vrcanaries Chapter 284: Is it possible to tell what kind of poison was used?
Chapter 284: Is it possible to tell what kind of poison was used?
"Are you injured on your leg?"
Zhou Lin nodded slightly, "It's really nothing serious. It's been almost a month, and I'm almost fully recovered now."
Ning Shutong said this as he put away his hand that was taking his pulse.
However, he didn't seem to fully believe what Zhou Lin said, and then he said, "Let me see the wound."
Zhou Lin quickly withdrew his hand and responded, "There's really no need to bother. The military doctor will change my dressings on time every day, and I'll be fully recovered soon."
Despite this, Ning Shutong's movements were extremely agile. As soon as Zhou Lin finished speaking, he quickly pressed down on the calf of Zhou Lin's left leg.
In an instant, a sharp pain came over him, and Zhou Lin couldn't help but gasp.
Seeing this, Ning Shutong finally let go of his hand, but he did not give up.
He quickly pulled out several slender silver needles from the medicine box beside him, then said to Zhou Lin with a serious face, "If you still want to save your leg, let me examine it. Otherwise, I will have to return to the capital immediately and tell An Ning the truth, saying that it was you who insisted on refusing treatment."
When Zhou Lin heard that Ning Shutong had moved out Shen Chuning, his originally reluctant expression instantly became somewhat helpless.
Finally, he reluctantly rolled up his left trouser leg.
When the calf area was exposed, it could be seen that the skin did appear to have healed completely, but surprisingly, the entire area was a large dark blue color.
Ning Shutong saw this and without saying anything stretched out his fingers and gently pressed the area around the black and blue area. At the same time, he could actually clearly feel liquid flowing slowly inside.
Then, he raised his head and stared straight at Zhou Lin, "Is this what you meant by 'it's almost healed'?"
Zhou Lin, however, seemed a little unsure at this moment. He mumbled softly as he explained, "It's... the skin has already healed. The reason it's a little dark is because you caught a cold after the injury, which prevented the blood from dissipating. As long as you recuperate for a while, it will be fine."
Ning Shutong completely ignored Zhou Lin without saying a word. He only saw him slowly put the silver needle in his hand into his pocket with an expressionless face.
Then, his slender and flexible fingers reached out to the medicine box and took out a slender knife from it.
Without any hesitation, he raised the knife and slashed it straight at Zhou Lin's leg.
In an instant, a cut suddenly appeared, and a stream of thick, inky black blood gushed out like an arrow.
Seeing this, Zhou Lin clenched his fists tightly. His knuckles turned slightly white due to excessive force.
He endured the pain and glared at Ning Shutong fiercely, "If it weren't for the fact that you were sent by An Ning, what you just did to this general would be enough to kill you several times over!"
However, facing Zhou Lin's threat, Ning Shutong remained remarkably calm and composed, even responding with a hint of contempt, "If I really die, I'm afraid you won't live long either. This way, we can go to the underworld together. It's like having company, and I won't suffer any loss at all."
After saying that, he completely ignored Zhou Lin's anger and pain, picked up the knife again, and without hesitation turned over the flesh at the cut that had just been made.
He looked around and seemed dissatisfied with what he saw.
So he put down the knife and picked up the scraper beside him. He carefully inserted it deep into the knife wound and began to scrape out the disgusting rotten flesh again and again.
At this moment, Ning Shutong inadvertently caught a glimpse of the beads of cold sweat that kept appearing on Zhou Lin's forehead.
He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said jokingly, "There's no one else here. If the pain is unbearable, just scream out, or just stuff a piece of white cloth in your mouth. I won't laugh at you anyway."
Hearing this, Zhou Lin was so angry that his whole body was shaking, but he still clenched his teeth and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "I... can... hold it in! Hurry up!"
At this moment, Zhou Lin's face was as pale as paper, and every word he said seemed to be spoken with all his strength.
Ning Shutong examined Zhou Lin's injuries in detail. "Fortunately, your leg was frostbitten after the injury. Otherwise, after such a long time, the poison would have penetrated deep into your bone marrow. Even if a Daluo Jinxian came, I'm afraid it would be too late to save you."
Hearing this, Zhou Lin couldn't help but frown and asked suspiciously, "According to you, I was poisoned?"
Ning Shutong nodded seriously, then added: "If I hadn't arrived here in time, you definitely wouldn't have survived more than three months in your current condition."
Zhou Lin's expression grew increasingly serious upon hearing this, and he quickly pressed on, "In your opinion, how was the poison administered?"
Ning Shutong lowered his head and carefully examined the wound on Zhou Lin's leg, then replied thoughtfully, "Either you were poisoned when you were injured, or the doctor who treated you later tampered with it."
However, Zhou Lin shook his head. "It's impossible that it was done by a military doctor. Doctor Chen followed my grandfather through battles decades ago. He's a trusted member of our Zhou family. He wouldn't do such a treacherous act."
Having said that, Zhou Lin couldn't help but think of the incident with Ji Anbang. Didn't this person also follow his grandfather through life and death for decades?
Who would have expected that he would betray at the last moment? It's really chilling.
"Maybe we can tell what poison was used?"