Marry Me Quick

Chapter 613

Chapter 613 Making Final Arrangements Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Xiyi had informed in their phone conversation that he would come over at noon, but Ziyue did not tell Muchen about it.

It was because Xiyi mentioned he had something to discuss with Muchen. It was not her place to get involved.

Despite saying he would only show up at noon, he showed up way earlier before it was even ten.

He probably started driving to LK Group right after ending their call.

Ziyue bumped into Xiyi when she left her office to look for documents.

She was reading the document in her hand and did not notice Xiyi approaching her from behind.

"Mrs. Qin."

Xiyi called out to her first.

"Doctor Mo, why are you here so soon?" Ziyue turned around and was surprised to see him.

"I don't have many matters these days, so I thought I might as well come here earlier. I will disturb your lunch break again if I come over at noon."

Xiyi was not usually this considerate, so Ziyue could not help but chuckle upon hearing him.

"You have something to discuss with Muchen, right? Then, you should head in first. We can talk about our matters later. I need to deal with this document first." Ziyue paused before adding, "By the way, he's in his office."

Xiyi nodded and knocked on the door before entering Muchen's office.

Muchen was dealing with documents and looked cold and unapproachable. He had an innate sense of nobility and authority surrounding him.

In other words, he did not seem any different from how he was before.

Xiyi stood before Muchen's desk and greeted, "Mr. Qin."

Muchen looked up indifferently from his document. "What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you to leave?"

"I'll be leaving tonight. I've contacted my ex-classmate and have decided to join MSF." Xiyi's tone was unusually calm. He showed no hint of sadness even as Muchen tried to make him leave.

Hearing him, Muchen finally looked up and met his gaze. "You're not a charitable person."

MSF was also known as Doctors Without Borders. It was a private charitable organization that provided humanitarian medical care.

Xiyi was obsessed with medical research but also knew how to treat patients. However, he was more

interested in medical knowledge. To him, treating patients was only his duty as a doctor.

"The purpose of medical research is not merely to fulfill one's ambitions. It was also to serve the public. I'm all alone in this world and have few attachments to it. I've finally thought things through and wanted to do something meaningful. As a doctor, I have a duty to this profession for the rest of my life."

I should do good deeds while I still have time. It will be good.

Like Muchen, he did not expect his family's hereditary disease to manifest in him.

This disease had a possibility of cure with proper treatment. Otherwise, he could end up like his grandmother, who lost her mind and jumped off a building.

He was grateful to Muchen and wanted to cure him. However, Muchen did not need him.

Xiyi's tone was unusually solemn. Thus, Muchen regarded him for a long time and did not look away.

Finally, he nodded and said with a hint of emotion, "Stay safe."

Joining the MSF meant Xiyi would have to travel into war zones and other turbulent places. That was why Muchen wished for him to stay safe.

Xiyi was briefly surprised and replied, "Thank you."

Then, he pulled out a few boxes of medicine from his briefcase and placed them before Muchen before instructing, "Take one pill each time when needed. Once you have finished them, email me, and I will post more medicine. I developed it by myself, so you won't be able to buy them anywhere else."

Muchen knew what the medicine was without asking.

They were sedatives for when he had difficulty controlling himself during the recurrence of his condition.

His expression changed slightly, but he did not say anything.

Xiyi reminded him, "Mrs. Qin will be back soon."

Muchen's expression finally showed some emotions at the mention of Ziyue. He quickly put the medicine away.

Ziyue entered the office right after he finished hiding the medicine.

She was puzzled by the scene in the office.

Muchen remained still in his armchair after putting the medicine away. On the other hand, Xiyi stood before his desk calmly.

However, Ziyue sensed a strange atmosphere in the room.

She greeted them and asked, "Doctor Mo, would you like something to drink?"

"Ms. Su, have you finished arranging the documents I wanted?" Muchen suddenly asked sternly and frightened Ziyue.

She sensed he was in a bad mood from his tone.

What did he and Xiyi discuss that soured his mood?

However, she could only ponder the question and did not have the chance to ask him.

She quickly arranged the documents and placed them before Muchen. Then, she came up with an excuse to leave the office with Xiyi.

Strangely, Muchen only glanced at her coldly but did not stop her.

After all, he would usually get angry whenever she was slightly close to another man.

Ziyue did not think much about it and left with Xiyi. She found a café to discuss some matters with him.

Xiyi repeated the things he had said on the phone.

"Does it mean his mood swings are due to the side effects of the K1LU73 antidote?" Ziyue linked her fingers and looked worried.

"Yes, but don't worry. His condition is also likely due to his personality. He became like this because of you. So, you will have to help him. I'm afraid it will require considerable effort on your part…"

Xiyi rarely ever said this much to her.

She could not help but frown after hearing him. "Doctor Mo, why does your tone sound like you're making final arrangements?"

Xiyi suddenly laughed at her response. "I suppose it's a little like that. I'm preparing to join MSF."

"What?"

Ziyue widened her eyes in shock, but she soon calmed down. "Why do you suddenly decide to join Doctors Without Borders? Muchen still needs you!"

"Mr. Qin needs you more than he needs me." Xiyi's smile faded slightly. His eyes showed a touch of compassion beneath his coldly gleaming glasses.

"You…" Ziyue looked at Xiyi and did not know what to say.

"Mr. Qin's condition is quite all right. As long as you remain patient, he will recover eventually." Xiyi was willing to stay to treat Muchen, but Muchen did not want it. However, his condition would not worsen as long as Ziyue remained by his side.

Ziyue raised the cooled coffee to her mouth and gulped it down.

She suddenly recalled something and looked at Xiyi. "What about Nan Ke?"

Her voice was barely more than a whisper.

As soon as she said that, she noticed the usually cautious Xiyi suddenly shake and spill coffee from his cup.