Chapter 859: 861, There’s Always a Way to Solve It (One More)

It seemed that Nalanda had already seen her downfall through her eyes.

Lin Xiyuan remained calm. She glanced at Nalanda and said indifferently, "Doctor Nalan must have had too much to drink."

Nalanda did not speak but smiled mysteriously, then disappeared into the boundless night. His silhouette appeared both enigmatic and desolate.

Lin Xiyuan watched Nalanda’s retreating figure and narrowed her eyes slightly before she too turned and left.

The Imperial Capital.

Duanmu Zhe’s private plane landed directly at the largest hospital in the Imperial Capital.

Despite the late hour, it was the hospital director himself who received Duanmu Zhe.

Moreover, it was the director and the deputy director who personally performed surgery on Mo Qingyi.

The surgery took a long time, and since it was late at night, Duanmu Zhe did not inform the elders of both families.

By the time the surgery ended, dawn was breaking.

The hospital director, with a heavy expression, said to Duanmu Zhe, "Mr. Duanmu, Miss Mo’s life is temporarily saved, but the chances of her waking up are very slim. You should be prepared."

The magnitude of this statement left Duanmu Zhe somewhat unable to react.

"Director, how small are the chances? Just tell me straight!" Duanmu Zhe tried to remain calm.

The director sighed, "Although Miss Mo is temporarily out of danger, the poison has spread throughout her body, and her organs have started to fail. It’s very likely that she could..." The rest was left unsaid.

"Director, I beg you, save her! If you can save her, I am willing to give everything I have." For the first time in his life, Duanmu Zhe, who kneels only to heaven, earth, and his parents, knelt down to the hospital director.

"Mr. Duanmu, please get up," the director hurriedly helped Duanmu Zhe to his feet. "It’s not that we don’t want to save her, we truly are powerless. Miss Duanmu not only suffered a gunshot wound but was also infected with a rare virus..."

A virus?

Duanmu Zhe frowned slightly, caught the key point, and looked at the director, "Wasn’t Qingyi injured by a gunshot? How did she get poisoned?" Besides, when in the medical room, Nalanda only mentioned that Mo Qingyi was shot and didn’t mention anything about her being poisoned.

The director glanced at the report in his hands, then continued.

"It’s a rare virus that thrives in uninhabited snow-capped mountains. Under normal circumstances, it rarely infects humans and is hard to detect during its incubation period. It can only be found through blood tests and those infected usually appear no different from normal people. Moreover, according to our observations, Miss Mo has been poisoned for quite some time now, which is also why she hasn’t been able to conceive for many years."

The color on Duanmu Zhe’s face gradually grew colder.

He had been careless. He had shared the bed with Mo Qingyi for so many years, yet he didn’t even know she had been poisoned.

He was not a good husband.

Who exactly had gone to such great lengths to harm Mo Qingyi?

"Where did that virus come from?" Duanmu Zhe abruptly looked up at the director.

"The snow-capped mountains," the director said seriously.

Snow-capped mountains?

In the Superpower World, there weren’t many who could cross the snow-capped mountains and who had a past with Mo Qingyi.

"When approximately did Qingyi get infected with the virus?" Duanmu Zhe continued to ask.

The director thought for a moment, then said, "About four or five years ago."

Four or five years ago.

Duanmu Zhe frowned slightly, and two words flashed in his mind.

Xi He.

Four or five years ago, Xi He was still alive and had even joined the military as a medic.

It might have been during that time that Mo Qingyi was infected with the virus in the army.

At that time, as a military doctor, it would have been easy for Xi He to tamper with something.

And the person who didn’t want Mo Qingyi to have children and harbored such resentment against her was none other than Xi He.

Who would have thought that even after Xi He’s death, such a huge problem was left behind.

Duanmu Zhe clenched his fists and fiercely smashed the wall, his eyes bloodshot.

The hospital director sighed, "Mr. Duanmu, there is always hope, so don’t panic just yet. There’s another person who might be able to help you."

