Qiao Yanzhi walked over to the sand and sat down, then took out a watermelon and gave her a disdainful look: "Your savior is someone you should see for yourself."

"so?"

Qiao Yanzhi said lazily, "Summer is over, so we can't eat fresh watermelons anymore."

Tang Yaoyao: "...???"

It turns out that my mom also likes to eat watermelon.

"Don't look at it, your body can't handle it, this is for myself."

Tang Yaoyao: "..."

Okay, you're Mom, you're in charge.

This time, Qiao Yanzhi really didn't give her any.

After she finished eating, there were one or two pieces left, which she put into the refrigerator next to her.

Not long after, Gu Mobei returned.

Tang Yaoyao noticed a hint of paleness on his usually serious and aloof face, and her heart skipped a beat. Could this medicine be even more poisonous than the previous one?

Qiao Yanzhi rarely saw him lose his composure, and slowly stood up: "Mobei, what's wrong with you?"

He turned around, nodded respectfully to her, and then said, "Auntie, could you please go out for a moment? Mr. Ye asked me to pass on a message to Miss Tang, which only she can hear."

Qiao Yanzhi frowned, her eyes darkening, and said nothing more: "Okay."

Then, she turned and walked out.

After she left, Tang Yaoyao asked, "What's wrong?"

"Answer me first: when Ye Xuan was giving you this medicine, did you already know she had a problem?"

"Um."

"So, you're going to play along and continue accepting the medicine she gives you?"

Tang Yaoyao raised an eyebrow: "Let's play along."

"As expected of someone who does things his own way. For you, just three doses of this drug would be enough to kill you instantly."

Tang Yaoyao smiled, her eyes gleaming with cunning, but deep within them lay a chilling malice: "Didn't you say it yourself? You need three bottles. Before this, I never imagined she would suddenly change the medication. Even if she did, you're a doctor; you naturally have a way to save me before it causes more serious consequences."

Gu Mobei, with a stern face, took out a syringe from the pocket of his white coat, sucked up a small bottle of medicine, and came to her side: "Roll up your sleeves."

After the injection, his tense emotions relaxed somewhat, but his voice was also low and cold: "You risked your life to test this. If you die, it won't be considered bad luck."

Tang Yaoyao: "Was your sharp tongue innate?"

"I gave you an injection of resistance medication. You won't be in any danger, but you'll suffer. Your body can't react yet, and you'll feel terrible tomorrow."

Tang Yaoyao asked, "What kind of medicine did she give me?"

"The antibiotics happen to be the type that your medical record indicates you are allergic to."

Tang Yaoyao was slightly taken aback: "Then why didn't I have an allergic reaction?"

Gu Mobei sat down on the chair next to her. This was a very serious issue. He continued, "Because she also added other ingredients, the two drugs work together to counteract each other, and the full-blown attack will occur after the third infusion."

Upon hearing this, Tang Yaoyao felt no lingering fear, only a sense that Fu Mengyao and Ye Xuan were not far from death.

She had already put herself in a life-or-death situation to survive.

Infusing a bottle of harmful medicine could ruin Fu Mengyao's life forever, so it's not a bad deal. She's a doctor, and she's confident she can find Gu Mobei to save her life when the time is right.

She did not fulfill Fu Mengyao's wish, but she was able to openly use Gu Mobei, the most authoritative doctor in the medical field, to testify for her.

She certainly wouldn't do that if she wasn't sure.

Tang Yaoyao then asked, "Can you prove that it wasn't a case of taking the wrong medicine but rather that she intentionally murdered me?"