The next moment, Aimi pushed the door open and walked in, accompanied by a middle-aged man in a white coat.
Seeing Mu Yinyin awake and sitting on the bed, Aimi’s face immediately turned grim, her dark eyes filled with intense hatred.
Mu Yinyin’s gaze flickered, but she remained silent.
The middle-aged man approached her. "Do you feel any discomfort anywhere?"
Qi Mo had chased Mu Yinyin, and Aimi had chased Qi Mo.
So when Qi Mo collapsed with Mu Yinyin in his arms, Aimi was the first to rush to his side.
No matter how she shook him, Qi Mo did not wake up.
Furthermore, Mu Yinyin’s breathing was extremely weak at the time.
Even Fu Siye was carried out from behind.
With three people unconscious, Aimi, no matter how foolish, realized something was wrong and immediately called for them to be sent to the emergency room.
This led to the current scene—
Upon examination, a highly toxic substance named 's' was found in their blood, and the three were immediately moved to the infectious disease department.
This middle-aged man was Dr. Ron, the attending physician responsible for the three of them.
At this point, Mu Yinyin had nothing left to hide. "My throat is dry and sore, I'm very dizzy, and my heart is racing. Can you take me to your office?"
As she finished speaking, Mu Yinyin tried to get out of bed.
The moment her feet touched the ground, Mu Yinyin felt her strength drain away. As she almost stumbled to the side, Aimi immediately rushed forward to support her.
Although Aimi disliked her, Mu Yinyin was someone Qi Mo cared about.
If anything happened to Mu Yinyin, Qi Mo would surely be heartbroken and sad.
Moreover, Mu Yinyin was currently a research subject for Dr. Ron, so it was even more crucial that she remained unharmed.
"Thank you."
Mu Yinyin expressed her gratitude for Aimi's support, though her voice was extremely weak.
Aimi did not accept her thanks. "I'm not helping you."
After Aimi coldly uttered these words to Mu Yinyin, she supported her and slowly walked to Dr. Ron's office.
Mu Yinyin picked up a pen and paper, intending to write it herself, but she lacked the strength.
She could only place her hope on Aimi. "Aimi, you need to do me a favor and help me record some medications."
"Are you sure?" Mu Yinyin's words surprised Aimi.
Mu Yinyin nodded.
She was finding it difficult even to speak now.
Seeing Mu Yinyin's serious expression, Aimi decided to listen to her.
Although she didn't like this woman, she knew Mu Yinyin and understood that she wasn't someone who boasted unnecessarily.
Soon, with Aimi's cooperation, she helped Mu Yinyin complete a prescription.
"Dr. Ron, please prescribe the medications on this prescription. Aimi, find someone to help us decoct the Chinese medicine, and also write down a prescription for us. The three of us need a medicinal bath, and there's one crucial ingredient that needs to be ground into powder."
Hearing Mu Yinyin speak so professionally, Aimi quickly began recording.
Beside them, Dr. Ron exclaimed, "With so many Chinese medicinal names, how do you remember them all?"
Dr. Ron was a foreigner. He had heard of the profound depth of traditional Chinese medicine in Country Z and had always wanted to learn it, but he had never found anyone to teach him.
Most importantly, the sheer number of Chinese medicinal names was overwhelming, and he couldn't remember them.
As Dr. Ron expressed his astonishment, his gaze turned to Mu Yinyin, his admiration for her immediately evident.
"Dr. Ron, please prescribe the medicine quickly. We don't have much time."
Even a small inhaled dose had such a significant reaction. She had also fainted afterward and didn't know for how long. They were in grave danger!
"Yes, yes, I'll do it right away."
Dr. Ron no longer delayed.
With the help of Aimi and Dr. Ron, the medicinal ingredients on Mu Yinyin's prescription were all prepared in less than half an hour.
Following Mu Yinyin's prescription, Dr. Ron first administered an intramuscular injection of antidote to the three of them simultaneously.
The Chinese medicine was decocted over a low heat for 40 minutes as Mu Yinyin had instructed. Three bowls of the medicinal soup were then brought to Mu Yinyin, Fu Siye, and Qi Mo.
Mu Yinyin was conscious and could drink it herself.
However, Fu Siye and Qi Mo were still unconscious. Before she could say anything, Aimi had already picked up a bowl of the medicinal soup and sat down in front of Qi Mo.
For Fu Siye, it naturally fell to her.
She couldn't possibly drag her weakened body to Nan Shiqing and call her over.
It was difficult to administer medicine to unconscious people.
After managing to force some down, the medicinal bath water was already hot. Aimi had her subordinates carry Qi Mo and Fu Siye into the bathtubs.
Mu Yinyin's bathtub was in the room opposite.
The medicinal bath needed to be for 40 minutes.
During these 40 minutes, Aimi remained by Qi Mo's side.
When Qi Mo woke up, he realized he was surrounded by warm water and a strong medicinal scent. He immediately frowned, "What's going on?"
Aimi instantly breathed a sigh of relief, her voice filled with excitement. "Brother Qi, you're finally awake! You were poisoned. How do you feel now?"
Qi Mo looked utterly confused. "I was poisoned?"
Could it be because of the pungent smell he had inhaled in the elevator?
So…
"Where's Yinyin?" Qi Mo realized the seriousness of the situation and immediately stood up from the bathtub in a panic.
The contours of his abdominal muscles were instantly visible to Aimi.
At this moment, Qi Mo was only wearing underwear.
His excellent physique was perfectly displayed.
In normal circumstances, Aimi would have been captivated by his physique, but now…
All she heard was Mu Yinyin mentioned by Qi Mo and his anxious expression!
Aimi's heart ached, but she could only force herself to remain calm. "Mu Yinyin is in the next room. Her condition is better than yours and Fu Siye's. Fu Siye is in the most serious condition."
Qi Mo frowned, remaining silent.
"Hurry and sit down and soak. Mu Yinyin said to soak for 40 minutes!" Aimi quickly pulled Qi Mo.
Seeing that Aimi said it was Mu Yinyin's instruction, Qi Mo sat back down in the bathtub.
"Go and see how she's doing," Qi Mo said, his lips pursed. The rising steam made his features appear somewhat hazy.
However, his voice was not as weak as Mu Yinyin's when she woke up.
Seeing that his condition was slightly better brought Aimi both happiness and sorrow.
Aimi cried out to Qi Mo, a mist forming in her dark eyes, which were also red-rimmed. "Brother Qi, don't you care about yourself at all? I already told you, her condition is better than yours and Fu Siye's. Can you focus on yourself first?" httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
At this moment, Aimi looked even more haggard.
She hadn't slept well since the incident at the Jianggang Wharf, and seeing Qi Mo prioritize Mu Yinyin, she had followed him here.