Chapter 100: Fu Siyue’s Impatience

Li Chuan's gaze tightened slightly. "If I'm not mistaken, this should have the effect of prolonging life."

Mu Yinyin nodded immediately. "It does."

She looked straight at Li Chuan, waiting for him to continue, just as Jiang Ling did.

Li Chuan didn't hesitate and spoke again. "It should be. In half a month, there will be an auction in Country M. I had investigated it before, and the information I received mentioned the green bamboo."

Mu Yinyin's eyes instantly lit up. "If that's the case, then Xiao Qi can be saved!"

"I'll go to the auction!" Li Chuan's voice was resolute.

Mu Yinyin and Jiang Ling both shook their heads gravely. Jiang Ling spoke directly, "Don't go. I'll go. You stay here and take care of Xiao Qi."

Mu Yinyin nodded as well. "I'll go with Jiang. I need to make sure it's truly the item we need. In the next couple of days, we still need to investigate further. We must get that green bamboo."

Li Chuan's pupils contracted, but he said nothing in the end. Staying behind to care for Xiao Qi... that was acceptable.

Otherwise, if he left, he wouldn't be at ease.

Mu Yinyin pressed her lips together. "We still need to verify this matter, and in the next few days, see if there are any other ways to obtain the green bamboo. Xiao Qi's condition can hold for another two months, but we can't be careless."

Jiang Ling and Li Chuan both nodded, their expressions exceptionally grave.

In this situation, though the company was important, none of them brought it up. This wasn't neglect, but rather a matter of priorities. To them, Gu Xiao Qi's life mattered more.

This time, Mu Yinyin and Jiang Ling would leave together, while Li Chuan stayed to care for Gu Xiao Qi.

All three would still oversee company affairs to some extent, but their focus would likely be distracted.

After a pause, Mu Yinyin suddenly spoke. "How did Xiao Qi suddenly faint?"

Li Chuan pressed his lips together. "She said she was feeling unwell during lunch today, and before we could suggest going to the hospital, she had already fainted."

Jiang Ling nodded in agreement. "At first, we thought she was having an allergic reaction, so we brought her to the hospital for some tests. We never expected it would be..."

He couldn't finish his sentence, nor did he want to.

Mu Yinyin already knew.

She pressed her lips together, feeling guilty. "I used to regularly check your health, but Xiao Qi's situation came so suddenly. I was caught off guard."

"This isn't your fault," Li Chuan said quietly, his expression complicated.

Jiang Ling put down his phone and said in a deep voice, "I've already given instructions. They're investigating now."

Mu Yinyin nodded wordlessly.

"Xiao Qi will likely remain unconscious for the next couple of days, but nothing will happen to her within two months. Don't let the stress overwhelm you, or Xiao Qi will blame herself when she finds out."

Li Chuan and Jiang Ling said nothing.

Mu Yinyin raised a hand to massage her aching temples, paused, and spoke again. "When she wakes up, don't tell her too much. With her current condition, it's better she doesn't know."

"Yes, that's what I think too," Li Chuan replied calmly.

He said no more.

Mu Yinyin's expression was faint, and she had no intention of saying anything unnecessary.

...

Fu Corporation.

At this moment, Mu Teng was already standing in front of Fu Siyin's desk.

He glanced at Fu Siyin, noticing the man's face was still stern. Mu Teng had no choice but to press on. "Mr. Fu, it appears that President Gu of Starry Group is suffering from a serious health issue. All three other presidents are at the hospital."

Fu Siyin frowned, his eyes showing clear impatience as he looked at Mu Teng. "You need to tell me about things like this?"

Mu Teng rubbed his nose and said softly, "The information suggests they might be leaving Country Z."

Fu Siyin frowned slightly, saying nothing, waiting for Mu Teng to continue.

Mu Teng cleared his throat. "The news isn't very reliable, since it's been sealed from the start. But they could be going to the auction in Country M."

"What does the auction have to do with President Gu?"

Mu Teng shook his head. "I don't know the specifics."

Fu Siyin pressed his lips together and fell silent.

Seeing no further instructions, Mu Teng turned to leave.

The office fell quiet once more.

Before Fu Siyin could return to his work, his phone vibrated twice.

He glanced at the screen.

— Nan Shiqing: [Siyin, are you busy right now? I'm downstairs at your company. I made some soup for you. You've been working so hard lately, I thought I'd help you recharge. Can I come up to see you?]

Fu Siyin frowned slightly, but finally replied with a single word.

— Fu Siyin: [Okay]

Ten minutes later.

The office door was knocked.

"Siyin, may I come in?"

"Come in."

Fu Siyin was still staring at his computer screen, not sparing Nan Shiqing a glance.

Nan Shiqing's eyes flickered, but the next moment she acted as if nothing was wrong, smiling as she approached, placing the food box in front of him and opening it.

She knew Fu Siyin was a stickler for cleanliness, so after opening only the outer layer, she stepped away. "I'll go wash my hands, then I'll pour you some soup."

Fu Siyin's gaze shifted slightly and he spoke calmly. "There's no need for you to do all this."

Nan Shiqing smiled softly. "It's for you, so I don't mind. Wait a moment, it'll be ready soon." With that, she hurried to the restroom.

Fu Siyin frowned, saying nothing.

Nan Shiqing was gentle and considerate, elegant and poised; she wasn't cold and sharp like Mu Yinyin.

Yet...

He suddenly realized that Mu Yinyin, in the past, had also been gentle and attentive, always eager to please him—not bristling with thorns as she was now.

The irritation in Fu Siyin's eyes deepened.

Soon, Nan Shiqing returned, smiling as she ladled a bowl of soup for Fu Siyin and placed it before him.

"Don't worry, I prepared this myself. It's absolutely clean and hygienic. Try it—if anything's off, I'll fix it next time."

Fu Siyin's expression was indifferent, but in his eyes lurked rejection. He spoke in a low voice, "Please sit down and rest."

He had no intention of touching the soup.

Nan Shiqing's lashes trembled, but she dared not say more. She obediently responded and walked over to sit on the nearby sofa.

Fu Siyin's patience was wearing thin. He said coolly, "I still have work to finish. If you have other things to do, you should go ahead."

With that, he moved the soup aside.

Nan Shiqing's expression changed, a hint of disappointment in her voice. "Alright..."

At that moment, she seemed very well-behaved, but the sadness of not being acknowledged showed through, unconsciously betraying her feelings.