The Miracle Doctor's Wife is Not a Weak Lady!

Mu Ci Was Poisoned

“Argh—” Mu Ci could not help but vomit.

“Brother Mu Ci!” Bei Shuo exclaimed.

Mrs. Zhang pushed the door open and entered. “What’s wrong? Huh? Someone get over here to help! What’s wrong with Young Master?”

The servants swarmed over, wanting to help Mu Ci. Mrs. Zhang wanted to push Bei Shuo away. ƒ𝑟e𝘦we𝑏n𝑜𝚟𝙚Ɩ. 𝒄𝚘𝐦

Bei Shuo pushed them away and said sternly, “Go away! Stand aside!”

Everyone was stunned.

“Where’s Uncle Liu?” Bei Shuo’s sharp gaze swept across everyone.

Liu Ming hurried over. “What happened?”

Mu Ci was still vomiting. Not only did he vomit out all the food that he had eaten for dinner, but he also began to vomit blood.

“Oh my god! Call Old Master Mu!”

“Call Madam!”

The servants were flustered. Only Mrs. Zhang grabbed Bei Shuo. “Young Madam, what did you feed Young Master? Huh? Tell me what you gave him. Are you trying to kill him? If you don’t want to marry into the Mu family to counteract bad luck, considering Old Master Mu’s upright character, he won’t force you. Why did you harm Young Master? You’re too ruthless. Quickly call the bodyguards in and keep an eye on this bad woman. Don’t let her escape. We’ll deal with her when the old master comes!”

These words made the servants look at Bei Shuo hatefully.

Bei Shuo was amused. “Are you saying that I want to harm Mu Ci?”

Mrs. Zhang’s face was covered in tears. “Everyone saw it. Young Master only ate your cooking and didn’t touch the rest. If you didn’t drug the food, why would Young Master become like this? It’s you! It’s you! You’re the one who harmed our Young Master! You’re a murderer!”

Bei Shuo looked at her. “Why don’t you call the police and let them arrest me?”

Mrs. Zhang was about to speak when Ms. Zhang said in a panic, “We can’t call the police. This is a major embarrassment for the family. Just tie her up and wait for Old Madam Mu, Mr. and Mrs. Mu to come! She has to do as they say no matter what!”

Bei Shuo was furious. These people were not concerned about Mu Ci’s life but focused on framing her.

She flung Mrs. Zhang’s hand away. “Get lost!”

She went straight to her suitcase, took out a small pill bottle, walked over to Mu Ci’s bed, ignored the filth, and poured out a black pill.

“What does she want to feed Young Master? Stop her!” A servant screamed.

“Stop!” A sharp female voice sounded from the door.

Bei Shuo turned around and saw Old Master Mu and Madam Mu who had just walked to the door. There was also a tall middle-aged man who looked like Mu Ci. He must be Mu Ci’s father.

“I told you to stop!” Duan Si roared as she rushed over. However, she was so frightened by the filth in front of the bed that she took two steps back and hurriedly covered her mouth and nose.

Bei Shuo calmly placed the pill in her hand into Mu Ci’s mouth and stroked his throat. After confirming that he had swallowed it, she was relieved.

Liu Ming supported Mu Ci’s soft body and let him lean on him. Although he was shocked by Young Madam’s actions, he did not stop her. He knew that Young Master could even place his life in Young Madam’s hands.

Looking at the family heads at the door, he had the same feeling as Bei Shuo. They came too quickly.

“What did you feed Mu Ci? Why did you harm him?” Duan Si covered her nose and shouted at Bei Shuo.

Mu Chen looked at the scene in front of him and was stunned.

He ignored the filth on the ground and walked over. “Mu Ci! Mu Ci!”

Bei Shuo stepped forward to stop him. “Grandpa, get someone to clean up this place first. It’s very dirty.”

“Xiaoling!” This was the only person who would take her orders.

“Yes, Young Madam!” Xiaoling quickly went forward, and a servant came to help.

When everything was done, Liu Ming carefully placed Mu Ci on the bed. His breathing was very stable as if he had fallen asleep.

Duan Si stepped forward and pushed Bei Shuo hard. She said hatefully, “What did you feed my son?! I’ll get the police to arrest you!”

Bei Shuo was caught off guard and fell onto Mu Ci’s bed.

She stood up and took out the paper-wrapped cup from the bedside table. She handed it to Liu Ming and said coldly, “Uncle Liu, get someone to test this cup and find out who sent the milk to Brother Mu Ci!”

She glanced coldly at the servants. Mrs. Zhang and Ms. Zhang avoided her gaze.

“I’m asking you, what did you just feed my son?” Duan Si’s eyes were spitting fire.