Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Bei Shuo was not good at interpersonal relationships. She asked directly, âHowâs Mu Yao?â
Lin Jun heaved a sigh of relief, but a sorrowful expression appeared on her face as she shook her head lightly. âNot too good.â
Mu Ci glanced at Bei Shuo and calmed her down.
âWhat did the doctor say?â Mu Ci asked.
âItâs still the same excuse. Take good care of her. Sheâs still young, so thereâs still hope. She has to maintain a good mood.â Lin Jun sighed softly.
Silence.
Under Mu Ciâs 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. âItâs been hard on her. She must be in a bad mood with such a strange personality.â
Mu Ci didnât 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 couldnât change Mu Guoâs rough treatment of Bei Shuo.
Sometimes, they were not afraid of god-like opponents, but they were afraid of pig-like teammates.
âMu Ci, Bei Shuo, apart from apologizing to Bei Shuo, 1 have another request. I know this request is a little overboard, but Iâm a mother. Iâm willing to do anything for Mu Yao, let alone beg you shamelessly.â
Mu Ci frowned. âDoes CEO Lin want Bei Shuo to accompany Mu Yao? I donât think itâs appropriate.â
Mu Ci rejected him without giving her a chance.
Lin Junâs expression darkened upon hearing this.
Bei Shuo couldnât bear to see her like this.
Lin Jun looked up at Bei Shuo. âThen, can you give Mu Yao a Snow Pill? Iâll buy it no matter how much it costs!â
This request was something that Mu Ci and Bei Shuo had never expected.
It turned out that what Lin Jun wanted was not Bei Shuoâs care for Mu Yao, but Bei Shuoâs Snow Pill. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Bei Shuo said carefully, â1 understand how you feel, but Mu Yao isnât suitable to use the Snow Pill.â
âDidnât 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 Yaoâs current condition⦠no matter what side effects are better than her current condition, right?â Lin Junâs tears fell.
Bei Shuo hurriedly said, âNo, thatâs not it. Mu Yaoâs illness isnât suitable for the Snow Pill. If we force her to take it, the consequences might be very serious. I canât predict the consequences, but sheâs 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, itâs not that I canât bear to part with it, but Mu Yao isnât suitable.â
Lin Jun looked at Bei Shuo.
Bei Shuoâs 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, â1 beg you, please save Mu Yao. Sheâs too pitiful. 1 really want to die on her behalfââ
Bei Shuo jumped up and grabbed Lin Jun. âDonât be like this, donâtââ
Lin Jun grabbed Bei Shuoâs hand. âNo 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, itâs fine. Bei Shuo, 1 beg you! Please save her.â
Bei Shuo frowned and sighed. âThe Snow Pill really wonât do. Itâs a lifesaver for some illnesses, but it might not be beneficial to Mu Yao.â
Lin Junâs expression was dejected as she slowly made her way out. Her straight back slumped, making oneâs heart ache.
âWait!â Bei Shuo called out to her.
Lin Jun turned to look at Bei Shuo, and her eyes lit up.
âWait for me.â Bei Shuo turned around and ran upstairs. Lin Jun looked at her back with a hint of greed.
âBei Shuo is a soft-hearted person,â Mu Ci said calmly.
âYes, Mu Yaoâs greatest blessing in life is to meet the two of you.â Lin Junâs smile was a little superficial, as if she was dreaming.
Her gaze suddenly landed on an object beside Mu Ciâs hand. Her eyes seemed to be scalded and she staggered.
Mu Ci didnât 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 couldnât clearly see what the 18 Arhats looked like. She couldnât even be sure if it was the bracelets she knew..