bayedsolid Chapter 294
Chapter 294
Yan Lan helped Qin Shi walk quickly to the roadside. She hailed a taxi, and Qin Shi's burning body temperature scorched her palms through the fabric of his suit.
"Just another ten minutes or so," she said, her voice strained. "We'll be at the clinic soon."
Qin Shi leaned back in his chair, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down with his heavy breathing.
His long, slender fingers gripped the seatbelt tightly, his knuckles turning white, as if he were fighting against the surging heat within him.
The sunlight blurred into hazy patches in his pupils, and for a moment he was transported back to that dimly lit movie theater box five months ago.
"The same kind..."
He forced out a few words through clenched teeth, "The same... medicine...as in the movie theater."
Yan Lan was startled...
When Qin Shi regained consciousness, he smelled a strong odor of disinfectant in the air.
"Your body has a really strong resistance to drugs. I thought you would be unconscious for half a day before you woke up."
Yan Lan had changed into a white lab coat, and her long hair was now tied into a ponytail.
When I was a teenager,
Qin Shi suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse as if it had been sanded by sandpaper.
"Someone poisoned the milk."
He continued, his Adam's apple bobbing laboriously.
"I was unconscious for three days. After waking up... I started taking small amounts of poison every day."
Yan Lan's pupils suddenly contracted. "So that's how your body developed drug resistance?"
Her voice was trembling.
Qin Shi forced a smile, a smile more like a grimace. "Ordinary poisons have no effect on me. But that night at the movie theater... and today..."
Yan Lan felt a tightness in her chest.
Five months ago, in that dimly lit movie theater box, those blurry yet intense fragments of memory suddenly became incredibly clear.
She instinctively touched her swollen belly, where the unexpected yet precious life was growing.
"Is it the same drug?"
Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.
Qin Shi nodded.
"Yuriko has this kind of medicine...that night...it's very likely related."
Yan Lan's eyes blazed with anger.
“I will find out the truth.” His voice was low and firm. “But now, we may be facing a tough battle. Yuriko is very likely to retaliate against me and the Qin family.”
Before he could finish speaking, the phone on the bedside table suddenly started vibrating wildly, spinning on the smooth surface.
The three characters "Shen Yunzhong" flashed incessantly on the screen, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue.
Yan Lan handed over her phone. "No need to wait. Check the trending topics."
Qin Shi took the phone, and on the screen was a video of Yuriko making a tearful accusation.
Her carefully applied makeup was smudged by tears, and her collar was deliberately torn open, revealing a suspicious red mark on her collarbone.
"You're quick." Qin Shi's eyes turned icy instantly.
As Qin Shi swiped the screen, a series of shocking headlines popped up one after another.
"Twelve international brands announce termination of cooperation," "Sakura Embassy demands severe punishment," "Qin's stock price plummets 7%"...
Qin Shi frowned deeply, a sharp crease etched between his brows.
There were 37 missed calls.
As the fingertip slid down, a series of identical numbers appeared, interspersed with several familiar contacts—the caller ID for "Mother" showed it was from three hours ago, followed by "Sheng Sheng" and the names of several childhood friends.
Yan Lan handed him a glass of warm water, the warm steam rising into the air.
"I have already contacted my mother and Sheng Sheng."
Her voice was as calm as the sea before a storm.
"So they don't have to worry."
Qin Shi's fingers unconsciously rubbed the inside of the cup, and warm water droplets slid down between his fingers.
"we need to..."
Qin Shi cleared his throat before continuing, "I'll hold a press conference. But I need to make some preparations beforehand."
Qin Shi glanced at Yan Lan as he spoke.
"You go back and rest first. I can handle this by myself."