Chapter 7

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"What? Poisoning???" Huang Zhiguo could no longer sit still, he stood up with a 'thud' and ran to Zhang Qingyuan's side, angrily saying, "If you can diagnose, then diagnose. Don't play these useless tricks. My father's food has always been made at home, he has never eaten outside, and every meal has been inspected. How could he be poisoned?"

After speaking angrily, Huang Zhiguo turned to Daoist Cheng Feng and said, "Daoist Cheng, I only let him diagnose because of your face. Now he is saying this. You and President Jiang didn't detect any poisoning before, but he did. If you still believe him and let him talk nonsense here, I'm sorry... Daoist Cheng, I... I have no choice but to take my father home."

"This..." Daoist Cheng Feng had already started to believe Zhang Qingyuan when he accurately diagnosed the condition, but he suddenly said that the condition worsened due to poisoning, which he had not detected.

Looking at Jiang Hangu, the two were at a loss, as neither of them had detected this. However, Zhang Qingyuan's one-finger pulse diagnosis and his accurate description of the condition had already convinced them. Now, with this sudden change, they didn't know what to do, so they turned to Zhang Qingyuan with questioning eyes.

Zhang Qingyuan had just been scolded by Huang Zhiguo. If it were his old temper, he would have given Huang Zhiguo a lesson. But thinking that his diagnosis was indeed poisoning, he felt some sympathy for Huang Zhiguo, as Huang Lao was already on the brink of death. At this moment, his shocking statement was only natural.

However, being scolded was still unpleasant. Zhang Qingyuan looked at Huang Zhiguo and said, "Mr. Huang, have you recently been having frequent nightmares, night sweats, tinnitus, and abdominal pain? To be frank, if you don't treat it soon, you might have a serious illness."

Hearing Zhang Qingyuan's words, Huang Zhiguo was suddenly stunned. Regarding Huang Lao, they didn't know the exact situation, but when it came to himself, he knew his condition very well.

Recently, Huang Zhiguo had a lot of issues at his company and at home, and his father's serious illness had left him in a mess, losing a lot of weight. The symptoms Zhang Qingyuan mentioned were indeed his recent conditions.

He hadn't told anyone about these conditions, only his wife knew a little. Zhang Qingyuan couldn't possibly know, which meant he must have diagnosed them.

"This..." Huang Zhiguo's gaze towards Zhang Qingyuan changed, his face turning red and then white. He had just questioned and scolded Zhang Qingyuan, but Zhang Qingyuan not only didn't mind, but also accurately described his condition. Without superb medical skills, how could he have done that?

Thinking of this, Huang Zhiguo's heart immediately warmed. With such high medical skills, he might really be able to save his father.

At this moment, Huang Zhiguo felt deeply regretful for his initial prejudice and realized that judging by appearance was not right.

Thinking of this, Huang Zhiguo immediately adjusted his emotions, stepped forward, and bowed to Zhang Qingyuan, saying, "Young brother, I didn't know your depth and offended you. I hope you can forgive me."

As he spoke, Huang Zhiguo bowed again. If anyone from the Jiangnan business community saw this, they would be shocked. Although Huang Lao was the leader of the Dake Group, Huang Zhiguo was also extraordinary, and he had at least 30% of the credit for the group's current scale.

For such a business elite to show respect to someone, that person must be a significant figure, and Zhang Qingyuan was just an unknown young man. If this were to be known, no one would believe it, but it had indeed happened.

Daoist Cheng Feng, Jiang Hangu, and Huang Zhiquin all looked at Zhang Qingyuan with incredulous eyes, not finding Huang Zhiguo's actions strange. On the contrary, they had a higher opinion of Huang Zhiguo, as he could bend and stretch, and immediately correct his mistakes when he realized them. No wonder he could support such a large group.

The way everyone looked at Zhang Qingyuan also subtly changed—how could his medical skills be poor if his diagnostic skills were at this level?

Moreover, when apologizing, Huang Zhiguo didn't mention asking Zhang Qingyuan to treat his father, which was a smart move.