"Who?" Duanmu Zhe grasped at the last straw, looking up at the hospital director with hope.

Looking at Duanmu Zhe, the director slowly uttered three words, "Madam Chu Jin."

Four years ago, it was Chu Jin who had pulled Duanmu Sheng back from the Grim Reaper’s grasp. At that time, the director had assisted Chu Jin during the surgery.

Chu Jin’s medical skills were brilliant. In such a moment, the only person the director could think of was her.

Apart from her, no one else could save Mo Qingyi.

Duanmu Zhe was in such grief that he hadn’t thought of Chu Jin at all, but now he brightened up, looking at the director with hope, "You’re right, perhaps Madam Chu can save Qingyi."

Upon saying this, Duanmu Zhe immediately made a phone call to notify the parents of both families.

When Mo Qingyi’s grandmother received the call, she nearly fainted.

The situation at the Duanmu Family was also very bad.

Early in the morning, both families rushed to the hospital without even having breakfast.

Zhou Jin arrived at the same time as Mo Qingyi’s grandmother.

Duanmu Canghai was away on business, but now he was rushing back home.

"Little Zhe, how is Qingyi? What did the doctor say?" Zhou Jin and Mo Qingyi’s grandmother approached Duanmu Zhe, asking anxiously.

Having not slept all night, Duanmu Zhe looked thoroughly exhausted, "The situation is very bad. The doctors said that the chances of her waking up are very slim. Mom, where is Madam Chu? She’s the only one who can save Qingyi now."

Mo Qingyi’s grandmother sighed, "Little Zhe, don’t panic, I have already notified Madam Chu and they are rushing back now. They should arrive before long. Let’s go see Qingyi first." Tears glistened in the grandmother’s eyes.

Duanmu Zhe nodded, "I’ll take you there right now."

Mo Qingyi was in the ICU. Duanmu Zhe led the two elders to change into isolation suits before entering the ICU.

Mo Qingyi lay there on the hospital bed, her body full of tubes, like a lifeless puppet, bereft of any sign of vitality.

"Qingyi," Mo Qingyi’s grandmother choked out.

Zhou Jin’s eyes were swollen and red.

Mo Qingyi, always so lively and energetic, was now in such a state, a sight that would sadden anyone who laid eyes on her.

The visiting time in the ICU was limited, and soon the three of them stepped out of the room, speechless and quietly wiping away tears.

When Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan arrived, it was almost afternoon.

They had come directly on a flying machine, otherwise they wouldn’t have been able to make it so quickly. They had not even gone home, heading straight for the hospital upon their return.

Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan walked ahead, while behind them ran two little ones.

"Brother Nine, Sister-in-law!" Seeing the arrivals, Duanmu Zhe stood up excitedly.

"What exactly happened?" Mo Zhixuan asked with a slight frown, a deep chill in his eyes.

Guilt was written all over Duanmu Zhe’s face, "Here’s what happened..." He explained the situation to Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan in detail, including Mo Qingyi’s poisoning.

The faces of Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan turned very grim.

After all, the person lying on the hospital bed was their sister.

Their only sister.

"Grandma!" Bao Bao and Bei Bei ran to Mo Qingyi’s grandmother.

"Grandma, why are you crying?" Bei Bei reached out her little hand to wipe away the tears at the corner of her grandmother’s eyes.

"Gran, don’t cry, who bullied you? Tell Bao Bao, and Bao Bao will take revenge for you!" Bao Bao comforted his grandmother as well.

The two little ones were like little adults.

"Grandma is fine," Mo Qingyi’s grandmother dried her tears and forced a smile, "Have you two eaten? Are you hungry now?" Seeing the two adorable little ones made the grandmother feel much better.

"Grandma, we’re not hungry," Bei Bei said sensibly, shaking her head.

Bao Bao added, "That’s right, we’re not hungry, Grandma, you don’t need to worry."

Although Bao Bao and Bei Bei didn’t know exactly what had happened, they could feel that it must be very serious, otherwise their parents wouldn’t have rushed back so quickly, and Grandma wouldn’t be crying so sadly.

