This medicine box was what Zhan Jingting always used to store medicine; there was nothing special about it.

Qiao Wanwan took out the medicine box, opened it, took out a pill, and smelled it.

It contained a mixture of various medicines, and she couldn't immediately identify them.

Qiao Wanwan crushed the medicine with her fingertips, tasted it, and quickly realized something was wrong!

In addition to the base medicine that Zhan Jingting had taken before, there were also several detoxifying ingredients inside!

Moreover, judging from the combination and dosage, the poison to be detoxified is definitely not light!

Because these herbs, when mixed together, will have a stronger detoxifying effect, but correspondingly, they will also have significant side effects!

Qiao Wanwan's hand holding the medicine box trembled, and the medicine box fell to the ground!

She slowly slumped to the ground, her face growing paler inch by inch!

Based on what she's observed so far, what Wen Lijing said is very likely true...

......

Late at night, Zhan Jingting was woken up by pain again.

As before, he secretly went to the bathroom.

What he didn't know was that the moment he closed the bathroom door, Qiao Wanwan on the bed opened her eyes.

Qiao Wanwan didn't follow them to the bathroom. Instead, she took her phone from the bedside table and opened one of the apps.

What appeared on the screen shocked her!

Zhan Jingting was seen lying on the washbasin, spitting out a mouthful of blood!

Immediately afterwards, the man took out two pills with trembling hands and swallowed them with tap water.

After taking the medicine, Zhan Jingting skillfully grabbed a towel, bit it into his mouth, and collapsed to the ground in pain!

Qiao Wanwan's eyes widened, and it seemed as if the string in her heart had suddenly snapped in that instant!

She secretly installed the surveillance camera that afternoon. She wanted to confirm what Wen Lijing said, but she didn't dare to ask him directly, so she could only use this method.

She hadn't expected that everything would turn out exactly as Wen Lijing had predicted!

Even the pain Zhan Jingting endured was a hundred times more severe than she had imagined!

What kind of pain could make this strong and resolute man curl up on the ground, biting a towel?

The camera wasn't very close, but Qiao Wanwan could still clearly see the man's trembling figure!

Qiao Wanwan felt as if her heart had been ripped open by a pair of cold, iron hands, the pain making it hard for her to breathe!

"Jing... Jingting..."

It turns out that the bloody smell she occasionally caught in the bathroom was real; it was Zhan Jingting's vomit!

It turns out that he took her abroad for a romantic getaway, holding a private wedding in a church just for the two of them, in order to rush through their ceremony.

It turns out that his seemingly unintentional apologies, each time he said "I'm sorry," were actually heartfelt, because he could no longer grow old with her...

Qiao Wanwan felt like she couldn't breathe. She wanted to rush into the bathroom and hug him tightly!

But she didn't dare!

Zhan Jingting tried every means to keep it from her, preferring to suffer the pain himself rather than tell her the truth.

She knew he didn't want her to start feeling sad right now.

Qiao Wanwan's heart ached to the extreme, and she felt as if the air she was breathing had become thin.

She couldn't bear to watch the footage anymore. Her hands trembled as she turned off her phone, buried her face in the pillow, and sobbed uncontrollably.

What pained her even more was that she had to adjust her state before Zhan Jingting came out so that he wouldn't notice anything unusual.

Qiao Wanwan tried hard to hold back her tears and turned the pillow, which was soaked with tears, over.

She was afraid of revealing her emotions, so she could only pretend to be asleep.

I didn't sleep a wink all night.

As the sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn, Qiao Wanwan slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at the sleeping man in front of her, her tears flowed uncontrollably again.

Qiao Wanwan quickly wiped away her tears, got up quietly, changed her clothes, and left the master bedroom.

"Wanwan, why are you up so early today?" Su Jing greeted Qiao Wanwan upon seeing her. "What happened? Why are your eyes so swollen?"

"It's okay," Qiao Wanwan said. "Mom, I'm going to work at the company. Remember, don't tell anyone that my eyes are swollen, especially Jingting."

Su Jing didn't know what had happened, but she readily agreed, "Okay, Mom won't tell."

Qiao Wanwan put on her glasses and quickly left Wutong Bay.

Sitting in the president's office of the Dijing Group, Qiao Wanwan was still in a daze.

Her head felt like it was going to explode; she couldn't think straight at all.

My heart is so aching that it's numb, as if I've lost all feeling.

Qiao Wanwan leaned back on the sofa and slowly closed her eyes.

She didn't know how much time had passed when she suddenly opened her eyes, sat up, took her phone out of her bag, and made a call.

"Wanwan?" The call was answered quickly. "This call came later than I expected. It seems you've already confirmed it, right?"

"How did you find out about Jing Ting's poisoning?" Qiao Wanwan questioned. "Is this related to you? Wen Lijing, what exactly are you trying to do!"

“Wanwan, neither Jingting and the child’s disappearance back then nor the poisoning now has anything to do with me,” Wen Lijing said calmly. “Although the cause is not in my hands, the consequences are.”

Qiao Wanwan felt like her head was about to explode, and she couldn't think straight at all. "What do you mean? Explain yourself!"

"I said, the only antidote to save Jingting is in my hands."

These words instantly brought Qiao Wanwan, whose thoughts were in a daze, back to her senses!

"What did you say?" Qiao Wanwan asked in disbelief. "Are you telling the truth?"

"Wanwan, how could I bear to lie to you?" Wen Lijing's voice was tinged with bitterness. "Besides, lying to you would do me no good."

"Why do you have the antidote?" Qiao Wanwan's mind raced, and she quickly made a connection. "It was Zhan Xiuwen's boss who gave you the antidote. He knows what you want, so he gave you the antidote to threaten me!"

Wen Lijing remained noncommittal, saying, "Wanwan, you've always been this smart."

Qiao Wanwan closed her eyes briefly. "Li Jing, have you ever thought about this? By doing this, you've become that person's puppet, just like Zhan Xiuwen!"

“I’m not like Zhan Xiuwen.” Wen Lijing’s tone suddenly turned cold and hard. “Wanwan, I have no desires other than you. You can tempt Zhan Xiuwen with money, but you can’t tempt me.”

Qiao Wanwan slowly clenched her fist over her phone. "So what you've always wanted hasn't changed, it's still me, right?"

Wen Lijing's answer was concise and firm: "Yes."

"How do I know if the antidote is real or fake?"

“Wanwan, you have no choice but to believe me,” Wen Lijing said. “That person’s goal is very clear: to make Jingting wish he were dead. Now that you belong to me, Jingting will only suffer more if he lives, which is what that person wants.”

Qiao Wanwan sneered, "You know him very well."

"Perhaps," Wen Lijing said with a self-deprecating smile. "Perhaps deep down, I'm just as despicable as he is."

A cold glint appeared in Qiao Wanwan's eyes as she spoke, word by word, "You know very well that I would never betray Jing Ting to be with you, so even if you have the antidote, it's useless. I'd rather die with Jing Ting than let you have your way!"