Back to the 1980s: Transmigrated as the Bigshot's Pampered Wife Chapter 330: Finding the Cause of the Illness

"Master Jiaojiao, you don’t look so good. Were the test results troubleso?" Xia Qiuming asked, seeing the grave expression on Gu Jiaojiao’s face.

"It’s not too bad for , just a little strange. He should have Poisonous Gu in his system," Gu Jiaojiao said after careful consideration.

"Poisonous Gu? Isn’t that a poison from ancient tis?" Xia Qiuming blurted out in surprise.

He regretted it as soon as he said it. It was perfectly normal for a poison from ancient tis to still exist today.

No matter the era, those ancient, mysterious families were always developing in the shadows, biding their ti.

So families would skyrocket to prominence after growing strong, benefiting the nation and its people to everyone’s delight. Others would bring harm to the populace.

"We have to tell Mr. Mu, Mr. Han, and Elder Xiao about this. You can think about treatnt after they’ve made a decision."

Mu Ziquan had been awake the whole ti. Gu Jiaojiao had hit a sleep-inducing pressure point when she pushed him into the lab.

But due to his unique constitution, the effect wore off on its own after a short while. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Xia Qiuming affectionately call her "Master Jiaojiao."

’Her dical skills are actually even more refined than Xia Qiuming’s? But he’s a surgeon who studied abroad for years.’

"Okay, you can be the one to tell Mr. Mu and Mu Ziquan. I’ll go speak with Mr. Han and Elder Xiao."

"Alright, Master Jiaojiao. It’s getting late. Why don’t we have dinner together before heading back?"

"No, I can’t. You know Shu Ci. If he doesn’t see for a day, he’ll definitely worry about , so I have to go ho now."

"Haha, that’s true. I’ve heard people say he’s a Zhan Lang in the military, completely cold and ruthless. But every ti I see him look at you, his eyes are so gentle and doting."

"Ugh! Him? He acts like a big goofball all day. I don’t even dare talk about him when I’m out, for fear of making people jealous.

The way he is, every ti he sees soone we know, he has to make a grand introduction of as his beloved. No matter what I say, he won’t change."

Gu Jiaojiao’s feigned look of distress was enough to inflict internal damage on any man who had feelings for her.

At that mont, Mu Ziquan was so vexed he didn’t want to "wake up," yet at the sa ti, he was glad he had.

’Otherwise, I never would have heard such a private conversation. Judging by her tone, she must be very happy.’

’Liking soone is your own business. It has nothing to do with them.’

’Isn’t that right?’

Mu Ziquan continued to feign unconsciousness so he could hear more about her.

"Haha... Master Jiaojiao, there are no outsiders here, so go ahead and show off all you want. I’m already full of envy, jealousy, and hate."

Xia Qiuming was thirty-one. Although he had dedicated himself to dical research, that didn’t an he was completely clueless about romance.

It was just that when he t Gu Jiaojiao, she was already spoken for, so he placed her in the position of a master.

Later, he was genuinely won over by her superb dical skills and began calling her "Master" with complete conviction.

"Tch! What’s there to show off...? I’m just telling the truth. Let tell you, when I first t Shu Ci..."

"I thought he would be a very serious and steady person. But after getting to know him, I realized that ’steady’ part is non-existent."

"His appearance is deceiving. He looks stoic, but in reality, he has an exceptionally lively and sowhat free-spirited personality."

Xia Qiuming was dumbfounded. It took him a mont to find his voice. "No way. Whenever we’re with him, he always acts so cold and aloof."

"That’s just a misconception. I heard Mr. Mu say before that his grandson never smiles. Didn’t you just see him smiling so happily?"

"Master Jiaojiao, Mr. Mu wasn’t lying. Ziquan and I grew up together. Although we’ve seen less of each other over the years, I’ve really never seen him smile."

What Xia Qiuming didn’t say out loud was that he had finally seen Mu Ziquan smile today, and it was quite a happy one.

"Mu Ziquan, smile for him right now. Let’s see if he still dares to spread baseless rumors about you in the future."

As Gu Jiaojiao spoke, she unblocked Mu Ziquan’s pressure point. Her slender fingers brushed across his chest, and the gentle touch made him smile knowingly.

"Oh my god, you really can smile!" Xia Qiuming exclaid dramatically.

"What are you all talking about, smiling so happily?" Mr. Mu asked, seeing the group erge, talking and laughing.

’Since both doctors are still able to smile, Ziquan’s condition probably isn’t too serious.’ The knot of anxiety in his heart finally loosened.

"We were discussing Mu Ziquan’s condition. It’s not as serious as I imagined. I just need to use acupuncture and teach his two assistants to help with massages.

Combined with dicinal baths to repair the damage and restore vitality, he’ll be ready for surgery to reattach his tendons, and then he’ll be fine."

"Jiaojiao, can he really be cured? It sounds so simple!" Mr. Mu was so happy that tears stread down his face.

"It’s not that simple. The process is very arduous for the patient. The restored vitality is still too fragile and can’t withstand any setbacks."

"You have my word, ma’am. I have a strong will. I won’t hold you back," Mu Ziquan said, his tone cheerful.

Hope was rekindled within him. No matter how difficult or tiring it got, he would persevere. He had been praying that as long as he didn’t go into a frenzy again,

he could accept becoming a cripple. But now, she was saying she could even help him stand again.

’So what was there to be afraid of!’

It was worth celebrating, no matter how hard it would be.

"Mu Ziquan, don’t be impatient. I won’t let you recover slowly, either. At the latest, I’ll have your legs completely healed within half a year."

Gu Jiaojiao promised with absolute certainty. The poison Su Shuochi had was even more complex than Mu Ziquan’s, yet he was back on his feet in just three months.

It was true they had cheated a bit, but even without it, he would have been walking freely within half a year.

Mu Ziquan was afflicted with a Poisonous Gu. As long as the bug was drawn out, the poison would be cured. And it just so happened that she knew how to cure Poisonous Gu.

"Actually, as long as you find the root cause and prescribe the right treatnt, no illness is too frightening. The only thing to fear is not being able to find the cause."

Mu Ziquan used all his strength to suppress his excitent, his face flushing red. "I’m not in a hurry. Not at all."

He was telling the truth. He really wasn’t in a hurry now. In fact, he even wished the treatnt would take a little longer.

He had endured many hardships after the age of fifteen, all of them silently and alone. What he feared most was others’ pity.

He never showed his suffering to others, always internalizing and dealing with it completely on his own.

He wouldn’t turn around and inflict it on soone else, nor would he ever allow himself to go from victim to perpetrator.

But just a few hours after eting her, he’d had the urge to confide in soone, and he had already said a great deal in the car on the way to the hospital.

"Since you’ve said that, that’s great. I’m going ho now. I’ll co to the Mu Family estate at ten tomorrow morning to give you acupuncture."

"Jiaojiao, would you like to co to our place for dinner? And take another look at Ziquan’s condition?"

Mr. Mu saw his grandson staring intently at Jiaojiao. It was the first ti he had ever seen him look at soone with such an expression.

’Her superb dical skills must have completely won him over.’

"Mr. Mu, Mu Ziquan doesn’t need any more acupuncture today. We need to take our ti. More haste, less speed."

Gu Jiaojiao’s tone was a little rushed, as she was eager to get ho.