Qiao Wanwan suddenly opened her eyes and nudged the man beside her, "Jing Ting, the phone."
Zhan Jingting didn't open his eyes, reached for his phone on the coffee table, and answered, "Speak."
Jiang Dong's voice came through, "Master Zhan, news has come from the hospital that the young master has been cured of the poison."
Zhan Jingting slowly opened his eyes. "So fast?"
"It's absolutely true. The young master just woke up, that's why I called to report to you."
"Understood. Keep an eye on the Wen family." Zhan Jingting hung up the phone and looked at Qiao Wanwan lying beside him. "Wanwan, did you figure out the antidote last night?"
"No, I'll get up now and continue."
"No need, Eleven has been cured of the poison and has woken up."
"Really?" Qiao Wanwan sat up in surprise. "I'm going to the hospital to see him right now!"
"No rush." Zhan Jingting grabbed her wrist. "Even you, the legendary healer, couldn't develop an antidote overnight. The hospital detoxified her so quickly. Don't you think there's something wrong with that?"
"What do you mean?" Qiao Wanwan asked in confusion. "There are differences between traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine. Western medicine is also more widely used, so it's normal that it developed an antidote before me."
"Let's not talk about that now."
"Then let's go to the hospital."
"good."
Qiao Wanwan couldn't wait to see Eleven, but Zhan Jingting insisted that she have breakfast first.
Qiao Wanwan couldn't refuse, so she ate a little something and then hurried out.
When the two arrived at the hospital, Wen Xue was feeding Shiyi porridge.
"Eleven," Qiao Wanwan stepped forward and asked, "How are you feeling now?"
"Sister Wanwan!" Eleven smiled as soon as she saw her. "Eleven is very tired."
"Come here, let Sister Wanwan take your pulse."
Wen Xue stopped her hand. "Miss Qiao, if you want to take my son's pulse, shouldn't you get my permission first?"
Qiao Wanwan compromised, "Miss Wen, I would like to take Eleven's pulse. I hope you can agree."
Wen Xue then released her, saying haughtily, "I don't want to lower myself to your level in front of my son. This is the last time, because I will take care of you for the next eleven days, and you will come back to the Wen family with me after you are discharged from the hospital."
Qiao Wanwan pursed her lips and took Eleven's pulse first.
"His body is still very weak and he needs to be properly cared for."
Wen Xue snorted coldly, "I'm a mother, I know my own son's condition perfectly well, I don't need you to remind me."
Just as Qiao Wanwan was about to speak, the door to the ward was suddenly pushed open, and Zhan Jingting looked at her from the doorway. "Wanwan, come out for a moment."
Qiao Wanwan patted Eleven's head and quickly went outside. "What's wrong?"
Zhan Jingting led her aside to talk. "The doctor said that they were at a loss last night and used the most conservative medication."
“Impossible.” Qiao Wanwan frowned. “I have studied Eleven’s blood sample. Although the name is unknown, the toxins are complex and cannot be cured by ordinary medicine.”
“I know, otherwise you wouldn’t have stayed up until the wee hours,” Zhan Jingting said. “There’s only one possibility now: someone secretly gave Eleven the antidote during the night, and Wen Xue was here taking care of Eleven last night.”
Qiao Wanwan couldn't believe it. "You mean, Wen Xue gave Eleven the antidote? So Eleven was poisoned..."
Zhan Jingting nodded. "Didn't you check? No one in the family gave Eleven random food, except for the cookies Wen Lijing brought. As far as I know, the cookies were made by Wen Xue, and Eleven has always loved them."
"You mean Wen Xue poisoned the cookies!" Qiao Wanwan felt a chill run down her spine. "Why would she poison Eleven?"
"Targeting you, and taking back National Day, then poisoning yourself and vomiting blood in our house—isn't that the best excuse?"
"Just for her own purposes, she disregarded Eleven's health? He's so young, how could she do such a thing!" Qiao Wanwan's face flushed with anger. "I'm going to find her!"
“Wanwan, she’s a lunatic. It would be beneath you to argue with her.” Zhan Jingting pulled her back. “There’s no direct evidence for this right now. If you ask her now, she’ll just use it as an excuse to turn around and bite you back. So I’ll handle this. Don’t get involved.”
Qiao Wanwan hesitated, "She is Eleven's biological mother, so I really have no right or qualification to question her, but you are different."
"Sweetie, let's go home first."
Just as the two reached the elevator door, Eleven's voice suddenly rang out from behind, "Sister Wanwan, don't go!"
Qiao Wanwan turned around and saw Eleven, wearing a hospital gown, running barefoot toward her!
Her heart ached suddenly, and she rushed forward, crouching down to hug him. "Eleven, why did you come out?"
Eleven hugged her neck tightly, "Sister Wanwan, take me home!"
"Eleven!" Wen Xue chased after her. "Mommy told you that you can only live with Mommy from now on."
"I don't want to!" Eleven cried, refusing. "I want to be with Sister Wanwan!"
Wen Xue patiently said, "Eleven, Mommy can't live without you either. You weren't feeling well last night, and Mommy cried all night. How can you bear to leave Mommy?"
Eleven insisted, "I can't bear to part with Sister Wanwan, I want to live with Sister Wanwan."
Wen Xue covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face, "Eleven, you've broken Mommy's heart so much..."
Qiao Wanwan coldly looked at her hypocritical appearance, but remembering the suffering Eleven had endured, she still ruthlessly pushed him away and comforted him, "Eleven, your mother is right, you are not well yet, you must stay in the hospital first, we can talk about other things after you are better, okay?"
With Zhan Jingting around, she could forcibly take Eleven away, but Wen Xue is her biological mother, and without evidence that she poisoned Eleven, she can visit her at any time.
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