"I don't know either. Oh, right, did you give me medicine when I had a fever?" Wei Yumeng had wanted to ask this earlier, but Zhan Mohan was present, so she couldn't ask him directly.
Mu Linjing patted her hand and pursed her lips into a smile.
"Don't worry, even though you took medicine, it was prescribed by Doctor Yang. Because Jing Yan wanted to give you fever reducers, we were worried that medicine would definitely affect the fetus. So Chu Zian immediately asked Yang Tao to come over. The medicine Yang Tao prescribed for you is safe for pregnant women and will have almost no impact on the fetus."
Wei Yumeng immediately breathed a sigh of relief and hugged Mu Linjing tightly.
"Linjing, thank you so much. Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to keep this child."
"Were you worrying about this just now?"
"Not entirely. I heard from Fang Xun that Zhan Mohan punished Deng Xianyi because of me and exposed his private matters to the media, possibly to teach him a lesson. However, this has implicated company interests, and if not handled properly, the consequences will be severe."
Upon hearing Wei Yumeng's tone, Mu Linjing could roughly guess what she intended to do.
She nervously held Wei Yumeng's hand and reminded her.
"Yumeng, don't do anything foolish. Mr. Zhan is incredibly capable; he'll surely find a way to resolve it. You're pregnant, what help can you offer?"
"But I can't just stand by. You don't know Zhan Mohan. He's been pampered since childhood. In what situation has he ever not been in control? He's the king. Have you ever seen him apologize to anyone?"
Mu Linjing thought about it and felt that what Wei Yumeng said made sense.
"It seems highly unlikely for Mr. Zhan to apologize to someone. It's more likely that others would apologize to him. I can hardly imagine that scene. I feel like such an arrogant person, if he were to humbly apologize to someone, it would be quite a hardship for him, even more so than for ordinary people."
Ordinary people's self-esteem isn't that high. To put it bluntly, they are used to groveling. But someone like Mr. Zhan, who grew up in a wealthy family, has always held a high status.
Wei Yumeng said with a concentrated gaze, "He can't apologize to others, but I can."
She was willing to put aside her pride and apologize to the Deng family.
Mu Linjing was worried, "Don't go. If you go, Deng Xianyi definitely won't let you off. He knows very well why Mr. Zhan targeted him like this. I heard he's in the hospital now. After Mr. Zhan exposed his affairs to the media, it caused a huge stir. The Deng family is currently furious. If you go at this critical moment, aren't you asking for trouble?"
"But only I can go. You can't let Zhan Mohan go, can you?"
Wei Yumeng didn't want him to grovel and apologize to others. He was so arrogant and noble; how could he be insulted and criticized?
Not only could he not accept it himself, but she also couldn't accept it.
Seeing that Wei Yumeng's tone was firm, Mu Linjing stared at her, "Are you really going? I can't persuade you?"
"I have to go. I will make them forgive us and resume cooperation with Zhan Group. That way, Zhan Mohan won't be so overwhelmed by this matter."
"Alright, do you want me to accompany you?" Mu Linjing knew she couldn't persuade Wei Yumeng anymore, so she stopped trying.
"No need. If you go, it will seem like I'm not sincere enough. Besides, this has nothing to do with you, and I don't want to drag you into this."
She knew that Deng Xianyi had psychological problems. If she angered him this time, he would surely take it out on her. As long as he didn't harm her unborn child, she didn't care what happened.
After Zhan Mohan got into the car, he asked Fang Xun, "Where is Deng Xianyi now?"
"Second Hospital in the city center."
"Let's go."
Fang Xun looked back at Zhan Mohan in surprise, "Mr. Zhan, you're going?"
"Let's go see how this matter is handled." He rubbed his temples, a hint of annoyance showing in his eyes.
Fang Xun knew this was the only way now: to negotiate with Deng Xianyi and his family. He just didn't dare to say it out loud.
He turned the car towards the Second Hospital in the city center.
After making inquiries, Fang Xun and Zhan Mohan walked towards the ward. Because Deng Xianyi's exposed affairs were still developing, many media outlets were watching outside the door. However, the Deng family had surely made preparations, preventing the media from getting anywhere near the ward.
Although these media outlets wanted to get the scoop, they dared not provoke the Deng family easily due to their influence, otherwise, not only themselves but also their media companies would face bankruptcy.
Zhan Mohan and Fang Xun stood at the ward door. Fang Xun raised his hand and knocked. Someone inside asked,
"Who is it?"
"Hello, I am Mr. Zhan's assistant, Fang Xun."
There was a pause inside before they opened the door. Zhan Mohan walked in and glanced at Deng Xianyi, who looked pale and unwell on the hospital bed. Old Master Deng sat at the head of the bed, leaning on his cane, his expression stern.
Zhan Mohan, maintaining basic courtesy, greeted Old Master Deng.
"Grandpa Deng."
Old Master Deng slammed his cane on the ground forcefully, "Don't call me Grandpa Deng; I don't deserve that title from you. Look at how your assistant beat my grandson. You even dared to leak his private life to the media. Zhan Mohan, do you think because your Zhan family has been developing so well recently, you can disregard me?"
Despite Old Master Deng's accusations, Zhan Mohan remained silent but maintained his arrogant posture, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
He calmly asked Old Master Deng, "Then, Grandpa, do you know why I hit him?"
"I heard. Isn't it over a woman? What's so special about that? What kind of woman can't Zhan Mohan find? Our two families have a partnership. Are you really going to disregard it like this!"
Old Master Deng was genuinely enraged. No matter how wrong Deng Xianyi was, he was still a descendant of the Deng family. When was it anyone else's turn to bully him?
A sharp glint flashed in Zhan Mohan's eyes, "She is not just any woman; she is my wife, Zhan Mohan's wife. I can barely stand to bully her myself, yet your grandson dared to hit her. Do you think I can just swallow this insult?"
"Nonsense!" Old Master Deng bellowed in anger, "Your wife, Zhan Mohan, is so important. How much profit can one woman bring to your Zhan Group? She can't bring in a single cent!"
"She cannot be exchanged for profit. To me, she is a treasure beyond price."
Zhan Mohan's tone was firm, his dark pupils like a deep, bottomless fog.
Deng Xianyi, lying in bed, let out a cold laugh, "Zhan Mohan, spare me. A treasure beyond price? A woman? Where can't you find one? I think you simply don't take our Deng family seriously, even daring to lay a hand on me."
Zhan Mohan cast a disdainful glance at Deng Xianyi, his tone still exuding arrogance.
"And what about you? Are you that impressive?"
"Zhan Mohan, you..."
Deng Xianyi was so angry he could only glare, unable to jump out of bed and fight Zhan Mohan.
Old Master Deng stood up and reprimanded, "Zhan Mohan, don't push your luck. You beat my grandson like this, and do you expect us to apologize to you?"
Zhan Mohan's dark eyes narrowed slightly, emitting a dangerous glint. His thick brows furrowed, and his thin lips parted.
"I'm not asking for an apology from Grandpa Deng. I just want Deng Xianyi to understand things clearly. Because of his unspeakable little fetishes, he expected my wife, Zhan Mohan's wife, to satisfy his perverted interests. Do you think that's appropriate?"
Old Master Deng's face was extremely grim, "So you're not here to apologize, but to demand an explanation?"