CHAPTER 126: CHAPTER 126: NO DOUBT, HE’S A STRAIGHT MAN

Lin Ping had been removed from the research center, and Nanny Wu was worried sick about it.

During this period, she would find excuses to visit the pharmaceutical factory every few days, whether to bring food, supplies, or to plead Lin Ping’s case in front of Madam Lai.

Lin Ping was someone Nanny Wu had watched grow up; even if she had made a mistake, Nanny Wu wanted to fight for more chances for her to turn things around.

"Lady Tang, Doctor Lin has already..."

"Thank you for your kindness, Nanny Wu, but it’s not necessary."

Tang Xiaowan’s stance made her position clear.

Nanny Wu didn’t dare to say more, holding the vase, she slightly bowed her head, "Oh, okay, then I’ll go make some honey water for you, just wait a moment, I’ll be right back."

"There’s no need, Nanny Wu, I’m fine now, thank you."

"But... Okay then."

She stopped herself, realizing her attempt to intercede had failed.

Watching Nanny Wu’s retreating figure, Li Zishen shook his head thoughtfully and then turned to Li Zihan, "Stay here with Xiao Wan, I’m going upstairs to check on Mom. Don’t rush off to school, wait for my return."

"Oh, okay, brother."

Tang Xiaowan: "?"

In fact, Tang Xiaowan had detected something unusual the moment she began eating the lean meat porridge.

It was mixed with a familiar scent of medicine.

She possessed a sense of smell unlike others, and although amnesic, her instincts remained unchanged, especially since the fifth card read that one must never be without a guard down.

Of course, she had deliberately chosen to drink the porridge.

Tang Xiaowan simply wanted to test if her understanding was correct—if it was related to the nighttime attack, this would be the best breakthrough.

Wasn’t she afraid of being poisoned again?

Of course she was, which is why she took only a tiny two sips.

Besides, she knew well that once the pills dissolved in the lean meat porridge, their toxicity would surely not be as high as during the nighttime incident, unless consumed in large quantities. Moreover, what the Leng Family never lacked was doctors; should any mishap occur, Li Zishen would naturally rush to her aid in no time.

However, what puzzled Tang Xiaowan was that, although the scent of the medicine was the same, the symptoms were quite different—merely vomiting and none of her hearing or sight was affected.

Could it not have been the person from the nighttime attack?

Did I drink too little for the medication to take full effect?

Never mind, I’ll know more after the lab tests.

Just now, while Li Zishen and Li Zihan were talking, Tang Xiaowan had secretly slipped a napkin with traces of lean meat porridge into her purse.

"Miss, Miss."

Not long after Li Zishen left, a loud voice came from Cheng Shi outside the dining room.

The footsteps were so fast it seemed like he was running.

When he reached Tang Xiaowan, he scrutinized her from head to toe, all around, for a full minute before he finally stopped, panting heavily.

Li Zihan was sitting at an angle, displaying an aunt’s amused smile.

"I’m fine; I just caught a chill."

"Miss, you’re really okay? Didn’t you say you vomited? Could it be poisoning?"

Hearing the word "poisoning," Li Zihan felt indignant and sprang to his feet, looking as if he were ready to fight Cheng Shi.

"What do you mean? This porridge was made by my mother early in the morning at five, how hurtful your words are. You haven’t even tasted it and you’re suggesting it’s poisonous?"

Tang Xiaowan quickly waved her hands in denial, "I never said it was poisonous, how could it be? He’s just worried about me; he misspoke in his concern, I’m sorry, don’t take it to heart."

Her face bore a smile, and her voice was gentle and mellow.

This was the first time Tang Xiaowan had spoken to Li Zihan with such a tone.

The young master suddenly felt his behavior was improper, lacking the gentlemanly demeanor of the Leng Family, and felt embarrassingly ashamed, thus he quickly backed down.

"It’s okay, no need to apologize; you did nothing wrong."

"So you’re not angry?"

"Of course not, not at all."

Seeing his young master acting so humble, Cheng Shi directly picked up the bowl of lean meat porridge and gulped it down without using a spoon.

By the time Tang Xiaowan noticed, the bowl was empty.