Li Qianfan smelled a strange odor as soon as he entered.
At first, he didn't pay much attention, thinking it was the smell of alcohol or that Dai Paipai's home always smelled like that.
But when Dai Paipai started throwing up incessantly, the smell becoming pungent, Li Qianfan suddenly realized that the peculiar odor had nothing to do with alcohol.
It was the smell of poison!
He immediately sniffed and strode to the master bedroom door, pushing it open forcefully.
Then he saw Wang Mingshuai lying on the bed, convulsing instinctively as if electrocuted, white foam at the corners of his mouth.
What?
Mingshuai is in trouble?!
Dai Paipai, having just finished vomiting and with her mind much clearer, looked up sharply at the words, stumbling towards him.
Su Ziyu, sitting on the sofa, was also startled by Li Qianfan's words and quickly stood up.
"Mingshuai!"
Dai Paipai staggered to the doorway. Seeing her husband's condition, her pupils contracted sharply, and she cried out hoarsely, "What's wrong with you?"
The scene unfolding before her was eerily familiar.
It was the same way Wang Mingshuai had suddenly collapsed on his 35th birthday.
And then Dai Paipai's stable, happy life had been shattered.
And now, this was happening again—
Dai Paipai wanted to rush forward, but her knees buckled, and she collapsed onto the floor, crying instinctively, "Mingshuai, what's wrong with you?"
"President Dai, please get up first!"
Seeing this, Su Ziyu's intoxication subsided significantly. She quickly pulled Dai Paipai up from the floor.
Li Qianfan had already rushed to Wang Mingshuai's side and taken his left hand.
As soon as he felt Wang Mingshuai's pulse, he concluded, "Boss Paipai, someone entered your home a few minutes ago! Your husband has been poisoned by oleander again. But this time, it might have been administered via injection."
"Who, who was in my house, who harmed Mingshuai?"
Dai Paipai flung Su Ziyu away, crying, "I know! It's Zhao Lianjin, it must be Zhao Lianjin! Li Qianfan, please save Mingshuai quickly! You are a miracle doctor, you can definitely save him. Even if he has to sleep forever, don't let him die. I beg you, please."
Dai Paipai wailed, kneeling heavily at Li Qianfan's feet.
Li Qianfan ignored her.
He bent down, lifted Wang Mingshuai from the bed, and said to Su Ziyu, "Wife, let's go to the hospital! He's been poisoned a second time; acupuncture alone won't suffice. We need to dilute the toxins in his blood vessels through an IV drip."
"Okay. The hospital isn't far from our place, hurry!"
Human life was paramount. Su Ziyu was completely sober now. She bent down and pulled Dai Paipai up from the floor, saying sternly, "Don't cry yet, let's get him to the hospital first!"
Dai Paipai nodded vigorously, kicked off her high heels, and rushed towards the door.
Even though she deeply resented Wang Mingshuai (for having a good brother named Zhao Lianjin!), he was, after all, her husband and her only real emotional anchor in life.
Even if he often slept, as long as he was lying at home, Dai Paipai wouldn't feel lonely when she returned.
What if he died?
Dai Paipai dared not imagine how she would endure the long, lonely nights of her remaining life.
After all, Li Qianfan could only be her emotional support online.
As Su Ziyu was about to leave, she spotted a piece of paper on the bedside table.
"Paipai, I'm here."
"Actually, I've always been by your side."
"Whether it's day or night. Whether you are working or at home."
"I've come this time to personally send Mingshuai on his way."
"I hope that through Mingshuai's death, you will understand a truth."
"If I were at Paipai Fashion, you would be the boss's wife; if I were on the run, you would be inseparable from me; if I were in the underworld, we would admire the flowers on the other shore together."
"After you've seen Mingshuai off to his eternal rest, wait for me obediently."
"If you dare to marry someone else, hehe, whoever marries you, dies!"
"Believe me, I say what I mean and do what I say."
"You are destined to belong to me alone!!"
"Your loving Zhao Lianjin, leaving a message at your good brother's bedside."
Su Ziyu read the message of over two hundred characters in a few seconds.
