His eyes fell on Quan Qiao in confusion.

Quan Qiao stared at him angrily: "I didn't do anything wrong, but you threatened and intimidated an eighteen-year-old girl. This is punishment!"

Fu Yi...

In fact, he just wanted to teach her...

Forget it, I’m supporting my fiancée, so I have to endure the pain no matter how much it hurts.

But since when did he start to care about a little girl? And he was so possessive of a little girl?

While Fu Yi was doubting himself, his cell phone rang.

Gu Fei’s text message: Fu Qi, the treatment for toxin No. 61 has been successfully developed.

Fu Yi just remembered this and looked at Quan Qiao with worry:

"How does your body feel?"

After picking her up, he didn't notice any symptoms and actually overlooked Toxin 61...

He picked up the phone: "I'll ask Gu Fei to send the medicine over immediately."

"Need not……"

Quan Qiao quickly grabbed her wrist and made up an excuse:

"I've already taken the medicine. Two days ago, in the hospital, Mr. Xia was looking for someone to test the medicine, and I happened to be there."

Fu Yi's brows furrowed immediately. "Master Xia had already developed the medicine two days ago?"

Quan Qiao said "hmm", "What's wrong?"

Fu Yi's eyes were deep.

Although Mr. Xia is an extraordinary talent, he is always cautious and careful in doing things, and he will confirm each step ten times.

And over the years, no matter what project it was, he would succeed before Mr. Xia.

But this time, Mr. Xia’s team actually developed the drug two days earlier than him?

Unlikely...

Fu Yi's gaze fell on Quan Qiao again:

"Are you familiar with Mr. Xia?"

I remember that on the evening of the day the accident happened, Mr. Xia rushed to Yuncheng in a hurry.

Logically speaking, the matter would not be reported so quickly, and Mr. Xia should not have come so soon.

Quan Qiao narrowed her eyes.

Fu Yi is suspicious of her...

She replied calmly:

"Professor Zhang Tiecheng is doing agricultural and vegetable research in our village, and he has connections with Mr. Xia.

After the incident, I specifically asked Professor Zhang for help."

Fu Yi's eyes were filled with thought.

Even though everything makes sense, I still feel like something is wrong...

Even for Youtuan, how could the 18-year-old Quan Qiao establish a cross-era business model?

He was about to ask, but Quan Qiao said:

"Have someone send the medicine to Mantingfang and arrange for its distribution immediately. We'll go take a look too."

Man Tingfang is a mother in a bad mood. She can't let the company stagnate.

"good."

Fu Yi knew that business was important, so he stopped asking questions.

He stood up and walked into the room, put on a suit, and then chose a red dress and handed it to Quan Qiao who had just walked in:

"Put it on."

Quan Qiao took it and looked at it. It was a round-neck lace short-sleeved long dress.

The length reaches at least to the ankles and the style is very traditional and conservative.

She couldn't help asking, "Where did you buy this dress?"

What high-end brand can make clothes of such high quality but in such ordinary styles?

Fu Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly:

"I let people buy it at will. I think it suits you very well."

Quan Qiao curled her lips. How could she not understand his little thoughts?

After all, he is his little baby, so he knows everything but doesn't say it out loud.

She took her clothes and went into the dressing room to change.

After eating, her strength finally recovered and she moved with exceptional agility.

Fu Yi was outside and called Beiou:

"Send the medicine to Mantingfang and prepare the carriage for Mingyue in the city."

During the call, the door of the locker room slowly opened.

Fu Yi turned his head to look over, and his usually calm face was suddenly stunned.

I have the urge to do it again...