"Dad went out this morning because he had some things to do."
Remembering his father-in-law's instructions, Mo Han replied in haste, "Mom, please rest on the sofa for a while, I'll take you to the hospital later."
"Mhm."
The torment of her illness had stripped Yang Meifeng of her usual brash and domineering demeanor. She answered softly, her eyelids growing heavier until she finally fell into a deep sleep.
"Ning'er, call 120 first. Renkang Hospital is the nearest, and they're likely to send an ambulance first."
Mo Han instructed his wife and then, with great patience, started searching the room.
His mother-in-law was definitely poisoned, but the source of the poison was not easy to find.
According to his mother-in-law, she had a falling out with the family last night, then sat on the sofa eating fruit and watching a TV drama.
Could it be that the fruit was laced with poison?
No, that's not right!
