The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye) novel Chapter 1705

Something was wrong!

Mango's heart skipped a beat. She quickly touched Nathaniel's head.

It was so hot!

He actually had a fever!

It was not the right time to get sick right now.

Moreover, Nathaniel was always in good health. Why did he have a fever?

Mango quickly called the doctor over. The doctor began to examine him and treated his fever.

During the whole process, Nathaniel remained deeply asleep as if couldn't sense what was happening around him. He slept so soundly that people couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"What's going on?"

"Mr. Ye is infected by the viral infection."

The doctor came to the conclusion after looking at his blood examination.

Mango was stunned.

"How come? He just came back, and the infection here has been controlled, hasn't it?"

Mango was flustered. Also, she hadn't inform the doctor about the golden vermin in Nathaniel's body which made him immune to all poisons. To put it bluntly, even if everyone was infected, Nathaniel might not be infected. But what was going on now?

The doctor couldn't answer Mango's question, and she was in a bundle of nerves.

Just then, sound of footsteps came from outside.

"Doctor, bad news. Michael and his team are also unconscious and in high fever."

"What?"

The doctor was a little surprised, and so was Mango.

In the past two days, although tons of people had been infected, their condition had been under control due to timely rescue. How could Nathaniel and Michael be infected?

"Use some symptomatic treatment on them first."

As soon as Mango finished speaking, the soldier who came to deliver the message suddenly glanced at Mango, then quickly lowered his head and said, "I think we can't use your medicine."

"What do you mean?"

Mango immediately heard the hidden meaning behind his words.

The people around glanced at them.

This soldier was plain- looking and had no prominent features. No one could recognise him immediately. Mango didn't even know which ward he was working at.

The soldier trembled nervously, but he seemed to be under great pressure as he said, "As I've observed, those who are infected all ate the spiced noodles made by Mrs. Ye. The others were free from it."

Mango's eyes narrowed when she heard that.

"The noodles?"

"Yes, Mrs. Ye. I don't mind if you kill me right now, I have to say what I gotta say. There might be something wrong with you."

The soldier's words made Mango's eyes even colder.

If fact, Nathaniel didn't eat the spiced noodle at all!

Hadn't he fallen asleep when she came in?

In that case, why would Nathaniel be infected?

Mango suddenly thought of the figure that flashed past her.

"Is it you?"

"Mrs. Ye, please spare me. I'm just working as a logistics. I don't have the ability or the courage to do so."

"Are you pointing fingers on me? Then what is my motive? Why did I plot against my husband?"