When Fu Siming arrived at the hospital, the same doctor who was leading the group that morning came out.
"Mr. Fu, the young master's condition has stabilized for the time being, but an unknown toxin has been detected in his blood, and we are still conducting component analysis."
"We also found trace amounts of the same toxin in the lady's blood, but the concentration was lower than in the young master's blood..."
"The results are not yet available, and it is unclear what effect the toxin will have on the Madam and the young master's bodies. However... the young master's organ functions are not yet at the level of a one-month-old infant, and this cannot be ruled out as the reason."
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After a moment of silence in the hall, Fu Siming nodded. "Yes, I understand."
After he finished speaking, he walked to the glass window of the intensive care unit and looked at the woman lying inside with an IV drip in her body.
He remembered how Song Xingyao looked in his arms, anticipating his birth, but now she lay here so pale.
He loosened his clenched fist. "Song Xingyao, wake up. I will definitely heal him and personally place a healthy him in your arms."
The cell phone rang abruptly.
"explain."
"She confessed everything. She got eight vials of medicine from the black market. The remaining three vials that haven't been injected yet have already been picked up and delivered to the First Hospital. She said that Fu Yao asked her to pick up the medicine, and she didn't know exactly what kind of medicine it was."
The bodyguard finished his report and awaited Fu Siming's next instructions.
His emotionless eyes stared at Lilith, who was lying on the ground, terrified.
Fu Siming: "Hmm, make her vomit up more useful stuff."
A simple sentence sent a chill down Lilith's spine.
"Yes!" Just as the call ended, a sharp scream came from the basement.
The laboratory's drug test results came out quickly, and Ye Si took the report to Fu Siming.
He was sitting in front of Song Xingyao's hospital bed, wearing a sterile gown.
Seeing his friend like this, he was caught in a dilemma: whether to say something or not.
Visiting hours in the intensive care unit are limited, so Ye Si simply looked at Pei Jing, who was standing by the door with a stack of documents in his hand.
The two exchanged a glance and neither made a sound to disturb the other.
Ten minutes later, the people in the ward came out and looked at the two people standing at the door.
After leading the two away from Song Xingyao's room, she took the folder from Pei Jing's hand and casually glanced through it.
After listening to the company's report, he casually gave instructions and waved him away.
But Yes noticed a detail.
After Pei Jing left, he asked, "You arrested Fu Yao? How are you going to explain this to the Fu family? She is, after all, a child of the Fu family in the legal sense."
Fu Siming took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, thought for a moment, then crumpled and broke them before throwing them into the trash can.
But he looked extremely irritable.
"If she dares to do this, what right do I have to control the Fu family?"
Although he said that, the slight furrow in his brow revealed a moment of hesitation.
"Well, how should I put it, the Fu family are Song Xingyao's biological parents...you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Fu Siming clicked his tongue and said, "Get to the point!"
Abandoning his well-intentioned advice, Yes handed over the folder in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.
"The ingredients have been identified. It's a neurotoxin with a calming effect, but it may have long-term effects on nerve development. It's a drug that circulates on the black market abroad and is used to control disobedient people. I guess you've already investigated its source."
He spoke cryptically, but everyone understood. After a brief pause, he quickly added another sentence.
"Ah Ming, what I wanted to tell you is that there is currently no antidote in the country..."
His words were like a death sentence, chilling and penetrating to the heart.
Fu Siming's heart skipped a beat, and he sighed almost imperceptibly, "Is there no other way?"
"It's not that there's no way. Didn't you get the original drug? Perhaps we can speed up the development, but the child can't wait that long. If you want it to be faster, go to the black market and look for the antidote again."
Upon hearing this, his face showed even more distress.
It seems this path is not going smoothly.
Fu Siming knew about the drug when the test results for Jiang Yi's cup came out, but there was no information whatsoever about the antidote.
He looked at the two rooms at the end of the corridor, said goodbye to Yes, and left the hospital.
The basement door was kicked open, and the once sturdy and solid door was now teetering on the verge of collapse.
It emitted a roar that shouldn't have been there.
Fu Yao was being watched by two burly men. When she saw who it was, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
Before she could even speak, Fu Siming had already stepped forward and grabbed Fu Yao by the collar.
"Where's the antidote?" he asked directly.
"Hahahaha...Antidote? You're begging me for it!"
Their eyes met, but Fu Siming couldn't see the trace of fear and unease in her gaze.
Instead, I felt a sense of peace and joy that it should have been this way long ago.
Thinking of this possibility, the darkness in his eyes deepened, and he released his grip and took a step back.
She sat down on the sofa and gestured for the man next to her to come forward.
The man stepped forward expressionlessly.
With a "crack," it sounded as if something had been broken.
Fu Yao felt the pain dulled, rolled on the ground, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead.
Her vision was a little blurry, but she could still see the man's expression: cold and sinister.
She thought: Fu Siming, do you love her that much? Have you never had any feelings for me at all?
Fu Siming remained expressionless, seemingly oblivious to the screams and the fact that no one was rolling around in front of him. He casually glanced to the side.
Another man slowly walked forward.
Fu Yao's face contorted in pain, but she showed no intention of revealing the whereabouts of the antidote.
Soon, a second "click" was heard, and Fu Yao also fainted.
Seeing the person faint, Fu Siming, who was sitting to the side, opened his mouth and made a sound. His words were chilling, like the whisper of a demon.
"Wake her up."
When Fu Yao woke up, the pain in her hand was unbearable. She took several deep breaths before she regained her senses.
She stared at the man in front of her, who was still sitting in the same position.
She forced an awkward smile.
"Fu Siming, it's no use. Can't find the antidote? Because I bought it outright. This drug is the only one left in the world, and only I know where it is... If I die... then your child will have to be buried with me, hahahahaha..."
The laughter was intermittent, and it was clear that the pain made it somewhat difficult for him to speak.
Fu Siming: "What do you want?"
Fu Yao: "I want you two to never be together, haha... Break up with her, and I'll give you the antidote."
"You're dreaming! Fu Yao, do you really think I can't get you to talk?"
"If I die, this antidote will disappear completely. You try it; someone will always be buried with me. Whether it's Song Xingyao or her child, are you willing to do that?"
Her weak voice carried an irresistible threat, and the air in the entire basement fell into a deathly silence because of her words.
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