Han Mo felt Bai Xi’s burning body temperature and heavy breath and instantly understood what was happening. He immediately dropped the bowl in his hand, scooped her up, and walked towards the Tong family villa.
Tong Yao was still in the banquet hall. Seeing Han Mo carrying Bai Xi, a teasing expression appeared on her face. "Dr. Han, your boyfriend power is off the charts! Xi'er, what's wrong? Did you twist your ankle..."
Before she could finish speaking, she met Han Mo's cold, clear eyes. That faint glance gave her a chilling sensation. The joke on her lips was instantly swallowed back.
Han Mo said lightly, "Xi'er drank too much and isn't feeling well. Could Miss Tong lend us a room?"
Tong Yao snapped back from the shock of his gaze. "Yes, there are many guest rooms on the second floor. I'll take you up."
She had previously thought Xi'er had found a young pup. Now, it seemed... this must be a large wolf.
After speaking, she led Han Mo to a guest room on the second floor.
Tong Yao closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief.
If it were any other day, she would have teased them a few words. But now, she couldn't utter a single word and even felt a bit scared.
She glanced at the closed door again and turned to leave.
Entering the room, Han Mo wanted to place Bai Xi on the bed. However, Bai Xi refused to let go, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, as if clinging to a lifeline.
Her head gently nuzzled against Han Mo's neck, as if this could alleviate the burning heat in her body.
Han Mo, leaning against the edge of the bed, gently tightened his grip. His Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously. He said hoarsely, "Xi'er, let go..."
His gentle voice was as soft as a feather, as if it would shatter instantly if touched by something.
Hearing Han Mo's voice, Bai Xi finally regained some lucidity. She gently bit her lower lip, using the pain to alleviate her weakness and unbearable heat. "Han Mo, I've been drugged. Can you help me?"
This was a plea for help, but due to the drug, her voice became charming and captivating, stirring the heart. Han Mo's clenched hand tightened further. "Lie down first, I'll check what kind of poison you've taken."
Hearing this, Bai Xi endured the discomfort and loosened her arms from around Han Mo's neck.
Her body was weak. Without Han Mo's support, she collapsed onto the bed, gasping for breath.
To think that she, who had been wise her whole life, would be ambushed by a petty person like Zhu Zheng today.
Zhu Zheng wasn't stupid; he wouldn't have drugged people indiscriminately at the banquet. Therefore, it must have been put into a specific cup. Among the things she had drunk earlier, the wine Tong Yao handed her was the most suspicious.
It seemed Zhu Zheng still harbored ill intentions towards Tong Yao, thus finding a way to drug Tong Yao's cup. When she went to talk to Tong Yao, Tong Yao casually gave her that cup of wine.
Because it was given by Tong Yao, she had no defense.
She was usually quite cautious, but she ended up falling victim to an insignificant person like Zhu Zheng. If her subordinates in the dark department knew, she would be utterly humiliated.
Han Mo placed his fingers on Bai Xi's pulse. The heat on her wrist was already disturbing his heart. "It's Charm Fragrance... a aphrodisiac drug that spread from outside. This drug... has no antidote."
As he spoke, an uncontrollable coldness and severity spread through his entire body.
How dare someone inflict such a drug on Xi'er! If he knew who it was, he would flay them alive and tear them to shreds.
Bai Xi couldn't pay attention to the change in Han Mo's expression at this moment. The only thing she heard in her ears was one sentence: "There is no antidote."
No antidote, what should she do?
Thinking of this, the strange sensation in her body struck again, even stronger than before, and her gasps grew heavier. Without an antidote, it couldn't be resolved. If it couldn't be resolved, wouldn't she die? She was the dignified God of War, how could she die from something like this?
Seeing Bai Xi's extreme discomfort, Han Mo took out a silver needle, intending to help alleviate her pain.
But at that moment, Bai Xi grabbed Han Mo's wrist.
In this second, their eyes met, and a strange emotion flowed between them.
Han Mo hesitated for a second and then spoke softly, "You..."
Bai Xi was even more direct. She flipped over and pressed Han Mo onto the bed. Her lips landed heavily on Han Mo's lips, a kiss that was reckless yet filled with intense and irresistible desire.
The kiss was deep, heavy, and even had a hint of madness.
Han Mo's eyes widened involuntarily.
He dared not close them, for he feared that the moment he closed his eyes, he would lose control of his inner emotions.
After the kiss ended, Bai Xi's mind seemed to clear up a little. She looked up, her eyes showing streaks of red. She said simply and with suppressed emotion, "Han Mo, are you willing to help me..."
He was her companion. Although she herself didn't quite understand her feelings, she had thought about it. If Han Mo was willing to do this, she would feel disgusted with anyone else.
Now, she just needed his consent.
If what happened today occurred, she would be responsible for him in the future. If one day he grew tired or weary and wanted to leave, she could give him a sum of money to leave.
This incident today was considered a favor she owed him.
She actually instinctively wanted to continue, but at the last second, she suddenly didn't know what she should do. This time, she spoke to ask him.
Han Mo was shocked by what was happening before him. Looking at Bai Xi, he recalled the words his subordinate had said during a previous call: "A mother's status is elevated by her child."
His heart, his body, both intensely desired to continue this, to make her truly his woman, to have them be one in body and soul.
But he knew very well that Bai Xi's current feelings towards him were not what he desired. This was merely a method to relieve the effects of the drug.
He was not the man she liked now, but rather a "fire extinguisher."
After she sobered up, would she... regret it?
Thinking of this, sweat rolled down his forehead and onto the bedsheet. At the same time, his entire body became unusually stiff. He dared not move, as if any movement, any single word, would open a switch deep within his heart and release something terrible.
Seeing that Han Mo remained silent, Bai Xi looked at the man before her with her hazy eyes. He lay stiffly beneath her, his gaze filled with an indescribable emotion, appearing very hesitant.
Clearly, he was Han Mo, "frightened" by her.
Since they were companions, shouldn't she respect his opinion? If he was unwilling, how could she force him, relying on her superior "martial prowess"?
Thinking of this, she struggled to get up and then lay down again, beside Han Mo. Panting, she said, "If you're unwilling, leave now and help me find Tong Yao... ask her to find me a man with a 'special profession,' someone clean."
She... could not force him!