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Before Zhan Jingting even left the hotel, he had Jiang Dong call the "Ghost Hand Doctor" to come over.

To save time, they headed towards Wutong Bay to meet up with the "Ghost Hand Doctor".

The two cars met on the road and stopped directly on the side of the road.

The legendary healer rushed over and took the pulse of the unconscious Qiao Wanwan.

"Grandpa, how is she?" Zhan Jingting's handsome face was tense. "Wen Lijing said that Wanwan took poison. What kind of poison is it?"

The Ghostly Doctor didn't speak, but took out a silver needle and pricked Qiao Wanwan's finger, squeezing out a drop of blood, which he tasted with the tip of his tongue.

"Wanwan is not poisoned."

"What medication did she take?"

"Yes." The Ghost Hand Doctor said solemnly, "She's not dead yet, but you could also say she's dead."

Zhan Jingting froze. "What do you mean by that?"

"She took a drug that makes people sleep indefinitely, no different from the living dead."

Zhan Jingting shuddered violently, "Why...why did this happen...why did she have to bear all of this alone..."

"Master Zhan." Jiang Dong, sitting in the passenger seat, handed over an envelope. "This is a letter from Madam to you."

Zhan Jingting looked up at him in disbelief!

"Master Zhan, I'm sorry." Jiang Dong lowered his head. "I'm truly sorry..."

“This is not the time to talk about these things,” said the Ghost Hand Doctor. “Jing Ting, I need to give Wanwan a further examination immediately.”

To avoid frightening the elderly and children in the family, Zhan Jingting took Qiao Wanwan to one of their villas.

Qiao Wanwan lay quietly on the bed, looking almost asleep except for her pale face.

Zhan Jingting sat on the edge of the bed and slowly opened the envelope...