Marry Me Quick

Chapter 610 She Will Leave Me

After shoving him aside, Muchen placed both hands on the desk and slightly crouched as he looked away darkly.

There was a lot of stuff in the lab. Xiyi landed on some of the apparatus, injuring his waist.

He slowly sat on the ground and heaved a sigh, raising his head to the ceiling as he endured the waves of pain.

After the pain had passed, he stood from the ground slowly.

This time around, he sat in a spot further from Muchen. My body can't withstand another blow.

He nudged his glasses again before looking at Muchen, who remained in the same position without moving.

After a while, Muchen said raspily, "Our partnership stops here."

"What?" Mo Ziyi froze, unable to accept the sudden declaration.

Muchen turned around to look at him frostily. "I think you understand what I mean. I don't want to repeat myself."

That was true – Xiyi understood his meaning.

Even though they had a contract regarding their partnership, they had been working with each other for years. It

wasn't something that could be forsaken in just a few words.

On top of that, Muchen's condition didn't look good.

"Mr. Qin, you have to start your treatment." Enduring the pain, he stood up and looked at Muchen firmly.

However, the latter glared at him and said indifferently, "It's none of your business. You're different now – based on

your current popularity, the national research center will accept you."

Xiyi could feel the resolution in Muchen's words.

He clenched his fists. After a moment of silence, he seemed to have made his resolve.

"In the first few years, you let me research what I'm interested in. When I succeeded and won a prize, I applied for

a patent. Then, you hinted for me to do some research in psychiatry, and I did that. However, since it's not

something I'm passionate about, I didn't spend all my effort on it."

Muchen seemed to calm down. His dark pupils narrowed slightly as he acted nonchalantly, but Xiyi knew he was

listening attentively.

Then, he made a bold speculation. "It's because of your family history of mental illnesses that you hinted for me to

research that topic. Since it's top secret, you couldn't tell me directly."

Xiyi only remembered this incident a few days ago.

He speculated that Muchen agreed to sponsor his lab and treated his work seriously because of the family's history

of mental illness.

Otherwise, as a businessman not interested in the medical field, why would he spend so much money on my

research?

It was just a speculation, but with a strong basis.

"Among your close relatives, your grandmother suffered the same thing. Every few generations, a few members of

the Mogwin family will die because of that. Each time, it would be disguised as another disease so the news doesn't

spread."

Xiyi only dared to look at Muchen after he finished speaking, but there was no change in expression.

Amidst his gaze, Muchen slowly straightened his body.

"No wonder you're the new star in the medical field. Your analysis and logical thinking are pretty good."

His words confirmed Xiyi's speculation.

Though Xiyi was prepared for this, he felt lost when he got confirmation from Muchen.

This is probably one of the few moments Muchen is entirely sane.

"By talking about this right before me, are you prepared to die?" It was not just Muchen's secret – it was the secret

of the entire Mogwin family.

The fact that there was a hereditary mental illness among the Mogwin family that had been prosperous for

centuries was very impactful.

Xiyi was right – Muchen's grandmother died of this mental illness. She jumped from one of the buildings in Mogwin

Castle.

The building was still closed. No one was allowed to enter.

A chill crept down Xiyi's spine, but he remained calm. "I'll think of ways to treat you."

"By that, are you planning on treating me by speaking to Ziyue?" Muchen's face darkened as a threatening glow

streaked past his eyes.

Xiyi finally understood the main reason for Muchen's worry – that Ziyue would find out.

"She is the closest person to you, and I'm your doctor. It makes sense that I talk to her."

It was a very normal thing to do; the doctor should speak to the patient's family members.

"Shut up! What do you know? She'll go to Shichu!"

I am not a normal person; I have mental issues. She will definitely leave me for Shichu.

Upon hearing that, Xiyi was momentarily stunned before returning to his senses.

"That's because you are being too paranoid lately. You keep doubting her feelings for you. In my opinion, she truly

loves you, and she won't leave you."

Nevertheless, Xiyi's explanation didn't reach Muchen.

At that moment, Muchen's mind was filled with how Ziyue would leave him because of his mental illness. She will go

to Shichu and be with someone who's physically and mentally healthy.

Having a hereditary disease meant more than him getting ill; it meant their children might also suffer the same fate

at a young age and pass away just like how his grandmother did.

They might commit suicide before they even turn forty. Risk aversion is a normal thing to do. No woman would

want to suffer through the probability of her husband and children falling ill with such diseases.

"What do you know?" he howled irately, his eyes turning red.

Xiyi narrowed his eyes, observing Muchen's changes as he locked his gaze on a tranquilizer nearby.

Without replying, he slowly inched his way toward the tranquilizer with the plan of injecting it into Muchen if he lost

control.

At that moment, a phone's ringtone pierced through the silence.

Xiyi paused and took out his phone.

Coincidentally, it was from Ziyue.

He looked at Muchen and muttered, "It's from Mrs. Qin."

The violence in Muchen's eyes slightly faded as he looked at the phone, the tension in his face easing.

"Ziyue?"