"So it was that bastard Zhao Lianjin," Su Ziyu muttered, stuffing the note into her pocket and rushing out of the bedroom.
In the underground garage.
Li Qianfan asked Dai Paipai to get into the car first, then placed the still convulsing Wang Mingshuai into her arms.
As he opened the door and jumped into the car, Su Ziyu, already in the passenger seat, picked up her phone and turned to Dai Paipai, "President Dai, don't cry yet. I'm calling to have the hospital prepare for rescue in advance."
Dai Paipai's mournful cries immediately ceased.
Whoosh!
The car started and sped towards the parking lot exit.
As Li Qianfan drove, he spoke into the phone Su Ziyu held to his lips, instructing the on-duty doctor on what to prepare and what measures to take.
Watching Li Qianfan, who remained calm despite the fast driving speed, Su Ziyu's gaze towards him was filled with a hint of infatuation.
This was the young husband she had "bought" from the roadside for eighty-eight thousand yuan.
Not only was he handsome, sweet-talking, and young, but he was also a miracle doctor, and his composure in the face of crisis particularly captivated Su Ziyu.
Influenced by Li Qianfan, Dai Paipai, sitting in the back seat, also felt significantly more at ease.
Dai Paipai firmly believed—
Li Qianfan would definitely save her husband!
The car sped away.
Deep within the roadside green belt, a shadowy figure watched the car's taillights and coldly smiled, "Li Qianfan, even if you are a miracle doctor, if you can save my good brother this time, then I truly have nothing to say. I am willing to die by the hands of that bitch Paipai!"
Zhao Lianjin was right.
Even if Li Qianfan was a miracle doctor, he couldn't save Wang Mingshuai, who had been poisoned a second time.
Unless he used the method his grandmother Yang Xiao had mentioned!
In the emergency room of Guangming Hospital.
Li Qianfan glanced at the still convulsing Wang Mingshuai and sighed softly in his heart before walking out of the emergency room.
Outside, Su Ziyu accompanied the continuously weeping Dai Paipai, waiting patiently.
Seeing Li Qianfan emerge, Su Ziyu was about to ask something when she saw him give her a significant look.
Su Ziyu immediately understood and turned towards the stairwell, "Qianfan, come to my office for a moment, I have something to discuss with you."
Dai Paipai, however, grabbed Li Qianfan's hand, her voice trembling, "Mingshuai, how is Mingshuai?"
"Poor woman."
Su Ziyu glanced back and went up the stairs.
"Boss Paipai, please calm down. I need to discuss the rescue plan with Ziyu."
Li Qianfan broke free from Dai Paipai's grasp, but she grabbed him again.
With even greater force!
Dai Paipai looked into his eyes and whispered, "Dad, save him. Paipai begs you."
"I will do my best."
Li Qianfan nodded and pulled his hand away again.
In the director's office.
As soon as Li Qianfan closed the door, Su Ziyu asked impatiently, "Qianfan, is Wang Mingshuai still salvageable? Dr. Ma (the on-duty doctor) said to tell his family to prepare for the funeral."
Li Qianfan hesitated for a moment before replying, "Barely. I can wake him up."
"Really!?"
Su Ziyu's eyes widened.
"But after I wake him up, he'll only have one week to two months to live. Furthermore, some of his bodily functions will be severely impaired. For example, he might go blind, become deaf. Or, he might never be able to be a husband to Boss Paipai again, like a normal man."
Li Qianfan spoke truthfully, "The reason I hesitated and wanted to consult with you is that I'm unsure. After his life suddenly ends, can Boss Paipai bear another devastating blow? Perhaps it's best for him to pass away now."
"What you say makes sense."
Su Ziyu pondered for a moment, then said, "However, I suggest it's best to save him."
Li Qianfan raised an eyebrow.
Su Ziyu took a piece of paper from her pocket, "This is Zhao Lianjin's message to President Dai. If Wang Mingshuai is truly saved, even if he dies suddenly, he'll at least die knowing why. At the very least, he'll be able to make arrangements for President Dai. Perhaps he might even find Zhao Lianjin before he dies and take revenge himself?"