Even if they were truly hungry, they would have to endure it at a time like this.

Zhou Jin looked at the two adorable little ones surrounding the elder Mrs. Mo, envy appearing in her eyes.

These two little ones are really cute, it would be nice if she had two adorable children like them.

Unfortunately...

After Duanmu Zhe had explained the whole situation, Chu Jin furrowed her brows tightly and said, "You go and ask the dean to bring me the virus report to see." Not long ago, Chu Jin had taken Mo Qingyi’s pulse, but at that time, Mo Qingyi’s vital signs were all normal and there were no issues.

Unless something triggered the virus in her body, causing the disease to activate.

"Okay," Duanmu Zhe nodded and turned to walk toward the dean’s office.

Zhou Jin approached Chu Jin with a hoarse voice and began, "Madam Jiu, I entrust everything to you, please, you must save Qingqing..." By the end, Zhou Jin’s voice broke with emotion, and she bowed deeply to Chu Jin.

Chu Jin quickly helped Zhou Jin up, "Don’t worry, Qingyi is my only sister, I will definitely do everything in my power to save her."

Upon hearing this, Bao Bao and Bei Bei immediately asked, "Mommy, what’s wrong with Auntie?" The concern in their voices was palpable.

Mo Qingyi and Bao Bao and Bei Bei had an exceptionally close relationship, surpassing that of an ordinary aunt and her nieces.

Hearing such voices, Bao Bao and Bei Bei naturally felt worried.

Chu Jin squatted down and touched the heads of Bao Bao and Bei Bei, "Don’t worry Bao Bao and Bei Bei, Auntie is fine, she just got a little hurt, and she will recover soon."

"Mommy, I want to go see Auntie," Bei Bei pleaded with big, wistful eyes.

"I want to go too..." Bao Bao tugged at Chu Jin’s clothes.

Mo Zhixuan sighed and half-crouched down, "Let’s take them to see her."

Chu Jin nodded, "Okay."

The family of four donned sterile suits and appeared in the ICU.

Zhou Jin stood outside the ICU ward while Duanmu Sheng, carrying a bag, ran over from the hallway, leading Nian’en.

"Grandma!" Nian’en exclaimed, hugging Zhou Jin’s leg excitedly.

"Nian’en..." Zhou Jin hugged Nian’en, unable to hold back her tears.

Nian’en stood still, not knowing what to do.

Duanmu Sheng said nervously, "Mom, what on earth happened? Please don’t cry, when you cry, I don’t know what to do..." Duanmu Sheng’s eyes also reddened.

Over the phone, Zhou Jin had only asked her to come to the hospital quickly without specifying the issue.

Seeing Zhou Jin like this, Duanmu Sheng knew that it definitely wasn’t anything good.

Inside the ICU room.

Bei Bei held Mo Qingyi’s hand tightly, tiptoeing and said, "Auntie, I’m Bei Bei, aren’t you usually most fond of me? Please open your eyes and look at Bei Bei, will you?"

Bao Bao immediately protested, "Auntie, you clearly like me the most, Auntie, please get up and tell Bei Bei that your favorite is Bao Bao."

Bei Bei, who understood medical principles, grasped Mo Qingyi’s hand, turned to Chu Jin and said, "Mommy, Auntie’s pulse is very weak, has she suffered a serious injury?"

Chu Jin placed her hand on Mo Qingyi’s wrist, and said to Bei Bei, "Let Mommy take a look."

Bei Bei was right, Mo Qingyi’s pulse was indeed very weak, and even slower than normal people’s by a few beats. If this continued, Mo Qingyi would not be able to hold on much longer.

Seeing Chu Jin’s grave expression, Mo Zhixuan asked, "How is it?"

Chu Jin shook her head, and everything was said without words.

Outside the ICU, Zhou Jin told Duanmu Sheng everything.

After hearing the news, Duanmu Sheng was also taken aback, overcome by shock.

She clutched Zhou Jin’s hand tightly, "Mom, how could it have turned out like this?"

