Madam’s Awakening Shocks The Whole World
Chapter 183 - 168-169: Mo Yunchen in Trouble_6

Chapter 183: Chapter 168-169: Mo Yunchen in Trouble_6

In the cold-toned room, Mo Yunchen lay on the bed, his handsome features as pale as those of a Heavenly God, with what seemed to be a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Standing to the side, Mo Tang watched Mo Yunchen with a complex expression, yearning to say something, but he knew he could not.

"You have time to call me at work?" Why did she feel that his breath sounded weak, "Have you been very tired recently? You seem to sound exhausted when you talk."

"...Yes, work has been a bit busy!"

After Mo Yunchen spoke, he could not help wanting to cough. Mo Tang took out a handkerchief for Mo Yunchen, who resisted the discomfort and waved at Mo Tang; he was on the phone with her, how could he let her know he was suffering.

"I have to get back to work, I’ll hang up now." For the first time, Mo Yunchen hung up the phone first. On the other end, Qin Qin stared at the disconnected phone for a moment, feeling that something was not right.

In Mo Yunchen’s room, after hanging up the phone, Mo Yunchen couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of black blood, and Mo Tang’s face changed as he stepped forward, "President Mo!"

Recently, President Mo had suffered from poisoning several times, each time agonizingly painful, yet he had not told Miss Qin. Mo Tang felt heartache for such a President Mo; he had wanted to call Miss Qin several times, but President Mo had stopped him.

Mo Yunchen wiped the black blood that flowed from the corner of his mouth and leaned weakly against the headboard. The frequent poisoning lately let him know that his time might be running out.

He had begun to unravel the events of that year, he had not yet taken his revenge, nor had he been together with her; how could he leave now?! But it seemed Heavenly God was not willing to give him time!

"President Mo, let me call Miss Qin! You like this..."

Before Mo Tang could finish his sentence, he was silenced by Mo Yunchen’s chilling gaze.

Mo Tang closed his mouth in pain. He and Mo Sheng had followed President Mo for so many years, the bond deep; how could he not suffer seeing President Mo like this?

"Assistant Tang, Miss Jing has arrived!" A servant knocked on the door and whispered.

Mo Tang glanced at Mo Yunchen, who had closed his eyes in fatigue, enduring the pain, and then spoke, "Let Miss Jing come in."

"Yes!"

A moment later, Jing Zhimei’s figure appeared at the door. Seeing Mo Yunchen on the bed, his expression one of concealed pain, she bit her lower lip, stepped forward, and took out pills that she had concocted from her bag, "Master Mo, take this, please. I personally concocted this pill, and it can help control the poison in your body."

Ever since the Heavenly Bead was lost, she had devoted herself to concocting a pill to counteract the poison in his body. While it couldn’t completely remove the poison, it could at least spare him from pain. Knowing his recent frequent poison attacks, she had rushed over with the newly finished pills.

Mo Tang stepped forward joyfully, "President Mo, please take it quickly; if you eat this pill, you won’t be in pain anymore."

Mo Yunchen opened his eyes to look at the pill in Jing Zhimei’s hand and then closed them again, "No need!"

He had grown accustomed to the pain, which seemed to be the only reminder that he was still alive.

Seeing Mo Yunchen’s refusal, Jing Zhimei became urgently anxious, "Master Mo, please, how can you bear this? I will save you; you won’t have any issues. I’ve been focused on concocting pills, and I’ve discovered that the only thing your antidote needs is one more ingredient – Soul-Returning Grass."

Listening to Jing Zhimei saying this, Mo Yunchen opened his eyes, "Soul-Returning Grass?!"

Mo Tang spoke eagerly, "Miss Jing, now that you know, start concocting it right away."

Jing Zhimei shook her head, her expression complex.

Seeing Jing Zhimei shaking her head, Mo Tang’s expression changed, "Miss Jing, what do you mean by shaking your head?"

"I have been looking for a long time, but there’s no trace of Soul-Returning Grass; I’m afraid it may have disappeared long ago."

Jing Zhimei lifted her head to look at Mo Yunchen, gripping her handbag tightly, the thought of Mo Yunchen not having much longer to live brought her unbearable pain and agony. She couldn’t let anything happen to him, yet despite many years of effort, she still couldn’t concoct the antidote. Just when she thought she had found another ingredient definitely capable of saving Mo Yunchen, she discovered it appeared to have vanished, seemingly non-existent.

