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Wang Qingyuan's face was a little gloomy at this time.

He asked Wang Tian to buy this sandalwood from the medicine store in person. He thought it could cure the old man's insomnia, but he didn't expect it to become a poison that poisoned the old man?

"Where's Wang Tian? Call me Wang Tian."

Wang Qing's chest heaved violently, and his face was extremely ugly.

"Patriarch, it's not good."

Wang Tian quickly walked into the bedroom at this time, his face was full of anxiety.

"Butler Wang, what happened?" Wang Tianyu asked in a deep voice, seeing Wang Tian's flustered look.

"The old man's food from last night is gone. I asked someone to stay here on purpose. Even the old man's vomit last night is gone."

Wang Tian took a deep breath and said with a gloomy face.

"Missing? It seems that there is a ghost in my Wang family."

Wang Qingyuan smiled back with great anger, his eyes were full of coldness.

"Mr. Ye, this is the food record of the old man during this period. I have recorded it in detail."

Wang Tian handed the few pieces of paper in his hand to Ye Chen.

"Wang Tian, ​​what's going on with the purple phoenix in the study and the sandalwood in the bedroom?"

Wang Hui, who was standing aside, stared at Wang Tian and shouted angrily.

"Second young master, what is the purple impatiens? Why can't I understand? Are you talking about the potted plant in the master's study?"

Wang Tian's face was full of doubts, but looking at the expression on Wang Hui's face, he knew something was wrong.

"Wang Tian, ​​you are usually in charge of the master's bedroom. Who put the potted plant in the study there?"

Wang Qingyuan looked at Wang Tian sharply.

"Patriarch, I don't know who put that potted plant. I saw it a while ago, and I thought it was given to the master by some young master or miss."

Looking at Wang Qingyuan's eyes, Wang Tian panicked.

"You don't know? Then what's the matter with this sandalwood? I asked you to buy this sandalwood in the medicinal material store. When did it become the dementor incense?"

Wang Qingyuan held back his anger and looked at Wang Tian with disappointment in his eyes.

Although Wang Qingyuan didn't believe it, all kinds of clues pointed to Wang Tian.

"Third, are you courting death?"

Wang Qingyuan turned his head to look at Wang Jianlong, the coldness in his eyes made Wang Jianlong's mind a little cold.

He could tell that his elder brother was really going to lose his temper.

"This has nothing to do with my dad, and I didn't poison my grandfather. I didn't even know it was a red chrysanthemum. I thought it was an ordinary chrysanthemum. When I bought it, it cost only a few dozen yuan."

At this time, Wang Susu was so anxious that she was about to cry: "I saw that this chrysanthemum was very beautiful, and my grandfather also liked brightly colored flowers, so I bought it for my grandfather. Take care of this chrysanthemum, I didn't know it was poisonous."

Wang Susu was really panicked at this time.

If Ye Chen hadn't personally introduced it, she would never have known that Hongrui Ju had such an effect.

Wang Jianlong frowned, and just about to speak, Ye Chen interrupted him directly.

"I believe what Susu said is true. She shouldn't be the one who poisoned her. Besides, it's just the red chrysanthemum. If there is no poison, the red chrysanthemum is no different from ordinary ornamental flowers."

Ye Chen looked seriously at Wang Susu's anxious eyes, and said.

The human eye is not deceiving, even in the most powerful

Such a sudden accident completely disrupted Zhou Xingchen's plan.

"It's a bit troublesome now." Long Ziyue frowned slightly, and felt a little uneasy in her heart.

But this is the Wang family after all, and they can only be spectators.

"Ye Chen, can you cure the old man's illness?" Su Qingcheng looked at Ye Chen at this time, his eyes were full of strangeness.

For her husband, Su Qingcheng became more and more incomprehensible.

Originally thought that Ye Chen was just good at some medical skills.

I didn't expect Ye Chen's medical skills to be so strong. Even Zhong Hai's many respected medical experts couldn't help him, and even invited Western doctors of medicine, they couldn't treat Mr. Wang's illness.

Ye Chen only had a few needles, and it was effective.

Su Qingcheng didn't know what to say at this time.

"The old man's poisoning is very deep, and it's not a one-day poisoning. It should be a chronic poison. After years of accumulation, it suddenly broke out now."

Ye Chen said in a deep voice: "I need to know exactly how the old man was poisoned and what kind of poison he was poisoned in order to ensure the complete cure of old man Wang's illness."

"You said the old man was not poisoned in the past few days?"

Wang Qingyuan's expression changed, and he looked at Ye Chen sharply.

"As a doctor, I still have some vision. The poison in the old man's body has already penetrated into the internal organs. Even if it is a severe poison, it is impossible to erupt so violently. Besides, the old man lives in the other courtyard of the Wang family. Even if someone wants to poison the poison, it is impossible for the Wang family not to notice it."

Ye Chen said lightly.

Ye Chen opened the wooden box, took out a three-inch long silver needle from the middle, and walked directly to Mr. Wang.

"What are you doing here?"

Hodge looked at Ye Chen who was walking over, and reprimanded him with an unkind expression.

"Of course I treated the old man? Could it be that you can cure him?" Ye Chen said lightly.

"You, a young brat, can cure diseases?" Hodge laughed angrily.

Even he was helpless about Mr. Wang's condition. How dare a young Chinese doctor in his 20s treat patients in front of him?

Ridiculous.

"Patriarch Wang, if I don't take action again, the old man will probably die. At that time, even if you ask the reincarnated genius doctor to take action, you will be powerless."

Ye Chen turned his head to look at Wang Qingyuan, and said calmly.

Wang Qingyuan's breathing froze for a moment, and his expression was a little flustered.

"Patriarch Wang, Ye Chen has a deep knowledge of acupuncture and moxibustion."

Mu Mingtang hesitated for a moment, but still said something for Ye Chen.

Wang Qingyuan took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and nodded to Ye Chen.

With a smile on his face, Ye Chen stretched out his hand to untie the clothes on Mr. Wang's chest.

At this time, the skin on Mr. Wang's body showed a rich black color, which spread from the position of the heart, dyeing the entire chest black.

"Look, this is my Chinese medicine technique."

Ye Chen squinted his eyes, held a three-inch long silver needle, and just pierced Mr. Wang's heart directly.

The next moment, only a section of the three-inch long silver needle was exposed, and all the other silver needles pierced into the heart of Mr. Wang.

Seeing this, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.

"What are you doing kid?"

Wang Jianlong and the others looked at Ye Chen frantically with their eyes wide open.

"Brother Ye, how did my grandfather get poisoned?" Wang Tianyu asked