Chapter 1095 Muchu’s Situation Is Not Good

Wen Zhihuai sat on the sofa with a gloomy look on his face.

He raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Wen: "Dad, according to my speculation, this person may be a mole. You have to be mentally prepared..."

Mr. Wen was stunned and didn't realize what Wen Zhihuai meant for a long time.

He asked with a trembling voice: "What should I do to prepare myself mentally? If the person who poisoned me is found, he will be executed directly according to the law."

Wen Zhihuai's eyes flickered and he sighed softly.

Some things were so cruel that he really couldn't bear to tell Mr. Wen.

Forget it, let's wait until we have conclusive evidence before telling him.

It might as well give him a buffering stage.

Wen Zhihuai sent his seventh uncle to investigate.

Wen Muchu and Lan Xiao were not idle either.

After their discussion with Wen Zhihuai, they decided to make a plan.

Therefore, in the middle of the night, Wen Muchu spread the news about the high fever.

Bai Huien wore slippers, gently opened the bedroom door, and squinted at the busy servants outside.

She even saw several doctors in white coats being invited to the third floor by servants.

Bai Huien's eyes flashed slightly. She walked out of the bedroom and called a servant to come over and ask.

"It's so noisy, what happened?"

The servant lowered his head and replied in a low voice with a hint of panic: "Madam, the young master is not feeling well and seems to have a fever. The gentleman is worried about the young master's health, so he asked the seventh uncle to invite a doctor to come and take a look..."

Bai Hui'en showed a trace of pity on her face. She sighed and said, "Okay, why does he have a fever? The poor child is going to suffer again this time. Okay, you go ahead and I'll go check on his condition."

After the servant left, Bai Hui'en returned to the bedroom, took a shawl and wrapped it around her, then went up to the third floor with strong concern in her eyes.

The two doctors in the room were examining Wen Muchu's body.

Lan Xiao stood beside him, his eyes red and swollen.

Bai Huien stepped forward and held Lan Xiao's hand.

"Don't worry too much, it should be fine. It's just a common fever and cold, right? Put some salt water on it, take some medicine, and you'll probably be fine."

Tears flowed from Lan Xiao's eyes, and she hugged Bai Hui'en's arm helplessly.

"Auntie, I'm really scared. Ever since Chu Chu and I were together, I've never seen him so sick..."

Bai Hui'en's eyes fell lightly on Wen Muchu.

But he saw that Wen Muchu's face was pale and without any blood, his whole body was lifeless, and he was sleeping there lifelessly.

Such symptoms are really serious.

She couldn't help but frown slightly, and there was a doubt in her heart, slowly coming over her.

"It's just a cold, it should be fine, right?" She murmured softly.

Lan Xiao lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.

Yes, a simple cold is really fine.

The poison that was administered did not cause symptoms so quickly.

But they just want to strike first and arouse the doubts and suspicions of the poisoner.

The subject can't figure out what's going on, so he will naturally jump up and down more and more.

At that time, once they move, clues will be revealed.

Two doctors looked at it and came to no specific conclusion.

Bai Huien watched from the side, anxious.

Her palms couldn't help but sweat.

At dawn, Wen Muchu's condition finally slowly improved.

Bai Huien breathed a sigh of relief, said goodbye to Lan Xiao, left the third floor, and returned to his bedroom.

When she returned to the bedroom, she happened to see Wen Zhihuai coming back.

She quickly stepped forward and poured him a glass of boiling water.

"Have you been busy all night again, Zhihuai?" She asked in her heart with worry in her eyes.

Wen Zhihuai took the water glass but did not drink it. Instead, he put the water glass on the bedside table.

He lay on the bed tiredly and closed his eyes to rest.

After a few minutes, he opened his eyes and looked at Bai Huien.

"Did you just come back from Muchu?"

Bai Huien pursed her lips and nodded, worry flashing in her eyes.

"Mu Chu's condition is not very good. His fever has not subsided all night. Zhihuai, I suggest you send him to the hospital immediately..."

Wen Zhihuai suddenly stood up from the bed. He didn't even bother to put on his coat and rushed out the door to the third floor.

Bai Hui'en's eyes flashed with a hint of darkness, and he stared blankly at Wen Zhihuai's leaving figure.

She stayed with Wen Muchu all night without closing her eyes, and she didn't even see a caring greeting from him.

In the past, the dead woman occupied his heart. She recognized it and endured it for so many years.

However, now that woman's son has taken away his few hearts again.

The dissatisfaction and resentment in her heart swelled more and more.

Bai Hui'en bit her lip, curled her lips and smiled coldly.

She got up, took a set of clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After washing and changing her clothes, she put on simple makeup and left the bedroom.

At this moment, Wen Muchu's body temperature probably dropped.

However, he never woke up.

Bai Hui'en watched Lan Xiao crying until she almost died. She looked on with great joy in her heart.

Cry, cry as much as you want.

The sadder and helpless you cry, the better.

She can't have children, so no one else can use her to inherit the family.

For so many years, she asked herself, working hard and painstakingly for the Wen family.

However, Wen Zhihuai was so cruel that he didn't even give her a child.

She stayed up night after night watching the lonely night.

She is obviously young, but some of her hair has turned gray.

Who can understand her suffering, her difficulty, her pain?

Wen Zhihuai would rather miss a dead person than sing in harmony with her.

What did she do wrong?

Why should she endure such pain and torture?

The next day, Wen Muchu's condition did not improve.

Wen Zhihuai decided to send him to the hospital immediately.

This situation is not optimistic.

Lan Xiao accompanied Wen Muchu and went to the hospital together.

Bai Hui'en wanted to follow, but Wen Zhihuai was left behind to look after the family and take care of the old man's health.

Mr. Wen had already fainted once because of anxiety.

Bai Hui'en stayed at home, waiting for Mr. Wen to wake up.

Mr. Wen fainted for two hours before faintly waking up.

The moment he woke up, he clamored to see Wen Muchu.

Bai Huien's eyes were red, and she spent a lot of energy to comfort Mr. Wen and calm him down.

Only when he has cultivated his body can he take care of Wen Muchu.

Mr. Wen calmed down and stopped making trouble.

He ate and slept obediently, determined to take care of his grandson when he was well.

Bai Huien breathed a sigh of relief and took care of the old man and lay down again. It was already dark.

She put the old man to sleep and dragged her tired body back to the room.

She locked the bedroom door, took out a new card, and quickly sent a text message.

After the text message was sent, she immediately pulled out the new card, cut it up with scissors, and flushed it into the toilet.