At first, she truly regretted giving Soul Devouring to that person, never expecting they would actually hand it over to Mo Yunchen. At that time, she was just a teenager who had just founded the Divine Doctor Sect. When that mysterious person came asking for medicine and offered her a hefty price, she, therefore, gave away the treasured Soul Devouring to them. Only after she got to know and fell in love with Mo Yunchen did she realize that the poison affecting him was Soul Devouring—the poison she gave away. It was she who had harmed him, but she could not admit it.

"Disappear!" Mo Tang couldn’t believe what he was hearing as he looked at Jing Zhimei. Did Miss Jing mean that President Mo had to die? No, how could that be possible?

Jing Zhimei bit her lower lip hard, "Master Mo, you won’t have any troubles!"

Mo Yunchen did not look towards Jing Zhimei, or rather, since Jing Zhimei had entered, he hardly glanced at her at all.

"Puh!" Once again, Mo Yunchen spat out a mouthful of black blood from the bed, his complexion growing uglier and paler.

"Master Mo, take this pill, and you will be alright?!" Jing Zhimei said anxiously, holding up the pill in her hand.

Mo Yunchen paid no heed to Jing Zhimei, lifting his eyes instead to look at Mo Tang, "Please ask Miss Jing to leave!"

After hesitating for a moment, Mo Tang still approached Jing Zhimei and raised his hand, "Miss Jing, please leave!"

"I won’t go, Master Mo, if you don’t take this pill, you will suffer, and if the effects of Soul Devouring get worse and you can’t hold on, you will..." She couldn’t bring herself to finish the sentence, unable to imagine what would happen to Mo Yunchen if he couldn’t hold on.

"Miss Jing, please leave this place, you know the character of President Mo, if he doesn’t wish to take it, he won’t." Mo Tang sighed helplessly.

Jing Zhimei’s expression was one of agony as she continuously gazed in Mo Yunchen’s direction. Under Mo Tang’s deterrence, Jing Zhimei, with reluctance, departed.

She couldn’t just give up like this; she had to search again for the Soul-Returning Grass. She had to find the Soul-Returning Grass; perhaps after saving Yunchen, he might fall in love with her and marry her.

After Jing Zhimei had left, Mo Tang watched Mo Yunchen on the bed, enduring the pain without even a groan. Unable to bear it, he stepped outside and called Mo Sheng.

Elsewhere, after speaking with Mo Yunchen on the phone, Qin Qin had been restless. Her sixth sense surged once more, and in agitation, she tossed the book onto the coffee table and rubbed the tip of her nose.

"Is Miss Qin there?" Mo Sheng’s urgent voice came from downstairs, followed by Lee Fong saying that she was upstairs on the balcony.

The sound of footsteps hurried and anxious, it was only a moment before Mo Sheng’s figure appeared on the second floor. Upon seeing Qin Qin on the balcony, he exclaimed, "Miss Qin!"

Qin Qin turned her head to look at Mo Sheng, his expression one of urgent and unsightly concern, "What’s wrong?!"

Mo Sheng clenched his teeth hard, "Miss Qin, I beg you to save President Mo, he’s in trouble."

Qin Qin immediately stood up from her chair, her beautiful eyes filled with shock, "Mo Yunchen is in trouble? Tell me what happened?"

"President Mo has been suffering from recurring poison attacks lately, but he forbade us to tell you. He has been enduring the outbreaks of Soul Devouring, and according to Mo Tang, he has coughed up blood several times and can’t even stand up at times." Having seen President Mo during a bout of poison, even though he couldn’t feel that pain, the fact that it could make the usually strong President Mo suffer so much showed how unbearable that pain was.

Qin Qin’s face turned pale, and she grabbed Mo Sheng’s clothes fiercely, "Why didn’t you tell me sooner, hurry, I must see him right away."

Mo Yunchen, Mo Yunchen! If you dare have anything happen to you, I will never forgive you!

Mo Sheng nodded hurriedly, "Okay, Miss Qin. Please come with me."

Everything had already been arranged by Mo Tang’s side. Now they just needed to bring Miss Qin to Jingdu City.

Without delay, the two of them quickly left the villa, their anxious expressions alerting the household’s Lee Fong and Qin An as well.

By the time Qin Qin arrived in Chuandu City, it had been three hours, and even the usually calm and composed Qin Qin could not hide her anxiety and distress.

Mo Tang had already arranged for a car to pick them up, and it took one hour to reach Mo Yunchen’s villa, even though that was with the urging of Mo Sheng and Qin