Mu Guo's patience was limited. "Think about it carefully. The old man is now completely focused on Mu Ci. He believes that girl can take good care of Mu Ci. If you stay and make trouble, and you anger the old man, no one will help you!"

Duan Si stopped talking.

Mu Guo continued, "You've never cared about Mu Ci. Now that you care about him so much, aren't you afraid that the old man will suspect you?"

Duan Si immediately exploded, "Husband, what do you mean by this? Why does the old man suspect me? Did I harm Mu Ci? He is my own son! I am his mother, would I harm him?"

Mu Guo frowned, not wanting to argue with her about this issue: "I have to fly to Singapore early tomorrow morning, and now I have to go back to prepare materials for tomorrow's meeting. If you insist on staying, I won't stop you, but don't call me if anything happens! I can't help you!"

After saying that, he strode out.

Duan Si hurriedly trotted after him: "Husband, why did you suddenly go abroad? Who will accompany you this time? Can I go with you? I want to see Mu En. I haven't seen him for more than a month——"

The two of them just walked out.

Old Jiang couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the two's backs.

It’s no wonder that the old man feels uncomfortable, and it’s no wonder that Young Master Mu Ci feels disappointed.

Zhou Shuo knelt beside the bed and sighed as he looked at the unconscious Mu Ci. He murmured, "Brother Shitou, why is your life so fragile? I've only lived for twenty years and I've only saved you twice. Without me, you would have died. It's so unfortunate."

She felt Mu Ci's pulse again with concern, then put his hand back under the quilt and covered it. She wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel and said, "But it doesn't matter. I'm here and I will definitely cure you so that you won't suffer from the pain anymore. I was thinking of treating it slowly, bit by bit, but I didn't expect it to become so serious all of a sudden. This time you'll have to suffer."

Zhou Shuo kept talking.

Her day was truly fulfilling. She severed ties with her biological parents, married Mu Ci's brother, met the parents-in-law in a somewhat unpleasant way, cooked dinner, and detoxified herself.

She sat down on the thick carpet and stretched. "Little Zhou Shuo, you're awesome! Keep going! Work hard! Don't give up! Keep going tomorrow!"

Zhou Shuo rested his head on the edge of the bed, found a comfortable position and closed his eyes.

She is a doctor, not an iron man, and she will get tired too.

However, while half asleep and half awake, Zhou Shuo was awakened by the heavy breathing. She jumped up and touched Mu Ci's forehead.

Oh! My forehead, which was once covered in cold sweat, is now burning hot!

The first wave of fever began.

Zhou Shuo lifted the quilt, went to the bathroom to get a basin of warm water, and wrung out a wet towel to wipe Mu Ci's body.

Mu Ci was like a red-hot stone at this moment. After being scrubbed twice, the heat did not subside at all. Zhou Shuo fed him some water and took his pulse. He felt that his condition was not good. After pondering for a moment, he opened the bedroom door.

Sure enough, Liu Ming, Xiao Ling and Xiao Bai were all in the living room outside the bedroom, as well as Uncle Jiang who was next to the old man.

Seeing her come out, Liu Ming immediately jumped up: "Madam, what do you need?"

Zhou Shuo said bluntly, "I'll write a prescription. Uncle Liu, go get the medicine right away. I'll boil it myself. My brother has a fever. I'm afraid he's going crazy. I need to lower his temperature."

She nodded to Lao Jiang again: "It's not a big problem, tell grandpa not to worry."

After getting the medicine back, Zhou Shuo asked Lao Jiang to help her look after Mu Ci, and she also boiled the medicine herself.

Lao Jiang and Liu Ming both discovered that Zhou Shuo was extremely vigilant. Whether it was Yao or Mu Ci, he would not let anyone else do it. This was also what they hoped for, after all, it was a matter of the young master's life.

After the medicine was boiled, Liu Ming whispered to Zhou Shuo, "Madam, Xiaoling and Xiaobai are both trustworthy people. If you get tired, let them help you."

Zhou Shuo said "hmm", but had no intention of asking anyone to help her.

By dawn, Mu Ci's fever had finally subsided and his complexion looked much better.

Xiao Ling brought breakfast to Zhou Shuo, "Young Madam, please eat something. You can't let yourself get tired."

Zhou Shuo immediately jumped out and said happily, "Great, I'm starving."

Xiao Ling's eyes reddened. "Madam, if you're hungry, just go out and call me. How can you let yourself go hungry? The young master still depends on you to take care of him. You have to take good care of yourself."

Zhou Shuo nodded and stuffed a bun into his mouth, his hand already reaching for another one.

Xiao Ling couldn't help but feel distressed: "Please go slower, go slower, don't choke."

Zhou Shuo made an OK gesture to Xiao Ling and smiled.

After Zhou Shuo devoured two steamed buns and drank a bowl of porridge, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He leaned back in his chair and sighed, "Is Grandpa up yet? Have you had breakfast?"

Xiao Ling nodded. "Well, we will take good care of the old man. Uncle Liu replaced the housekeeper and servants last night. Now there are only two of us left. New servants will be added today. Don't worry."

Zhou Shuo nodded and said, "Okay, ask Uncle Liu to come over and help the young master change his clothes. Let's change the sheets and quilts. I think he'll have a fever again this afternoon."

Xiao Ling went to find Liu Ming with admiration on her face.

When Liu Ming showed Lao Jiang the pajamas that Mu Ci had changed out of, even though Lao Jiang knew it in advance, his expression changed. On the snow-white pajamas, the sweat stains were faintly green.

"What kind of poison is this?" Lao Jiang asked in a lost voice.

Liu Ming shook his head. "I don't know. From what the young mistress said, the poison has accumulated over the years. If it weren't for this poisoning, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been so thorough. I tested that bottle of milk, and it contained aconitine, which is highly toxic."

Old Jiang was shocked. Did he want to take the young master's life directly?

"But aconitine should have a taste. Didn't the young master feel that the taste was wrong when he drank the milk?" Old Jiang couldn't help but ask.

Liu Ming couldn't answer.

Like the young mistress, he knew that when he saw the cup, the young master had already been poisoned, and he didn't even see how he drank it.

"Because brother Mu Ci's sense of taste disappeared a long time ago." Zhou Shuo's faint voice suddenly came from behind.

The two of them couldn't help but look back.

Zhou Shuo stood at the bedroom door with his arms folded. "Mrs. Zhang served brother a condiment dish during dinner, saying he had a strong taste. But in reality, he couldn't taste anything other than salt. I was just skeptical when I took his pulse, so I made him mushroom soup. The soup has a flavor extracted from the plants themselves, and he could sense it, so he ate a little more."

Liu Ming suddenly realized, "Master has had no appetite for the past two months. Could it be because he has lost his sense of taste?"