??Chapter 14: Chapter 13 Poison_1
Chapter 14: Chapter 13 Poison_1
Fifth floor.
“Miss Mu, what do you think of this place?” said Zhou Jiansheng, with a hint of excitent in his voice. The trio had arrived at the building mainly used for Chinese dicine practices and stepped into the clinic.
He was quite satisfied with the place.
Knowing that Mu Lin, with her straightforward personality, prefers a neat and organized environnt, he has arranged the decor and everything else in the room in an orderly manner.
“Not bad.” Mu Lin nodded, looking around.
Indeed, it was not bad. Simple and elegant. Besides a potted plant and so necessary tools on the table, there were no unnecessary items.
She was surprised that Zhou had understood her preferences so well.
Experience truly trumps youth, she thought.
Seeing that Mu Lin was satisfied, Zhou Jiansheng felt even more contented.
Subsequently, the three of them started talking about Chinese dicine, and i Qingyuan found Mu Lin’s knowledge on the subject to be even more profound than his own.
Unknowingly, ti slipped away, and it was almost noon, lunchti.
As they chatted and walked out of the clinic, heading towards the hospital canteen, the lift doors opened and a person almost rushed into them.
“What’s the rush?” Zhou Jiansheng frowned.
“Director,” realizing who he had almost run into, the man stepped back deferentially. He quickly glanced at Zhou Jiansheng, then at Mu Lin and i Qingyuan. His facial expression slightly relaxed.
“Mr. i, I’ve finally found you.” He turned to i Qingyuan.
“What happened?” i Qingyuan asked.
“There is a patient in the ergency room. His mouth is turning black and even his blood has turned dark purple. Dr. Lin suspects poisoning, but despite administering an antidote, there’s been no improvent. The patient looks to be in a serious condition, so when I heard you were around, I was sent to find you.” He breathed a sigh of relief. He had almost missed them.
Upon hearing this, i Qingyuan and Zhou Jiansheng exchanged a glance and imdiately stepped into the lift. “Take us there right away.”
Every second counted in this life-or-death situation.
“Alright,” the man quickly nodded, pressing the elevator button and finally allowing himself to exhale.
With a poison so peculiar, maybe only Chinese dicine could cure it. He hoped it wasn’t too late.
…
Ti stood still for a mont.
“Miss Mu, in your opinion, can the patient be saved?” Out of the blue, i Qingyuan turned towards Mu Lin. The others in the lift were taken aback, not understanding why i Qingyuan would ask her that question.
Given that the patient’s lips were black and his blood had turned purple, this was, presumably, a serious case of poisoning.
With a cold smile, Mu Lin replied, “As long as he is still breathing, I can save him.”
To so, her words might sound arrogant, implying that she was competent enough to save a life on the brink of death, sothing not even i Qingyuan, a leading figure in the world of Chinese dicine, would dare to promise. They wondered who she was to make such a bold claim in front of such eminent individuals.
However, when it ca to poison, Mu Lin wasn’t called the Poison Doctor for no reason. She had her own set of skills.
Upon hearing Mu Lin’s confident claim, both i Qingyuan and Zhou Jiansheng were startled. They knew from their morning discussion that Mu Lin’s dical skills were excellent, but they were still surprised by her boldness.
Could she really perform the miraculous task of bringing soone back from the brink of death?
Despite their astonishnt, they did not doubt her. Perhaps, the reason being, after spending so ti with her and having engaged in discussion, they believed that Mu Lin was not one to brag without substance.
She must have her own genuine skills.
…
Upon reaching the ergency room, they found it surrounded by a crowd of doctors, nurses, patients, and family mbers. Perhaps because of the uniqueness of the patient’s condition, the constant flow of black blood from his lips and the fact that they were aware i Qingyuan had been called, all of them out of either curiosity or anxiety wanted to see if i Qingyuan could save this patient teetering on the brink of death.
“i Qingyuan has arrived.” As the figures of i Qingyuan and Zhou Jiansheng appeared, sharp-eyed bystanders instantly noticed them. However, Mu Lin was completely overlooked.
“It seems to be a serious case if both the Director and i Qingyuan have co down to see it,” whispered soone at the side.
“Indeed, it seems that this man is on his last breath. I wonder if i Qingyuan can save him. If not, he’s surely done for,” another person said, a hint of regret in their voice, but there was also a sense of voyeuristic delight.
“What a waste of a handso young man. It’s a sha indeed to see him dying so young,” comnted another person. Despite the blackness around his mouth and his pitiful condition, it was still apparent that he had a handso and refined appearance.
“All of this is beside the point. What’s more important is, haven’t you noticed the patient’s bodyguards and family? The Zhang Family from J City is not to be trifled with. If this man dies here, it will definitely cause trouble,” added another.
The Zhang Family of J City was a significant and influential clan in the entirety of A Country. Furthermore, the man lying there was a key mber of the Zhang Family. If he died, there definitely would be troubles. No matter what they might say publicly, who knew what they would think privately.
In short, whoever took this responsibility would surely regret it.
“Mr. i, I beg of you to save my son. I’m willing to pay whatever it takes,” said the tear-stricken wealthy lady next to the poison victim. All her poise and elegance had disappeared. If it wasn’t for the man beside her holding onto her, she would have probably collapsed by now.
i Qingyuan walked up to her and, after a routine patient examination, withdrew his hand from her pulse reluctantly, shaking his head, “I’m very sorry, Mrs. Zhang, I can’t help. The poison has spread to his vital organs. There’s nothing we can do.”
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