suddenly spoke up, "No need."

Ye Jiayao's footsteps halted, and she looked at him with confusion. "Why not? The chicken soup was intended for you. What if it's really poisoned?!"

Mu Linghan's tone was indifferent. "I said there's no need."

Ye Jiayao widened her eyes, her emotions rising despite her physical discomfort.

"Is it because the chicken soup was made by Qin Xueyi, so you don't care even if it's poisoned?!"