The Miracle Doctor's Wife is Not a Weak Lady!

Bei Shuo was not good at interpersonal relationships. She asked directly, “How’s Mu Yao?”

Lin Jun heaved a sigh of relief, but a sorrowful expression appeared on her face as she shook her head lightly. “Not too good.”

Mu Ci glanced at Bei Shuo and calmed her down.

“What did the doctor say?” Mu Ci asked.

“It’s still the same excuse. Take good care of her. She’s still young, so there’s still hope. She has to maintain a good mood.” Lin Jun sighed softly.

Silence.

Under Mu Ci’s hint, Bei Shuo stopped asking.

She was indeed no match for Lin Jun. Lin Jun was able to trap her with just a few words.

Lin Jun also sighed. “It’s been hard on her. She must be in a bad mood with such a strange personality.”

Mu Ci didn’t reply, indicating that he must have found out how Mu Guo and her treated Bei Shuo. There was no medicine for regret in this world. Even if she regretted it now, she couldn’t change Mu Guo’s rough treatment of Bei Shuo.

Sometimes, they were not afraid of god-like opponents, but they were afraid of pig-like teammates.

“Mu Ci, Bei Shuo, apart from apologizing to Bei Shuo, 1 have another request. I know this request is a little overboard, but I’m a mother. I’m willing to do anything for Mu Yao, let alone beg you shamelessly.”

Mu Ci frowned. “Does CEO Lin want Bei Shuo to accompany Mu Yao? I don’t think it’s appropriate.”

Mu Ci rejected him without giving her a chance.

Lin Jun’s expression darkened upon hearing this.

Bei Shuo couldn’t bear to see her like this.

Lin Jun looked up at Bei Shuo. “Then, can you give Mu Yao a Snow Pill? I’ll buy it no matter how much it costs!”

This request was something that Mu Ci and Bei Shuo had never expected.

It turned out that what Lin Jun wanted was not Bei Shuo’s care for Mu Yao, but Bei Shuo’s Snow Pill.

Bei Shuo said carefully, “1 understand how you feel, but Mu Yao isn’t suitable to use the Snow Pill.”

“Didn’t they say that the Snow Pill can bring someone back from the dead? 1 understand that any medicine is 30% poisonous, and any medicine has side effects. But Mu Yao’s current condition… no matter what side effects are better than her current condition, right?” Lin Jun’s tears fell.

Bei Shuo hurriedly said, “No, that’s not it. Mu Yao’s illness isn’t suitable for the Snow Pill. If we force her to take it, the consequences might be very serious. I can’t predict the consequences, but she’s really not suitable. If she could use the Snow Pill, I would have given it to her when I found out that she was sick. CEO Lin, believe me, it’s not that I can’t bear to part with it, but Mu Yao isn’t suitable.”

Lin Jun looked at Bei Shuo.

Bei Shuo’s expression and gaze were extremely sincere. Lin Jun could even see the shadow of herself in her eyes.

Lin Jun stood up and walked over to Bei Shuo. She knelt down with a plop and cried, “1 beg you, please save Mu Yao. She’s too pitiful. 1 really want to die on her behalf—”

Bei Shuo jumped up and grabbed Lin Jun. “Don’t be like this, don’t—”

Lin Jun grabbed Bei Shuo’s hand. “No matter what medicine it is, as long as it can keep her alive, even if it only makes her feel a little better and less uncomfortable, it’s fine. Bei Shuo, 1 beg you! Please save her.”

Bei Shuo frowned and sighed. “The Snow Pill really won’t do. It’s a lifesaver for some illnesses, but it might not be beneficial to Mu Yao.”

Lin Jun’s expression was dejected as she slowly made her way out. Her straight back slumped, making one’s heart ache.

“Wait!” Bei Shuo called out to her.

Lin Jun turned to look at Bei Shuo, and her eyes lit up.

“Wait for me.” Bei Shuo turned around and ran upstairs. Lin Jun looked at her back with a hint of greed.

“Bei Shuo is a soft-hearted person,” Mu Ci said calmly.

“Yes, Mu Yao’s greatest blessing in life is to meet the two of you.” Lin Jun’s smile was a little superficial, as if she was dreaming.

Her gaze suddenly landed on an object beside Mu Ci’s hand. Her eyes seemed to be scalded and she staggered.

Mu Ci didn’t seem to notice her actions and played with the item in his hand.

It was an ivory bracelet. There were a total of 18 beads. Each bead was engraved with an Arhat. In the middle was a red crystal bead.

Lin Jun instinctively closed her eyes, as if she had been given a fright by the angry glares of the 18 Arhats. Although they were so far away, she couldn’t clearly see what the 18 Arhats looked like. She couldn’t even be sure if it was the bracelets she knew..