Chapter 26: The Situation Is Dire

"Leave it to you to handle?" Li Anan was taken aback, looking at Mo Han in confusion. "This is a case of drug poisoning—a major incident that's already gone viral. There are countless slanderous videos spreading on every platform. This isn't something you can just fix with a fight."

It wasn’t that she didn’t trust Mo Han, but she knew this matter had reached a point of no return.

All she could do now was compensate the victims for their losses and cooperate with the police investigation, waiting quietly for whatever action the authorities would take.

"Trust me, I can fix this," Mo Han said firmly, nodding with resolute confidence.

Recalling what Wu Yue had said before, he suspected the Qin family might be involved.

"Tomorrow morning, let’s go to the pharmaceutical factory first," Mo Han added.

Seeing the confidence on Mo Han’s face, Li Anan nodded, feeling a slight sense of relief. Even if Mo Han couldn’t resolve the issue, at least he had stepped forward to shoulder the burden with her.

With Mo Han taking responsibility, even though the transfer contract hadn’t been signed, Xu Fang and Li Xiande kept their mouths shut for now.

The next day, Li Anan asked her parents to stay home and look after Xiaoxiao, then left for the pharmaceutical factory with Mo Han.

"What’s your plan for handling this? Can you get help from the War Department?" Li Anan asked as she drove.

This was the sliver of hope she’d clung to last night.

"A case like this would usually be handled by the police. But if someone is setting you up, the War Department could give the police a nudge, and they wouldn’t dare brush it off," Mo Han replied after a moment’s thought. "But first, I need to see exactly what went wrong with those drugs—their composition and where the problem lies. Only then can I prescribe the right remedy."

"The right remedy?" Li Anan was even more puzzled. "You want to find an antidote? I heard even the top hospital experts haven’t come up with one."

"Just because they can’t identify the issue doesn’t mean I can’t," Mo Han said.

"You?" Li Anan was utterly unconvinced.

Mo Han smiled. "I studied traditional medicine. If I can figure out where the medicine went wrong and which ingredients are at fault, I can make an antidote. As long as the victims recover and are compensated, most of the crisis will have been resolved."

"You… you studied traditional medicine?" Li Anan stared at Mo Han, finding his words increasingly preposterous.

They’d been married for five years, and she’d never seen any sign that Mo Han had medical skills.

Mo Han merely smiled and offered no further explanation.

In truth, he had never formally studied traditional medicine at all. Rather, he had awakened fragments of memory from a previous life and knew a great deal about pharmacology.

In that past life, he had been a master alchemist who crafted peerless elixirs. As such, a mere glance at these medicines would reveal to him their composition and effects.

But this was not something he could explain to Li Anan, so she could believe or doubt as she wished.

Soon they arrived at the pharmaceutical factory, where a large crowd was gathered in the office area, confronting the security guards and demanding answers from the company.

Once Li Anan had parked, she entered the office area through the back door.

"Director Li, you’re here," greeted Wu Tao, the manager, hurrying over when he saw her.

He gave Li Anan’s flawless figure a greedy once-over, a glint of avarice in his eyes.

He had just been informed that the Li family had handed the factory over to Li Anan—giving up everything, including all employees and senior management.

To the upper management, it was clear they had been abandoned by the Li family, and they might even be made scapegoats.

"Yes," Li Anan replied. "Give me a report on the current situation."

Wu Tao raised an eyebrow. "I’m afraid the truth might be too much for you to bear."

Li Anan frowned, irritated by his attitude. "Speak," she snapped, her displeasure obvious.

"Very well. Since you insist, I’ll be frank." Wu Tao’s eyes narrowed slightly as he smiled. "First, after news spread that the Li family had given up the factory, there was unrest in every department. Many employees are planning to resign, all departments have gone on strike, and the whole operation is essentially paralyzed.

Second, every expert we brought in to analyze the drugs’ composition has left, afraid that we can’t pay them.

Third, we truly have no money for those expert fees, because just now, all the company’s liquid assets were transferred out by the finance department. And as you know, finance is run by your uncle’s people—I couldn’t stop them.

Fourth, according to the families of the victims, those poisoned are getting worse, and the hospital still hasn’t found an effective antibody. If any of them die, you’ll very likely face criminal charges.

Lastly, the police have issued a notice: if the company doesn’t resolve this within three days, as company director, you and your family will be placed under strict control."

Li Anan trembled, feeling a chill run through her. Only now did she realize the situation was even worse than she’d imagined, and her hatred for Li Xianwu and the others deepened.

Three days—how could she possibly fix this in three days? She had no one, no money—how was she supposed to solve it?

Seeing her grow increasingly pale, Wu Tao hid a cold smile. He glanced at Mo Han with a look of disdain. "Director Lin, there is someone who could help you out of this crisis. The question is—are you willing to ask him?"

"Who?" Li Anan clung to this lifeline, desperate for hope.

"Qin Haoran, Young Master Qin. If you agree, he’s waiting for you right now at the Grand Hyatt Hotel." Wu Tao looked Li Anan up and down without restraint, feeling a twinge of regret. Such a rare beauty, ruined by a useless man like Mo Han—it was truly a rose cast upon a dunghill.