CHAPTER 369: CHAPTER 369: COULDN’T HELP BUT SOOTHE HIM

The pills developed by Ye Ningwan suddenly caused a death.

Because they were distributed for free, every day people would come with their household registration booklets and collect the medicine according to the names on them.

Everything had been fine for several days without any issues.

Some families even said that the elderly at home, although having some underlying health conditions, felt refreshed and rejuvenated after taking her pills. They received unanimous praise.

Everything was going well, but today, for some unknown reason, someone took the pills immediately after receiving them, and shortly afterwards experienced convulsions. By the time the doctor arrived, the person was already dead.

Before dying, the person only took Ye Ningwan’s pills, and the family unanimously agreed that he had no preexisting conditions. Therefore, the family insisted there was a problem with Ye Ningwan’s pills, causing a commotion at the hospital and demanding severe punishment for Ye Ningwan and that she take responsibility.

"It’s impossible for my medicine to kill people. This pill is primarily a protective measure against toxins. Even if it’s not effective, it shouldn’t be lethal," Ye Ningwan denied.

The pandemic had just been brought under control, and unexpectedly, such an incident occurred.

The public mood was intense; the deceased’s relatives demanded a thorough investigation and strict punishment. The authorities had no choice but to detain Ye Ningwan first and decide after the investigation.

Zhan Hanjue came to the quarantine detention facility to visit Ye Ningwan, wearing protective gear.

Ye Ningwan was also considered healthcare personnel, having long-term contact with patients.

Thus, even when detained, she had to be isolated from ordinary prisoners.

So, a single room was used as a detention facility in Lin City’s hospital for her.

Seeing Zhan Hanjue, Ye Ningwan was surprised, "Why are you here?"

"You recognized me even when I’m dressed like this?" Zhan Hanjue laughed softly.

Ye Ningwan was speechless, "Just seeing your eyes, I know who you are. But, why are you here?"

"Considering your situation, how could I not come? Sorry, I can’t get you out right now." Zhan Hanjue apologized.

Ye Ningwan said, "I know. Everyone has been suppressed by quarantine for so many days, and emotions have been bottling up. Now, with my incident suddenly exposed, people are sure to get angry and think I’m exploiting the nation’s crisis. Making someone die is even more unacceptable, and the authorities can only appease everyone now; there’s no way they’ll let me go. Don’t even think about pleading with them—no matter the pressure, they won’t agree to release me."

"But trust me, I will find a way to save you," Zhan Hanjue immediately promised.

Ye Ningwan pondered, "I really need help right now, but can you really assist me?"

"You don’t trust me?"

"It’s not that I don’t trust you, it’s..."

It’s somewhat dangerous; I don’t want you to take risks.

But Ye Ningwan wouldn’t express these thoughts out loud.

"Tell me what to do?" Zhan Hanjue asked.

Ye Ningwan smiled, "Since you came to see me, surely you’ve done something. Tell me, what have you done?"

"I spent a large sum to buy back the remaining pills from your formula," Zhan Hanjue said.

Ye Ningwan was surprised, "Wasn’t everyone given one pill for free and took it immediately? How could you buy them?"

Zhan Hanjue laughed, "You don’t understand human nature yet. Since it’s distributed for free and has preventive effects, some people won’t consume it but instead save it and sell it at a high price. After all, your previous promotions said this medicine has preventive effects without side effects. For wealthy people, taking extra pills increases the preventive effect—isn’t it better? People will die for wealth, and birds for food. Some are willing to buy medicine at high prices, so naturally, some are willing to save theirs and sell them."

"I never imagined this," Ye Ningwan forced a smile, having underestimated human nature.

Zhan Hanjue said, "Blessings and misfortunes are intertwined. It’s thanks to people like them that I could buy the remaining pills."

"Do you think there’s something wrong with the pills?" Ye Ningwan asked.

Zhan Hanjue replied, "The deceased’s body was autopsied, and the results are out. The family saying he had no underlying condition is false; the issue isn’t significant, but toxins were found in his body. Although the toxin amount wasn’t large, for someone with preexisting conditions, it’s adding insult to injury."

"Can you give me the pills, and I’ll investigate to see what changes occurred in their composition," Ye Ningwan said.

Zhan Hanjue nodded and handed her a pill.

Ye Ningwan didn’t need much time to research it. Just by smelling it, she could tell something was wrong.

"This isn’t right; I didn’t add Datura to this. Someone swapped honeysuckle for Datura."

"Honeysuckle swapped for Datura?"

"Honeysuckle has the effects of clearing heat and detoxifying, dispersing wind-heat; it’s commonly used in many Chinese medicines. Datura also has effects of calming asthma and stopping coughs, but it’s toxic, so it should not be used by physically weak individuals. Because my medicine is for preventive purposes, distributed freely to everyone, using Datura is strictly avoided to prevent adverse effects among frail users. Yet, this batch was switched."

"Do you remember who was in charge of this medicine at the time?" Zhan Hanjue inquired.

Ye Ningwan nodded, "I certainly remember, it was Zhao Changyuan’s apprentice, a guy named Ming."

"Zhao Changyuan?"

Ye Ningwan bitterly smiled, "I was careless; I forgot Zhao Changyuan knows Li Qingqing. Originally, I approached Zhao Changyuan to inquire about Li Qingqing, but unexpectedly, Li Qingqing struck first."

"Li Qingqing?" Zhan Hanjue furrowed his brow.

Ye Ningwan suddenly remembered his loss of memory and sighed helplessly, "It’s the Li Qingqing you know, that woman, the one responsible for your amnesia."

"What should I do next?" Zhan Hanjue asked.

Ye Ningwan thought it over, "Start by finding Ming. It’s best if he confesses, but if he doesn’t..."

"If he doesn’t confess, I’ll make him confess," Zhan Hanjue said with authority.

Ye Ningwan looked at him in surprise.

Zhan Hanjue once again said with firm eyes, "Don’t worry, I will get you out."

"Alright, I’ll wait for you," Ye Ningwan smiled.

Actually, she didn’t believe Zhan Hanjue had that capability.

Perhaps, in business he’s invincible.

But in this situation, there’s not much he can do.

Stating her trust was just to make him happy.

She used to be so angry with him, always resentful during those four years thinking he abandoned her.

So angry, so bitter, believing she’d never easily soften again.

But, upon seeing him, when he arrived ignoring life and death for her.

Her heart softened.

Knowing he couldn’t achieve it, yet seeing his steadfast gaze, she couldn’t help but make him happy.

"Ye Ningwan, how weak-willed you are."

After Zhan Hanjue left, Ye Ningwan chuckled self-deprecatingly.

What does this even mean?

Pampering Zhan Hanjue, she was starting to feel like she’s his mother.