My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Jian Han's head was all mudded up. She could only look at Zhou Dayuan.

Just now, what did he say?

Zhou Dayuan did not speak further. He bent over and helped her secure her safety belt, then he stepped on the accelerator and brought her to her condominium block.

The car came to a stop, and Jian Han stretched out her hand to release the safety belt. He was still silent, and she did not know what to say, with her mind all muddled up. "I…will go."

She opened the car door.

"Wait a moment." At this moment, he pulled her wrist, and there was a small tube of medication squeezed into her palm. The man ordered her gently with his warm voice, "Apply this. The pain will subside quickly. It's the weekend. You don't have to go to work at the hospital today, so make sure you rest."

Jian Han's face burned a little. She lowered her gaze to look, it was a pain relieving cream of some sort.

When did he buy this?

It was probably in the morning when he went out to buy clothes for her.

Since he knew to buy medication and also went inside a pharmacy, why did he not think of buying…contraceptives for her?

As a doctor himself, how could he not think of this? They did not use any protection, and she was in her peak fertility window; it was easy for her to get pregnant.

He… What was he thinking?

"Also, I might not be around for a while — it might be a period of half a month…" He suddenly stopped talking.

Jian Han did not dare to listen on. His attitude changed very quickly from this morning when he pressed himself against her, the man was very gentle towards his woman and reassured her.

"I'm going, now." Jian Han exited the car nervously and walked briskly as she entered the condominium.

She did not dare turn her head back. She knew that the Porsche had yet to leave. He probably rolled his window down and was looking at her back profile.

Jian Han entered the lift and looked at the mirror, scanning her own burning red face in the reflection. All she could hear repeating in her ears were his words. He said that he would date her first. He said that he would never let go of her hands for his entire life.

He really wanted to have a future with her?

Jian Han held her fists together. The heat on her face faded slowly. A chill emerged from her body yet again; could she do so?

She could not!

She had sinned deeply, and she was not qualified to be blissful.

Ding! The doors of the lift opened up, and Jian Han walked out.

She took out her keys from her bag wanting to open the door, but when she lifted her head, she saw Ning Qing standing by the door. Ning Qing's face was frail and pale, and there were tears flowing down her cheeks.

Jian Han was taken aback. She quickly went forward to hold Ning Qing's hands. "Ning Qing, why did you come here? What happened? Why are your hands so cold?"

Ning Qing was crying, and she handed a black shirt to Jian Han. She choked up while she softly said, "Older Sister Jian, I smelled the scent of…opium on this."

Opium is used to make painkillers and heroin. Normal people were not able to get their hands on it. If they did, they would get addicted to it.

"Opium?" Jian Han lifted her eyebrows up, and she took the black shirt in her hands as she took a sniff. She had a serious expression on her face as she said, "Ning Qing, don't cry. There is, in fact, the smell of opium on this, but this cannot prove that Young Master Lu is doing drugs. The laws of our country control the growth of opium very strictly, but opium has a scientific use in the medical world. If it is used in medical treatment, it is not abnormal."

"Medical treatment?" Ning Qing used her small hand to wipe her tears away, but her tears flowed down even more relentlessly. "Older Sister Jian, do you think that he is sick? But what kind of illness would require opium for its treatment? I see that he usually looks pretty normal, but the more normal he seems, the more afraid I am."

Jian Han took another whiff of the shirt. "Ning Qing, I cannot confirm right now what other content is added on to this type of opium, and what kind of illness it is used to treat. What about this: Tang Fan is in the hospital today, and you can come and have him examine it. He has a lot of expertise in regards to clinical medicine."

"Okay, Older Sister Jian, let's go right now."

…

In the hospital

Tang Fan gave his conclusion. "Jian Han, Mrs. Lu, this type of opium has been mixed with a large amount of numbing medication used to numb the senses, together with antibiotics. Because I am only basing my conclusion using the scent on the shirt, I am unable to accurately analyse the exact contents of it, but I can confirm that this type of medication is not available in the market yet. If I am not incorrect, it is probably a new breakthrough in scientific research, and it is used to treat a special type of illness."

Ning Qing heard his words and immediately felt unwell. Her legs softened, and she almost fell towards the ground. Thankfully, Jian Han supported her shoulders in time, "Director Tang, what do you mean by special…illness?"

Tang Fan pondered for a moment, then made a professional guess. "For example — an extremely painful illness. Once this type of illness starts to set in, it will directly stimulate the blood flow in his entire body together with the nerves in the brain. There would be a series of symptoms like nosebleeds or the heart going into shock that has serious consequences."

Heart going into shock.

That line repeated numerous times in Ning Qing's ears. She felt her entire world collapse.

"Mrs. Lu, we are unable to confirm what kind of illness this is, but there is something I have to say. It is best not to use this kind of medication. The methodology behind this type of medication is to fight poison with poison. If it is not properly controlled, it would directly threaten his life."

Ning Qing's face was covered with tears. That was right, ever since the plane crash, Zhou Dayuan flew back into the country, and he always stood by Lu Shaoming's side, Zhou Dayuan was a doctor. She has been foolish and did not consider this fact.

And he was to blame for pretending too well; he did not even seem sick at all.

"Older Sister Jian, I am really afraid. Why would he fall sick? He did not tell me when he fell sick. What should I do now?"

