"Jiawen! Don't talk nonsense!"

Qi Jiawen's words hit too wide a target, and even brought the two masters of traditional Chinese medicine in the room with her. Qi Zongsheng, the boss of the Qi family, scolded her in a deep voice.

"Nonsense? Am I talking nonsense? Uncle, have you forgotten how my mother died?"

Qi Jiawen said with a sneer.

The reason why she has such deep resentment against Chinese medicine is that her mother died young because of a misdiagnosis by a quack doctor who delayed the best time for diagnosis and treatment, and that quack doctor was a Chinese medicine doctor.

"That's just a special case. Master Ye's rejuvenation acupuncture technique will definitely save your father!"

Qi Zongsheng, the boss of the Qi family, patiently persuaded Qi Jiawen.

"unnecessary!"

Qi Jiawen said: "I have contacted the world's most famous toxicology expert, Chris. The super antidote he developed can remove all toxins."

"Chris?"

"Super antidote?"

Qi Zongsheng's expression changed.

Because, initially, Chris and the super antidote were the first plan to rescue his second brother Qi Zongwang, but after the Qi family contacted Chris through various connections, Chris directly refused, even if the Qi family promised hundreds of millions of rewards.

After this, the Qi family had to turn their attention to the country and invited Song Qianli.

"How do you know Chris?"

Qi Zongsheng asked Qi Jiawen.

"Chris is the father of my classmate. I only found out yesterday."

Qi Jiawen explained.

"Can he really come?"

Qi Zongsheng asked again.

"If I calculated the time correctly, they have already arrived."

As soon as Qi Jiawen finished speaking, two foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes walked in. The older one was Chris, whom Qi Jiawen said was the world's most famous toxicology expert, and the younger one was Qi Jiawen's classmate Chris.

"Hello, Professor Kesley, this is my father."

Qi Jiawen quickly invited old Chris to the hospital bed.

"Where's his inspection report?"

Traditional Chinese medicine relies on inspection, smell, and examination to judge the condition, while Western medicine relies on examination reports to judge the condition. Old Chris asked Qi Jiawen.

"Here."

Qi Jiawen immediately opened the drawer on the bedside table, took out all the inspection reports in the drawer, and handed them to old Chris.

Old Chris looked through it carefully.

Seeing that Qi Jiawen looked nervous like a prisoner waiting for trial, little Chris comforted her in a low voice: "Dear Wen, don't worry, there is no poison in this world that my father cannot detoxify."

As a classmate, little Chris has always been secretly in love with Qi Jiawen. This time is undoubtedly his best opportunity to show off.

As long as Qi Jiawen's father is out of danger, he will immediately confess to Qi Jiawen.

But at this time, Qi Jiawen didn't have so many messy thoughts. She nodded mechanically and focused all her attention on old Chris.

Finally, after reading all the inspection reports, Old Chris raised his head and said to Qi Jiawen: "No problem, you can use the super antidote I developed."

“It’s really great!”

Qi Jiawen cried with joy.

The next moment, Old Chris took out a super antidote that had been poured into a syringe from the incubator he brought, and was about to inject it into Qi Zongwang.

"If you want your father to die quickly, just let him get the injection!"

Ye Zhentian next to him couldn't stand it anymore and reminded Qi Jiawen in a deep voice.

"Who is he?"

Old Chris frowned and looked at Ye Zhentian.

At first, he thought Ye Zhentian was a family member, but from the tone of his voice, he didn't seem to be.

Afraid that Qi Jiawen would argue again, Qi Zongsheng, the boss of the Qi family, helped explain: "Professor Chris, these are the masters of traditional Chinese medicine we invited here. They were the ones who performed all the previous treatments."

"Traditional Chinese medicine? No wonder Mr. Qi's condition is so serious."

Old Chris curled his lips and said: "Traditional Chinese medicine is all pseudoscience. It can't cure diseases, let alone detoxify. I dare say they don't even understand the basic principles of poisoning."

"Nima..."

Song Qianli swore directly. He wanted to have a good debate with Old Chris, but when he thought that he was really helpless against Qi Zongwang's poison, his momentum instantly weakened.

Compared to Song Qianli, Ye Zhentian was much calmer. He glanced at Old Chris and said, "It seems that you are very confident in your own detoxification method."

"That's natural."

Old Chris replied with pride.

He has been engaged in toxicological research for nearly 40 years, and many of his papers have been included in the top journal "Life" in the field of biology. Any one of them is Nobel Prize-level, and he is the most authoritative expert in this field.

"Since you are so confident, let me ask you, if City Chief Qi is executed by you, will you pay with his life?"

Ye Zhentian defeated Old Chris's army.

"Pay for life? Pay for life for life!"

Old Chris was not afraid at all.

"Then you can start."

Ye Zhentian smiled slightly and stepped aside.

Old Chris confirmed the dosage of the super antidote and found that there was no problem. Then, he found the blood vessel in Qi Zongwang's hand and injected it intravenously.

Soon, the injection was completed.

"Ten minutes, you can wake up in ten minutes at the head of the city."

Putting down the syringe, old Chris pointed to his watch and signaled everyone to wait patiently.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Three minutes.

Qi Zongwang was motionless on the hospital bed.

Four minutes.

Five minutes.

Six minutes.

Qi Zongwang still made no move.

Soon, it was the ten minutes that Old Chris said, and Qi Zongwang was still the same as before, showing no signs of waking up.

"Something is not right!"

Old Chris swallowed secretly.

Just as he was thinking about what went wrong, Qi Jiawen suddenly screamed, "Why is my dad's blood pressure gone? His heartbeat is gone too!"

The ward is equipped with an intensive care unit that can monitor Qi Zongwang's vital signs in real time, but at this moment, all the data has returned to zero, and the ECG has become a straight line.

"Don't panic, there must be something wrong with the monitor, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"

Little Chris, who had absolute confidence in his father, tried to comfort Qi Jiawen.

On the other side, old Chris checked the intensive care unit. After checking it again, he found that all the connections of the monitor were normal. After restarting the machine, all data were still zero.

Old Chris suddenly started to sweat.

He simply connected the intensive care unit to himself, and the numbers on the monitor immediately changed.

"My dad is dead!"

Qi Jiawen watched Old Chris's operation throughout the whole process, and collapsed when she saw the end.

Qi Zongsheng, the eldest son of the Qi family next to him, also reacted. He rushed to the hospital bed and tested the breathing of his second brother Qi Zongwang, but there was no breathing. He also tested the pulse, but there was no pulse.

In other words, the intensive care unit did not lie, and the person was really dead.

"How could this happen? How could this happen?"

The reason why Qi Zongsheng allowed Old Chris to inject his second brother Qi Zongwang was actually because he believed in Old Chris's strength, but the result was very different from what he imagined.

"I don't know, I don't know either."

Old Chris's brain was in confusion. He had read all the examination reports. It was obvious that he was prescribing the right medicine, so why did Qi Zongwang die after just one injection?

Simply unbelievable.

The Qi family members outside heard the commotion and rushed in. When they learned that Qi Zongwang was dead, there was a burst of crying in the house.

"I remember that someone promised just now that he would pay with his life if he were to die. I don't know if he still remembers it..."
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