But we all respect the facts and won’t be like you who don’t understand anything and just talk without any proof.”

"Young man, so many of our alchemists have diagnosed that Patriarch Meng has not been poisoned."

Another old woman also said.

Ling Yun did not argue with these people.

He looked at Meng Tang: "Chief Meng, from my judgment, you were injured in the back, and the date of injury was twenty days ago.

For the first three days, you only have a dull pain in your back. From the fourth to the tenth day, the pain spreads to your chest, and you also experience discomfort in your heart, especially when you lie down, your breathing is suppressed.

From the eleventh day to now, the pain has spread throughout the body. You can no longer lie down on your back, but can only lie on your side. After you stand up, you feel dizzy..." "How do you know?"

Meng Tang's pupils shrank sharply and he stared at Ling Yun.

He told other alchemists about these symptoms and pain.

But he didn't say anything about being unable to lie down or feeling dizzy when he stood up.

Mainly he is worried about being taken advantage of.

If others knew that he couldn't even get up, he would probably be assassinated.
Chapter completed!