Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The moment Chi Xiao touched Mo Ting, Su Ling wanted to chase her away. However, when she saw that Chi Xiao was skilled and Mo Ting really stopped coughing, Su Ling heaved a sigh of relief.
After heaving a sigh of relief, she felt that her attitude earlier was a little too harsh.
With this thought in mind, Su Ling’s face became slightly hot. She forced a smile and asked, “Have you studied medicine before? How do you know that this can stop coughing?”
Chi Xiao focused on massaging Mo Ting and replied without raising her head, “When I was at home, I read a few medical books, but my knowledge is just on the surface level.”
Mo Ting’s face looked a little better and was not as pale as before.
Su Ling felt that this was not just surface level knowledge. It was just that Chi Xiao was too modest. Even the way she looked at Chi Xiao became a little more friendly.
She no longer cared about Chi Xiao’s face. As long as Chi Xiao could treat Mo Ting well and help alleviate his pain, Chi Xiao would be Su Ling’s good daughter-in-law.
Probably due to her occupational habits, Chi Xiao could not help but ask when she saw that Su Ling’s expression had become better, “How long have you been ill?”
Hearing this, Su Ling’s heart skipped a beat. Her son was actually unwilling to bring this up. Would Chi Xiao being so straightforward make her son unhappy?
However, Mo Ting only thought for a moment before replying, “Around two months.”
Chi Xiao habitually rolled Mo Ting’s eyelids. The inner part of his eyelids was pale and devoid of blood. “How does this look like a result of being ill for two months? It’s clearly been more than half a year.”
Mo Ting’s eyes suddenly widened. Chi Xiao was right.
His early symptoms were an occasional headache accompanied by severe insomnia. Mo Ting had indeed suffered from headaches and insomnia for nearly four months before he was admitted to the hospital for the first time.
Chi Xiao took Mo Ting’s pulse and sighed inwardly. Just what kind of person had the heir of the Mo family provoked for them to put in so much effort to poison him year after year?
Perhaps it was because the medical books of her ancestors were magical, Chi Xiao only needed to take his pulse to know what illness this person had, how he got it, and how long he had been ill.
It could not be said that it was not magical.
Chi Xiao originally wanted to diagnose further, but Su Ling grabbed her hand. Her hand was cold and sweaty. Chi Xiao looked over and saw Su Ling’s eyes filled with worry. “How is Ting? Is he going to be saved?”
Chi Xiao originally wanted to say that he would not, but when she saw the genuine worry in Su Ling’s eyes, she suddenly recalled how her mother had looked at her with reluctance before she passed away.
At that moment, the two of them gradually merged together.
Chi Xiao paused and only said, “To recuperate well, it will be a long process. However, I want to know who exactly you offended? Why did you make them spend so much effort to poison you day after day?”
“What did you say? Poison!”
Su Ling’s voice was sharp, as if she had realized something. She lowered her voice with just one word, as if she was afraid that someone would hear her. She gradually tightened her grip on Chi Xiao’s hand, causing her to frown. “Is what you said true? Did someone really poison Ting?”
Chi Xiao pulled her hand out without batting an eyelid and looked at Su Ling’s anxious expression. She sighed and said, “Yes, and this person hates Mo Ting very much. This poison is colorless and tasteless, so you won’t be able to see its effects in the short term. It has to be taken daily in small amounts to be effective. When the poison takes effect, it first causes dizziness, headache, and insomnia, and then the symptoms are very similar to kidney failure.”
“It’s not kidney failure?”
“Of course not.”
Su Ling’s head was itching with hatred. However, there were countless people that Mo Ting interacted with every day, and she could not find out who would hate him so much. She could only clench her teeth and stare at Mo Ting non-stop with tears in her eyes.
After accumulating some strength, Mo Ting asked, “If I want to recuperate, how long will it take?”
Chi Xiao said faintly, “That will depend on your physique. Don’t think that it will be less than three to five months.”
Mo Ting did not say anything.
It was rare for the room to become quiet. Not long after, there was a knock on the door. Accompanied by a soft voice mixed with sobs, “Dad, Dad, are you inside?”
“Young master, didn’t I just say that the heir is now seriously ill and can’t play with you anymore?”
Before the nanny could finish her sentence, the door was opened and an extremely ugly woman was revealed. The nanny was scared out of her wits and sat on the ground, pointing at Chi Xiao and unable to speak.
Chi Xiao lowered her head and looked at the little boy in front of her. There were two teardrops on the little boy’s fair and tender cheeks. At this moment, he was looking up at her in a daze.
“Who are you?” The little boy asked, and after a long while, asked, “What happened to your face?”
The little boy only said two sentences, but Chi Xiao was staring at him with pretty eyes.
The little boy held his small hands together and twisted them uncomfortably. “Why… why are you looking at me?”
Looking at the little boy, Chi Xiao felt that the heavens did not let her down. This little boy was actually 70-80% similar to her, especially that pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. They were practically carved from the same mold.
Chi Xiao was in a daze. The little boy squeezed over and pounced on Mo Ting’s bed. Looking at Mo Ting, he started to cry..