Jian Han hugged Ning Qing as she said, "Ning Qing, Young Master Lu did not tell you because he must be afraid that you would be worried. If you are really worried about him, why not go look for him, then."

"Okay." Ning Qing quickly wiped the tears on her face. "I will go right now. I must see him safe with my own eyes, and only then would it be fine."

"Okay, Ning Qing, I will accompany you."

…

Guang Qing

Lu Shaoming sat in the President's office. Zhou Dayuan pushed the door as he entered. The tall and lanky man briskly walked forward, and his long, white fingers knocked on the surface of the desk. "Lu Shaoming, where is that test tube? Don't tell me that you don't know."

Lu Shaoming lifted his head up from a pile of documents. He looked at Zhou Dayuan's bad expression on his face before he curled his lips as he smiled. "I really do not know. Could it have been stolen?"

His tone was carefree.

He did not even need to draft his lies.

Zhou Dayuan looked at him mockingly. "Lu Shaoming, don't you want to live anymore? You should not use the test tube if you do not need to use it. It is to be used as a last resort when your life is at stake. Aren't you scared that there would be a bad reaction to it and you will suffer a premature death? What did you go and do last night? Can't you control yourself at all?"

Lu Shaoming threw the fountain pen in his hands. He leaned his handsome back against the genuine leather sofa. His deep, dark eyes had the satisfaction of a mature man as he looked at Zhou Dayuan. "Isn't Doctor Zhou the clearest person on whether this kind of thing can be controlled? Okay, don't be angry anymore. You are still a person who came back after a night of enjoyment after all. Why is your temper so fierce?"

Zhou Dayuan pursed his lips and withdrew his hand. He placed both of his hands in his pockets, and he casually leaned on a corner of the desk. "It is your own life. I won't worry about you anymore."

He was still angry.

Lu Shaoming had a smile on his lips, and he closed his eyes lightly. He recalled what occurred last night as he swallowed his saliva lightly. His low and charming voice had a hint of hoarseness in it as he said, "Dayuan, have you heard this saying before?"

"What?"

"Dying before the peony flower — even being a ghost after would be still worth it."

Zhou Dayuan lifted his gaze to look at Lu Shaoming. Lu Shaoming also lifted his eyebrows as he looked at him. Zhou Dayuan softly cursed in English, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

The two men knew what they were each thinking inside their hearts.

The taste of some women was so good that men were willing to die for it.

At this moment, a melodious ringing rang out in the air. Lu Shaoming's phone rang on the office desk.

Zhou Dayuan stood up and looked at the phone. There was a rare seriousness on his warm face.

Lu Shaoming cast his gaze sideways to look at the phone number on the screen of the phone. He was not surprised, and he stretched out his hand to hold the phone in the centre of his palm before sliding the button to answer the call.

The man's voice was both low and charming. He was still in a good mood as he said, "Hello."

"Hello, Young Master Lu." There was Zhou Zhilei's voice ringing out from the other end.

Lu Shaoming laughed and snorted while he said, "Yeah?" He sounded masculine.

Zhou Zhilei, who was on the other end, froze for a moment upon hearing his voice. Her face had already started to turn red, and she went straight to the point. "Young Master Lu, I know that you are under the love spell. The cure to the love spell is in my hands right now."

Lu Shaoming's handsome eyebrows moved. The man did not cross his legs this time. He stretched his long, straight legs out and buried himself lazily in the chair. He split both of his legs. Even the lines in the trousers were long and straight. No matter how he carried himself, he looked rogue and attractive.

"So what?" His voice turned gentle.

"So let's have a trade. Once you divorce Ning Qing and marry me, after we get our marriage certificate, I will hand the cure over to you."

Lu Shaoming was silent for a few seconds, and he turned the black leather seat. His body faced the French windows, and the rays of sunlight spewed onto his body. The man's strong, chiselled features had a serious chill in the midst of the golden glow.

He did not move his eyebrows at all. He laughed softly while he said, "Yeah, I would believe you just by you saying that you have the cure in your hands? I want to see the cure first. Pick a location, and we will meet."

"Young Master Lu, you think that I am lying to you? I stole this cure from Tang Xueli after spending much of my effort and time. I…."

Lu Shaoming interrupted her and said, " Why? Does Young Master Tang not agree to it?

"Sure." Lu Shaoming nodded his head, "The cure is in Miss Zhou's hands today. What about opening a hotel room? You can do whatever you please."

Zhou Zhilei's heart was beating like a drum. This man had always been at a peak to which she could not scale. She had rarely seen the times that he exposed his wildness of a man when Ning Qing was present, but she did not think that he would also talk to her like this. He had a hint of vagueness. He did not express it clearly, and it made her heart hurt.

"Okay, I will wait for Young Master Lu."

…

After hanging up, Zhou Dayuan said, "What does Zhou Zhilei plan to do?"

Lu Shaoming stood up and had an easy smile on his face. "What else can she do? Your younger sister wants me to be your brother-in-law."

Zhou Dayuan shook his head. "She is really beyond anyone saving her anymore."

"Yeah," Lu Shaoming replied, then walked outside. "I will go to attend her appointment then."

"Shaoming," Zhou Dayuan called out to stop him. He had a serious expression on his face as he asked, "Are you already all prepared?"

Lu Shaoming looked at him once and stretched out his hand to pat his shoulder for a moment. "Don't worry, everything is prepared and settled. The only thing I have to do is to attend this date."