"Old Sir Cheng has been poisoned."
"Poisoned?"
Chi Youyou exclaid, "Wasn’t it said that it was a heart issue? How did it beco poisoning?"
"Long-term use of chronic poison has caused his heart to fail, leading to heart failure."
"Long-term use of chronic poison!"
Listening to Yun Zhi’s explanation, she felt her head swell to twice its size. Wasn’t this a plot from television dramas or novels?
So, Old Sir Cheng has been poisoned all along!
She knew the horrors of wealthy families but didn’t expect things to be so terrifying.
"Wouldn’t it be detected during the exams?"
Yun Zhi imdiately figured it out. Although she was very skilled, were the other doctors so incapable?
Or was it...
There’s sothing hidden in this!
Yun Zhi shook her head, "It’s hard to say. If it’s assud to be a regular heart issue during check-ups, it might not be found. But if blood tests or other exams were done, theoretically, so issues should have been detected. However, most wouldn’t suspect poisoning. Another possibility is..."
"The doctor was bribed!"
She whispered in shock.
"Can it still be cured?"
"Yes, but the process will be lengthy. I need to first identify the poison to prescribe the right antidote."
She took a syringe from her small dicine box and drew several vials of blood, "Actually, detoxifying is quite straightforward, but since the old man is aged with years of poison accumulated in his body, his organs are failing. It will take a while to nurse him back to health."
"Why isn’t he waking up much of the ti?"
"He can only rely on sleep to maintain his body now; waking up consus too much energy."
Chi Youyou nodded in partial understanding, "Sister Yun Zhi, let’s not talk about this matter outside for now. We still don’t know whether the people outside are friends or foes."
Yun Zhi nodded.
Initially, they thought it was the second house acting, but for the second house to directly ask Yun Zhi not to treat Old Sir Cheng, with such thoughts openly displayed, was it really possible for them to plot a chronic poisoning?
It seed unlikely!
Could it be the third house?
The third house, being frail and not competitive, had the most fitting character to endure silently, suitable for plotting chronic poisoning.
But it was also known that the third house had a good relationship with Old Sir Cheng, who also took good care of this younger brother; the brotherly bond was deep between them.
"This is too complicated!"
Chi Youyou scratched her head, her temples throbbing with tension.
At that mont, several cars stopped downstairs, and through a small gap in the window, sounds of commotion could be heard from below.
The two exchanged glances and opened the window a bit more.
"A patient’s room must be kept clean, let the morning sunshine in, don’t keep the curtains drawn, making it airtight."
"Got it!"
As Yun Zhi reminded, she and Chi Youyou opened the door of the ward, where a maid stood outside, and upon seeing them, imdiately ca forward.
Chi Youyou relayed Yun Zhi’s words, reminding them not to keep the room so dark, as living in such an environnt could suffocate soone into illness!
Soon after they finished their reminder, the elevator dinged, and a crowd erged, led by Cheng Shihuai, followed by other mbers of the Cheng Family.
"Doctor Yun, my father..."
Yun Zhi shook her head helplessly, "Your father’s condition is much more severe than I expected, we need to conduct another thorough examination."
"Does that an... there’s no hope?"
Soone from the crowd asked, sparking a buzzing conversation in the corridor.
Yun Zhi glanced around, her expression growing colder.
"The patient needs peace and quiet."
A few simple words and the corridor fell silent.
Indeed, Yun Zhi’s stern look had an air of intimidation.
Chi Youyou stood beside Yun Zhi, and the two made a contrasting pair, with Chi Youyou resembling a delicate porcelain doll, adorable and gentle.
As they say, there’s no harm without comparison. In the corridor, everyone felt Chi Youyou was so cute!
Unaware of the change in atmosphere, she pouted and approached Cheng Shihuai.
"Uncle, what Doctor Yun ans is that Grandfather’s condition, though severe, is hopeful!"
"Really?"
"Of course, Uncle, don’t worry."
Chi Youyou gave Yun Zhi a look, as they had already planned to let everyone know that Old Sir Cheng could be treated.
They were no longer waiting around; they wanted to catch the big fish behind this quickly!
"No wonder it’s Yun! All the other doctors said Old Sir Cheng was beyond hope!"
"Yeah, it’s good that there is still hope for him!"
"Is Yun really confident? Could she just be holding onto hope for her reputation?"
"Keep your voice down, it’s Yun after all!"
The group continued their discussions as they descended the stairs.
"Youyou, you’re truly our Cheng Family’s lucky star!"
Cheng Shihuai, imrsed in the joy of a turn in Old Sir Cheng’s condition, felt even more indebted to Chi Youyou; without her, how could Yun return to the Cheng Family?
No one else knew, but he did, that his wife had offended Yun.
He even went to see Yun personally yesterday, only to be rejected outright by her.
But now she returned because of Chi Youyou.
The two acted as if they had never t before.
He understood, it was all because of Chi Youyou, and he had always liked this niece, and now more than ever, he was overjoyed.
She’s truly the Cheng Family’s lucky star!
Cheng Ruosheng and Chi Dayi were downstairs chatting with Mr. Wilson.
"I didn’t expect Mr. Chi to also be an agricultural expert!"
"You flatter , I’m just a simple farr, growing vegetables at ho."
Chi Dayi laughed, scratching his head modestly.
Seeing him, Zhou Junyi felt vexed; he was just a country bumpkin!
"Sister-in-law, don’t underestimate him, his daughter knows Yun!"
Cheng Yun poured herself a glass of champagne and laughed, happy to see Zhou Junyi displeased.
Zhou Junyi glared at her, wanting to snap back, but the elevator arrived, and seeing Cheng Shihuai, she quickly composed herself and welcod him with a smile.
"Shihuai, how is it?"
"There’s hope."
He didn’t say much, just those two words, and everyone in the hall understood.
Cheng Ruosheng, excited, grabbed Chi Dayi’s hand, tears welling up in his eyes.
There’s still hope!
"Shihuai! People! Shihuai! How is my elder brother?"
At that mont, an elder with white hair hurriedly entered from the door, followed by others running to prevent him from falling.
"How is it? Soone say sothing!"
The newcor was none other than the head of the second house of the Cheng family, Cheng Hongkang.
User Comments
0 comments from readers