Zhou Jin could no longer say a word, just crying and shaking her head.

She didn’t understand why misfortunes always befell the Duanmu Family.

Previously, it was Duanmu Sheng who had that incident.

Now, Mo Qingyi had fallen into an indeterminate state between life and death.

Seeing Zhou Jin like this, Duanmu Sheng immediately comforted her, "Mom, don’t worry, Ninth Sister-in-law is here, Qingyi will definitely be fine, we must believe in Ninth Sister-in-law."

While they were talking, Chu Jin and the Mo Zhixuan family of four came out of the ICU.

Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan’s expressions were very grim, and even the two little ones looked very upset.

"Ninth Sister-in-law, how is Qingyi..." Duanmu Sheng immediately greeted them.

Chu Jin lifted her eyes towards Duanmu Sheng and spoke in a low voice, "Don’t worry, I will do my utmost to save Qingyi."

Duanmu Zhe, along with the dean, approached from the other side.

"Mrs. Ninth, this is the report on the M virus inside Miss Mo’s body, please take a look," the dean respectfully handed the report to Chu Jin.

Chu Jin took the report and read it carefully, her demeanor seemingly unchanged, but inside, a storm was brewing.

According to the report, Mo Qingyi had been infected with this virus for almost five years now.

It just had not triggered an outbreak until now.

Now that the virus had activated upon contact with blood, even for Chu Jin, it was extremely tricky to handle.

This virus originated from the snowy mountains and since ancient times, no one had found a cure.

"Xi He once served as a military doctor in Area A," Duanmu Zhe said softly beside Chu Jin.

His words were also a reminder to Chu Jin that this matter might be related to Xi He.

Chu Jin slightly furrowed her brows, handing the report back to the dean beside her, "Xi He is already dead."

Xi He’s death meant that there was no cure for this poison.

Duanmu Zhe also realized this and looked towards Chu Jin, "Ninth Sister-in-law, is there really no solution at all?"

"This poison... it’s my first time encountering it," Chu Jin said with a very heavy look on her face.

Now Mo Qingyi had not only been shot but also infected with this virus, which meant she had both feet in Yama’s palace.

When Duanmu Sheng was teetering between life and death, at least Chu Jin had a thirty percent confidence of saving him, but now, Chu Jin didn’t even have three percent confidence.

Xi He had buried his lead deeply enough that he managed to infect Mo Qingyi with this virus without anyone noticing five years ago.

"Ninth Sister-in-law!" Duanmu Zhe looked at Chu Jin, his eyes full of pleading.

If even Chu Jin was helpless, then there really was no hope for Mo Qingyi...

"Don’t worry, I’ll find a way," Chu Jin turned her gaze to the dean, "Please help me prepare a sterile room."

The dean naturally knew what Chu Jin intended and immediately responded, "Of course, I’ll go take care of it right away."

Chu Jin nodded slightly, then continued.

"Duanmu, you and Sheng Sheng should take Auntie and get some rest, you haven’t rested all day. Mo Zhixuan, you take Mom, Bao Bao and Bei Bei out for a meal." Bao Bao and Bei Bei haven’t really eaten all day, the adults might be okay, but the children definitely can’t handle it.

"What about you?" Mo Zhixuan looked at Chu Jin, concern flashing in his eyes.

Now that Mo Qingyi was in this state, he had no appetite to eat, but with the elderly and children here, he had to think about them.

"Whatever you’re having, just bring me some, I need to operate on Qingyi immediately, otherwise, with her current condition, she might not make it through tonight," said Chu Jin, her voice sounding somewhat cold, her face expressionless.

Upon hearing this, Duanmu Zhe’s legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed on the ground, but Mo Zhixuan quickly supported him, "Duanmu, you can’t fall at a time like this, don’t worry, Qingyi will be fine."

Duanmu Zhe struggled to stand there, then nodded his head.

"Little Zhe, there’s always a solution to a problem, come on, I’ll take you to get some rest," Duanmu Sheng’s voice was close to breaking.

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