The thought of He Wanrou's disgusting way of throwing herself at him earlier made his stomach churn, but he had to keep her here at his wife's behest, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"I know she has bad intentions, but I still have to cooperate with you and keep her here. I feel so uncomfortable! This is the second time! If this keeps up, I'm going to get sick from holding it in!"

Seeing his almost explosive expression, Zhou Qiqi smiled gently and patted his arm reassuringly.

"Don't panic or feel disgusted. Let me tell you slowly. This matter is more distressing than you can imagine."

Her smile faded, her expression turned serious, and she lowered her voice to ask:

"Huaichuan, do you still remember the day Mom suddenly fell ill and the house was in complete chaos?"

Shen Huaichuan nodded immediately: "Of course I remember! It almost scared me to death!"

Zhou Qiqi continued:

“The night before, you were moving things outside. I saw that Mom and Dad’s bags were on the windowsill, so I put them on the sofa. At that time, I felt a few pills that had fallen on the floor under the windowsill.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Huaichuan frowned and said:

"Pills? That's impossible! Dad is very careful when he gives Mom her medicine. He always counts out the exact number of pills before pouring them from the bottle into his hand. How could they possibly fall on the floor? And if they did, he would definitely have noticed!"

"Yes, I find it strange too."

Zhou Qiqi nodded.

“Those pills were all small white round tablets, mixed together, and I couldn’t tell which ones were which. But my intuition told me that this was not a simple matter, so the next day, I secretly gave the pills to Xiaoyuan and asked her to find someone to help me identify what kind of medicine it was.”

She sighed and said:

“This matter is not easy to investigate. Xiao Yuan first sought help from a doctor she knew at the military hospital, but she couldn’t tell anything from the appearance alone, and this medicine cannot be tried casually.”

"Later, she still had to ask an old classmate who worked as a lab technician at a pharmaceutical factory in the city for help. She used some internal connections and some instruments to do a thorough test before she finally found out the truth. It took more than a week in total."

Shen Huaichuan's heart leaped into his throat, and he hurriedly pressed for an answer:

"What did they find out? Is it... poisonous?"

He suddenly remembered the cup of tea He Wanrou had handed him earlier that day, and his face immediately darkened.

If He Wanrou could drug her, she could also drug her parents.

Zhou Qiqi didn't answer directly, but instead took out a small glass bottle from the inside pocket of her coat. The bottle was mostly filled with white pills.

She uncorked the pill, poured it into her palm, and handed it to Shen Huaichuan, saying half-jokingly:

"Is it poisonous? You'll know if you try one."

Her intention was simply to lighten Shen Huaichuan's mood by making a joke, since the matter she was about to discuss was too serious.

To everyone's surprise, Shen Huaichuan didn't even blink. He took the bottle, deftly poured out a pill, and threw it into his mouth without saying a word!

Hey! You!

Zhou Qiqi was startled and tried to stop him but failed. Annoyed, she punched his arm and complained irritably.

"Hey! I was just kidding! How could you actually eat it?! What if it's poisonous?! Are you crazy?!"

Shen Huaichuan, however, did not care at all:

"Even if what you gave me is poisonous, I still have to taste it to see what it tastes like."

Zhou Qiqi was both amused and exasperated, and a little scared. She quickly asked, "How was it... what did it taste like?"

Shen Huaichuan smacked his lips, his brows furrowing slightly:

"It doesn't have any special taste, just a medicinal taste. It's a bit bitter, but if you taste it carefully, it's a little sweet, just like a regular pill."

Zhou Qiqi sneered, "It's good that it doesn't smell."

She took back the medicine bottle, her eyes sharpening as she continued to explain:

"This stuff looks decent, but it's actually not a proper medicine at all! It's mainly made of flour and powdered sugar, and probably mixed with some useless starch dextrin! It won't kill you, but it won't cure any diseases either!"

"Fake medicine?!"

Shen Huaichuan frowned, his voice suddenly rising. He quickly lowered his voice and asked:

"How did this stuff get into Mom's medicine bottle?!"

"You'll have to ask your parents' savior, Comrade He Wanrou, about that!"

Zhou Qiqi's expression sharpened as she spoke:

“I also asked Xiaoyuan to help me find out about my mother’s illness and the medication she usually takes. The metoprolol she often takes is very special; it must be taken regularly for a long time and absolutely cannot be stopped casually.”

As she spoke, she took a deep breath and uttered the most crucial part:

"The doctor said that if someone who has been taking this medication regularly suddenly stops, their body will experience a strong 'withdrawal reaction,' leading to a rebound increase in sympathetic nerve activity. As a result, it is very easy to trigger an acute attack of angina! And it is more dangerous than usual!"

Shen Huaichuan was a smart man; he understood immediately.

He instantly understood everything when he realized that He Wanrou had appeared just when his mother fell ill!

A chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, and his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

"He, Wan, Rou!"

These three words were practically squeezed out from between his teeth.

The next second, he suddenly turned around, like a lion that had been completely enraged, his muscles tensed, and with a terrifying aura that could destroy the world, he was about to rush out!

Zhou Qiqi had expected this, and her heart tightened. She quickly reached out and grabbed his arm tightly, asking:

"Where are you going?!"

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