Wen Lijing has had no contact with Qiao Wanwan since she last received a call.
He wanted to call Qiao Wanwan several times, but he resisted.
"Mr. Wen." The assistant hesitated again and again, then said, "Do you really want to be an enemy of the Dijing Group? I think with Mr. Zhan's personality, he is not dealing with our Wen Group now, he just doesn't have time."
"He doesn't have much time, and he can't take care of so much," Wen Lijing smiled lightly, "I'm afraid I'm not worthy of appearing in his schedule now."
"But......"
"If you have something to say, just say it."
The assistant thought for a moment and then said, "Do you really have to be Mrs. Zhan? I admit that Mrs. Zhan is very good and beautiful, but she is Mr. Zhan's wife and the mother of three children..."
"You think my outlook is not correct, right?" Wen Lijing interrupted him calmly.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Wen." The assistant nodded, "I just can't understand it. Maybe it has something to do with my mother abandoning me and my dad when I was very young and leaving for another man."
"Let me tell you something you don't want to hear. You did this for your own selfish purposes, destroying a family and harming three innocent children. I have always thought that you are a gentleman. No matter what a gentleman loves, he should take it.
There is a way."
"That's very well said." Wen Lijing always had a warm smile on his face, as if what they were talking about had nothing to do with him.
"Mr. Wen, if you really think what I said makes sense, you should let go of your obsession with Mrs. Zhan." The assistant looked at him, "Give Mr. Zhan the antidote and he will be grateful. If nothing else,
With the Dijing Group here, there is no need to worry about the development of the Wen Group. For a successful man like you, there is no queue of women who want to marry you."
"But none of these women is Qiao Wanwan." The smile in Wen Lijing's eyes grew wider, "This is the biggest problem."
The assistant was suddenly choked and speechless.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Wen, I shouldn't talk too much."
Perhaps no one can wake up a person who has got into the horns of a bull.
"If you want to fire me, I won't have any complaints."
"Why should I fire you?" Wen Lijing smiled faintly, "There are not many people around me who dare to tell the truth like you. You are a qualified assistant."
"It's just that you are not me, you cannot empathize with me, and you cannot understand my feelings for Wanwan." Wen Lijing closed her eyes and said, "Get out."
"yes."
The assistant quickly closed the door and left.
The phone suddenly rang.
Wen Lijing opened his eyes and glanced casually. After seeing the name on the screen, his whole body was shaken.
He hurriedly picked up the phone and answered it, and spoke in a calm voice, "Wanwan, are you ready to promise me?"
"How do you know?" Qiao Wanwan asked.
Wen Lijing smiled and said, "If you didn't choose to agree to it, you wouldn't have made this call to me."
"What if the antidote in your hand is fake?" Qiao Wanwan said quietly, "So I must know whether the antidote is genuine or fake."
Wen Lijing seemed to have thought of this problem a long time ago, and said without thinking, "This is easy to handle. You take Jing Ting's blood, and I will give you the antidote for testing on the spot. You can personally confirm that there is no problem with the antidote."
There was suddenly no sound on the other end of the phone.
"What?" Wen Lijing frowned, "You are a magic doctor with ghost hands. Do you think you can't verify it yourself?"
"of course not."
What Qiao Wanwan is worried about is not this at all, but that she has no way to get Zhan Jingting's blood now.
Zhan Jingting didn't want her to know about the poisoning, and he wouldn't even let her take his pulse, let alone let her take his blood.
"Let me think about it." Qiao Wanwan felt a headache, "I will contact you when I think about it."
Qiao Wanwan thought about it and found that there was no other way to get Zhan Jingting's blood, so she could only make a decision and cook him a bowl of soothing soup before going to bed.
"Drink and go to sleep."
Zhan Jingting took a sip and asked, "It tastes different from usual."
"Well, I added some medicine to help your hair turn black."
This was her obsession. Zhan Jingting naturally had no doubts and drank it all quickly.
After turning off the lights, there was soon no sound in the room.
Qiao Wanwan closed her eyes and waited quietly for more than half an hour, then opened her eyes and called him, "Jing Ting... Jing Ting?"
Zhan Jingting did not respond.
Qiao Wanwan turned on the light, took out the disposable blood collection equipment from the bedside table drawer, and collected blood from Zhan Jingting's arm.
She packed her things and made sure Zhan Jingting wouldn't notice anything strange, then turned off the light and lay down to sleep again.
Zhan Jingting was suddenly woken up by pain just before dawn.
He rushed into the bathroom, waited for the pain to pass and cleaned the sink, and suddenly realized that it was already dawn outside the window!
Today's time is obviously much later than before.
Zhan Jingting didn't know the reason and didn't want to delve into it.
He doesn't have much time and shouldn't waste it on these things.
After Qiao Wanwan got up, she saw that Zhan Jingting didn't ask anything, and she breathed a sigh of relief knowing that he didn't notice.
After breakfast, she went to Dijing Group and held a regular meeting before leaving.
In Wen Lixuan's apartment, Wen Lijing was already waiting for her.
Without saying a word, Qiao Wanwan took out the equipment she brought and started operating it.
After everything was ready, he said, "Okay, where's the antidote?"
Wen Lijing took out a thermal bag from the desk nearby and handed it to her.
Qiao Wanwan took it immediately.
There is a small glass bottle in the thermal bag with a very small amount of liquid inside.
"You're so exhausted that you don't even dare to bring more antidotes, just enough for me to identify." Qiao Wanwan sneered, "Why, are you afraid that I will steal the antidote?"
"Wanwan, you don't need to be sarcastic." Wen Lijing looked at her, "You know, when things have developed to this point, we are all cautious."
Qiao Wanwan stopped talking nonsense to him, looked away, mixed the antidote with Zhan Jingting's blood, and then observed it with a microscope.
She poured another medicine she brought into it and continued to observe.
After a while, a smile appeared on Qiao Wanwan's face.
The antidote is real!
"Wanwan, you are sure, so have you made your decision?"
When Qiao Wanwan looked up at him, the smile on her face had faded, and she simply asked, "When will a sufficient dose of the antidote be in your hands?"
"How do you know I don't have the antidote?"
Qiao Wanwan sneered, "Once bitten by a snake, I've been afraid of ropes for ten years. In order to prevent you from betraying me like Zhan Xiuwen, he can't give you the antidote now."
"Yes, the day you promise me, the antidote will naturally be in my hands."
Qiao Wanwan said nothing and started to pack her things.
"I'll do it." Wen Lijing stood up, "Wanwan, you can't take away the things here, especially Jing Ting's blood."
It took Qiao Wanwan a few seconds to react, and she laughed out loud, "You think I can research the antidote with this bit of blood that has been fused with the antidote, right?"