Seeing everyone's reactions, Zhang Qingyuan calmly said, "The poisoning I mentioned is not food poisoning, but drug poisoning. In traditional Chinese medicine, the dosage of each herb is crucial, so it's important to prescribe the right medicine. If the dosage of a certain herb suddenly increases, for example... the herb called snakeberry grass?"

As he spoke, Zhang Qingyuan looked at the nurse, "Nurse, isn't that right?"

"Ah!!" The nurse screamed, her face turning pale, and she looked at Zhang Qingyuan in disbelief, her body trembling, and she pointed at him, "You're lying?"

"What??"

Today's events had been full of twists and turns, and everyone's emotions had been up and down. Hearing Zhang Qingyuan's shocking statement, they were all stunned.

But this nurse was definitely problematic, as her reaction was too strange.

"Snakeberry grass is toxic and must be measured precisely in grams. Otherwise, it can exacerbate pulmonary congestion and increase the burden. Even an extra gram each time, over a long period, can be disastrous. From the looks of it, Huang Lao has been using it for at least a month."

Zhang Qingyuan watched the nurse tremble as he spoke, her face growing worse, and he sighed inwardly. He sighed for Huang Lao, who was caught in the power struggle, and for the nurse, who was not worth it. In the end, it was all for the sake of profit.

"Mu Xin, what's going on?" Seeing the murderous looks Huang Zhiguo and Huang Zhiquin gave the nurse, Jiang Hangu was startled. He remembered that the Huang family's influence was not as simple as it seemed, and it was rumored that they controlled both the black and white markets, which was not baseless.

At Jiang Hangu's age, he had experienced many storms. He knew that if the nurse fell into the hands of the Huang family, she would face a tragic end just for attempting to harm Huang Lao. But Mu Xin was brought in by him, and he was partly responsible for her situation.

"President... President Jiang, I... I had no choice..." Mu Xin was surrounded by the bodyguards brought by Wang Shifu, and she was so scared that she fell to the ground, her face pale and tear-streaked. "I'm sorry... I didn't want to... I really... really had no choice..."

"You wretch, has the Huang family ever wronged you? How could you do such a heartless and evil deed?" Huang Zhiquin was almost furious, thinking of all the money she had spent to ensure Mu Xin took good care of her father. Now, she felt like she was going crazy.

"How much money did they give you to murder my father?" Huang Zhiguo was trembling with anger. Seeing Mu Xin still crying, he couldn't suppress his anger and slapped her, roaring, "Speak!"

"Ah—" Mu Xin screamed, no longer daring to cry, holding her burning cheek, her eyes red and swollen, and she looked up at the furious Huang Zhiguo in fear.

"Mr. Huang, I... I had no choice. Otherwise, my mother would have died... I didn't take a single cent from them..." In her fear, Mu Xin stammered and narrated the events.

It turned out that over a month ago, a stranger approached Mu Xin, saying he wanted to deal with the Huang family. If she didn't comply, her mother would be killed. At first, Mu Xin didn't take it seriously, but when she returned home that evening, she found her mother trembling on the sofa.

Upon asking, she learned that after her mother's afternoon nap, she found an envelope with a blood handprint on her pillow. At this point, Mu Xin realized the severity of the situation. She didn't dare tell the Huang family, and the next morning, the stranger approached her again, demanding Huang Lao's prescription. In the afternoon, he called her and told her to increase the dosage of snakeberry grass from 15g to 16g each time.

With her mother's life in the hands of the stranger, Mu Xin didn't dare resist and had to comply.

Hearing Mu Xin's story, Huang Zhiguo and Huang Zhiquin both had dark expressions. Although Mu Xin was forced, she dared to attempt to murder their father, and this wretch deserved to die!

Just as Huang Zhiguo was about to speak, Zhang Qingyuan suddenly said, "Let's not talk about this for now, wait a moment."

As he spoke, Zhang Qingyuan walked to the nurse, and under her frightened gaze, his hand reached out to Mu Xin's chest.

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