Becoming The Bigshot's Only Love After Breaking Her Engagement Chapter 181: Zhan Hanjue Has Been Poisoned

"Get out of the way."

Ningwan strode forward, and Jin Yingzi blocked her path, scolded coldly by her.

Jin Yingzi felt guilty, and having worked hard for so long, the poison had already seeped into her body, leaving her exhausted. After Ningwan’s scolding, her vision went black, and she fainted.

Wu rushed over and carried her away.

Ningwan approached Zhan Hanjue with a serious expression.

Zhan Hanjue’s forehead was also covered in fine sweat, his face pale without a hint of blood, even his lips were white.

He moved his lips, wanting to say sothing, but didn’t know what to say.

Ningwan didn’t know if she could see that he wanted to explain, feeling irritated and frustrated inside.

She scolded, "Shut up, don’t say anything."

She forcibly pressed him onto the bed, checking the wound on his abdon.

Then she took his pulse—the longer she did it, the more tightly her brows knit together.

No wonder there was no news from him these days; having this poison, he probably just woke up today.

And after waking up, he rushed to the party to see her.

For him to make it to the venue and even talk to her briefly before leaving without arousing any suspicion was remarkably strong.

"Mr. Strong Zhan, may I interview you? What kind of funeral do you like, and how grand do you plan to make it?"

"Ningning..."

The man smiled bitterly without any choice.

"Don’t call that," Ningwan scolded with a cold face, "You were poisoned and didn’t tell right away and even let a half-graduated girl treat you. You still know as Wanwan? So do you rember that I’m not just Ningwan, but also Divine Doctor Bai Zhi? You get poisoned or sick and don’t seek out but so outsider, what am I to you then?"

"You’re my wife." The man spoke in a hoarse but firm voice.

Ningwan snorted coldly, "Don’t say that nonsense to appease . Clearly, Jin Yingzi is more important to you than I am. Otherwise, why would you always take her with you and have her treat you when you’re sick?"

Actually, these were angry words.

Seeing him at the party with Jin Yingzi earlier, she didn’t understand why.

Now she knew.

If he didn’t have her by his side, he might faint at any mont, possibly missing the chance to get dical help.

Jin Yingzi drawing the poison for him, though clumsy, was the best option for now.

This poison truly needed to be drawn out and could not rely on modern dical tools.

Put simply, a dium was needed—a living creature to act as the dium to draw the poison out by transferring it to itself.

Cold and chanical instrunts would have no effect.

"I’m sorry."

The man trembled, holding her hand to apologize.

Ningwan wanted to shake his hand off, but touching his cold hand, she couldn’t bring herself to.

It was when she touched his hand and felt its unusual coldness that suspicion arose.

She had to see him unexpectedly.

As expected, she caught him right in the act.

"Stop talking, the poison hasn’t been fully drawn out yet, let do it."

Ningwan went to the bathroom and took a towel, wiping the area around his wound.

She wasn’t about to taste another woman’s saliva.

However, when she bent down to draw out the poison, she was stopped by Zhan Hanjue.

"This is why I didn’t want to tell you."

If the poison transferred to her, he would rather it remain in him forever.

"Don’t waste your breath, I’m a Divine Doctor, raised in dicine. This poison will be much easier for to dissolve and remove than in you."

Ningwan slapped his hand away, bowed her head, and sucked it out.

Actually, there wasn’t much poison left; Jin Yingzi had drawn out most of it.

Ningwan removed the last remnants of the poison, and Zhan Hanjue fainted from exhaustion.

"What have you been going through these days?"

Ningwan slowly stood up and touched his sweaty face.

She covered him with a blanket and fetched another towel from the bathroom to wipe his face properly.

After doing all this, Ningwan left the room.

So things Zhan Hanjue might not be willing to tell her, so it was better to ask soone outside.

As soon as she walked out, Wu greeted her, "Madam, how is the boss?"

"With here, do you think she’s better than , that Jin Yingzi?" Ningwan retorted.

Wu laughed awkwardly, quickly shaking his head, "Of course not, Madam, you’re the Divine Doctor. With you here, the boss will definitely be fine."

"Calling him your boss, are you wishing for his early death in your heart? Not telling about such an important matter, were you planning to notify only when he died, asking to his funeral?"

Ningwan’s retorts were ruthless and relentless.

Wu, being scolded by her, turned pale and accompanied his awkward smile unsure of what to say.

"Forget it, in the end, you’re not my people. Your boss doesn’t fear death, and what I say is useless. It’s better if you tell what happened?" Ningwan softened her tone.

Wu breathed a sigh of relief.

But he said, "Madam, why don’t you look at that one first?"

Ningwan frowned.

She knew exactly who Wu was referring to.

As expected, going to another small room, she saw Jin Yingzi lying on the bed with tightly closed eyes.

Her face had an unnatural bluish tinge, clearly a sign of poisoning.

"Clearly incapable of absorbing it, yet you still do this, you’re also fearless of death," Ningwan snorted coldly, mocking.

Even though her words were harsh.

She took out silver needles from her bag, applying bloodletting to detoxify her.

The effect wasn’t great but could temporarily suppress it.

Once she returned, get her detox pills and have her take a few, and she should be fine.

After all, she was just the dium, with the original poison not on her. She probably hadn’t drawn for Zhan Hanjue many tis, so the poisoning wasn’t deep.

Detoxifying her should be quite easy.

The troubleso part is Zhan Hanjue.

This poison is called Chasing Silk, aning it won’t be imdiately fatal. But like silk threads, it hides within the body, very difficult to completely remove.

The word "Chasing" implies, to reduce the pain of teasing out the thread, another person must use their mouth to draw the poison out, transferring it to themselves, bearing the suffering for the poisoned person.

This kind of thing is sothing outsiders would never be willing to do.

Those willing are mostly people extrely close.

That’s why it’s called Chasing.

The life of two people thus becos entangled.

Initially, a poisoned person falls ill once a month, later once every two weeks, then once every ten days, and finally every three days. When they fall ill daily, the one who helps draws the poison will also have to do it daily.

The cycle is endless. After a year, the poisoned person is detoxified.

But the one helping draws the poison, their health deteriorates, harming themselves and resulting in an early demise.

This poison is extrely sinister. Her master, as the Sect Leader of the Holy Doctor Sect, personally sought out the Bai Family who developed this poison, asking them to destroy the Chasing Silk formula.

By all ans, this world shouldn’t still have Chasing Silk.

Did soone secretly keep it, or did soone redevelop the Chasing Silk formula?