The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye) novel Chapter 1549

"I would think so."

Nathaniel shared the same opinion.

After all, not many people knew this skill. It was definitely not a coincidence that everything had happened together now.

It was always torturous having to wait for time to pass. Nathaniel told Mango to go to bed first, but she couldn't fall asleep. Instead, she felt hungry.

"I'll make you some food."

Nathaniel was okay before she said it, but he felt hungry too once she told him that she was peckish.

"I'll do it."

Mango felt that Nathaniel didn't get enough rest. After all, she had slept for so long, so she planned to go and prepare some food. However, Nathaniel stopped her.

"Stay here. The kitchen reeks of smelly oil."

After saying that, he went downstairs.

Mango's lips curled upward slightly.

Was the smell of cooking oil too strong?

It almost sounded like the oily smell wouldn't be there if he was the one who cooked in the kitchen. However, she loved the feeling of being pampered by him.

Nathaniel made a simple dish. It was two bowls of noodles with eggs. Despite the simplicity, Mango enjoyed the food.

Perhaps this was as the saying goes, love alone is sufficient to fill a man's belly. However, she did not expect to feel like this since she and Nathaniel were already together for many years.

After the two of them finished their meal, Mango washed the dishes. This time, Nathaniel didn't stop her.

Bettany arrived at five o'clock in the morning. Nathaniel brought her to the basement straight away.

Marcelo was stunned when he saw Nathaniel coming in with a woman. However, he only leaned sideways since it was not his place to ask questions.

Bettany frowned upon seeing Weston.

"Mr. Ye, he has been poisoned."

"Can you cure him?"

"Yes, but the process is a little troublesome."

Nathaniel nodded after hearing her words. "I'll leave it to you."

After saying that, he took a few steps back.

He still hated poison even though he was now a member of Longford County.

Upon hearing their conversation, Marcelo was stunned.

Very few people knew about poison. For most people, it was a mysterious myth. Moreover, Weston and Marcelo had been together for many years. If Weston was poisoned or something, it would creep Marcelo out just thinking about it.

"Is the poison contagious?"

This was the matter that Marcelo was most concerned about.

Bettany didn't know who he was, but he should not be Nathaniel's enemy since he was not tied up. Hence, she said flatly, "No, it can't spread unless he poisons you on purpose."

After saying that, she ignored Marcelo and began to attentively work on the poison in Weston.

Marcelo wanted to ask more questions, but he could not help but feel uneasy when he noticed that Nathaniel was gloomy.

Did Weston actually poison him?

Marcelo was thinking about this as he tried hard to sense if there was anything wrong with his body.

Nathaniel did not care what was on his mind. He only cared about Weston staying alive.

Bettany was a professional in curing poison. However, Weston still convulsed in pain and almost bit his tongue in the process.

Nathaniel ordered his men to hold Weston down. Bettany looked cold and indifferent. She seemed oblivious to Weston's pain as she said to Nathaniel, "This kind of poison is of the lowest level. It is used to punish people who are disobedient. When it kicks in, people will feel their internal organs all twisted up. It's so painful that some even commit suicide. It is also a way to control others. Generally speaking, this kind of poison is placed into the body in the form of an insect's egg. Then it'll grow in the body gradually. Under normal circumstances, he will experience no problem unless someone messes with the worm."

Nathaniel frowned slightly as he asked, "So will they know if we cure him?"

"No, it's not a deadly poison. It is meant for torture. So even if you cure him, they won't be aware of it. However, there's a problem."

As Bettany spoke, she cut the area where the red line was protruded. Then quickly used the tweezer that was soaked in alcohol to pull out a thin, blue worm visible to the naked eye.

The bug struggled and twisted around to make an escape, but Bettany quickly threw it into a plate next to her. There was some liquid in the plate. After the bug was thrown inside, whirls of white smoke rose into the air. Then the blue worm melted before their eyes.

Marcelo's mouth was gaping in shock upon seeing this.

Good lord!

Did this really exist?

He felt like his senses and knowledge had been renewed.

Bettany and Nathaniel were too busy to care about what Marcelo was thinking. Bettany threw a pill into Weston's mouth swiftly and it melted in no time.

She continued, "Well, our current problem is that there were more than one insect eggs back then. Some grew at the same time, but some would pause as the others grew. I can't be sure if there was only one worm in his body. So it'll depend on luck."

Nathaniel's eyebrows were wrinkled in frustration.

This was really troublesome.

"If there are two worms and we've gotten rid of one, when will the other one grow up?"

"It'll take three months to half a year."

"If there is any problem during this period, will he die?"

"Yes, he will."