The moment the ebony bracelet landed in the palm of the hand, wisps of spiritual energy emanated from it and scattered in the air with the movement.

Zhang Fan maintained a calm expression on the surface, but secretly he was breathing in spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy was pure, just a tiny bit, and Zhang Fan's dantian instantly became hot, as if he had taken a qi-replenishing pill.

He was right; this was indeed a good thing to help with spiritual practice.

A glint flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes, but his face remained expressionless as he said calmly, "Let me take your pulse first."

The diagnosis of a disease involves observation, listening, questioning, and palpation. With Zhang Fan's current abilities, he can diagnose simple ailments with just one glance.

For complex illnesses, Zhang Fan, to be on the safe side, still went through all the procedures.

Zhang Fan rested his hand on Zhao Lin's wrist, his brows furrowing more and more.

Zhao Lin's heart sank deeper and deeper with Zhang Fan's expression. Was he really beyond saving?

Zhang Fan: "You've been poisoned."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lin's eyes welled up with tears: "You are the first doctor to say this. They all say I have a mental illness."

Several years ago, his health started to deteriorate, and despite undergoing all the necessary tests, the cause could not be determined.

Every checkup showed he was healthy, but only he knew that his health was deteriorating.

He would cough up blood from time to time. After a series of examinations, the doctor said that his condition fell under the scope of the psychology department, which infuriated him.

He had already thought he was going to die and was thinking about what would happen after he passed away.

Unexpectedly, while he was discussing business, he passed by an antique shop and immediately took a liking to this bracelet.

Coincidentally, after he started wearing the bracelet, although his physical functions were declining, the rate of deterioration slowed down, which allowed him to hold on for a few more years.

He went to see a doctor, who said he was in good health and didn't even have the three highs (high blood pressure, high blood sugar, and high cholesterol) that are common among the elderly.

Gradually, he began to wonder if he had a mental problem.

Many people swindled him out of a lot of money under the guise of health and wellness treatments, which is why he became cautious.

Zhao Lin's trip to various districts and counties to investigate potential development projects was actually an attempt to find any wandering miracle doctors.

Unexpectedly, he actually encountered it.

Zhang Fan was the first person to realize that he wouldn't live much longer.

They even said his problem wasn't psychological, but rather poisoning.

How could he not be excited?

Zhao Lin grabbed Zhang Fan's hands, his voice trembling with excitement: "Miracle doctor, is there any hope for me?"

Zhang Fan withdrew his hand and told the truth: "You were poisoned by the long-lost Seven Flower Powder, which is made from seven kinds of poisonous flowers and has forty-nine possible combinations."

"The dosage and order of each drug are different, and the antidote will be different as well. If there is a slight error, it will not only fail to detoxify, but will also accelerate the onset of poisoning."

"I can only analyze which seven poisonous flowers were used. I can't concoct an antidote yet. Without an antidote, you will be poisoned tonight."

Zhao Lin was struck dumb, his whole body went limp and he slumped into the chair, his eyes glazed over.

Zhang Fan: "But you ate the rockfish..."

Zhao Lin's eyes focused instantly, his expectant gaze fixed on Zhang Afan: "Does that mean I don't have to die?"

Zhang Fan shook his head: "You can live for three more days, but three days from now at midnight will be your death day."

Zhao Lin suddenly laughed, his eyes filled with bitterness.

He finally found the reason for his health problems, only to learn of his impending death.

Although he had a premonition, the doctors all said he wasn't sick, and he still hoped they were right.

Zhao Lin looked dejected, his shoulders slumped, and he seemed to have aged several years in an instant.

Zhang Fan: "However, I can extend your life by three months. If we can find the formula during this time, the poison will be cured."

Zhao Lin instantly became excited, stood up abruptly, and said, "Divine Doctor, give me the prescription now, and I'll go get the medicine."

Zhang Fan: "This medicine is quite complicated, and only I can refine it. Come find me here in three days."

As Zhao Lin left, Huang Yan and the others kept their probing gazes fixed on the two of them.

It's unclear what the two said, but it was obvious that Zhao Lin treated Zhang Fan with respect.

Those who knew the inside story had their pupils widen in shock upon seeing the ebony in Zhang Fan's palm.

Zhao Lin was actually willing to give away the ebony wood.

They previously thought Zhao Lin was showing off by going out with a bracelet worth hundreds of thousands of yuan.

Now she deeply regrets it, wishing she had brought her valuables with her so she could have gotten closer to Dr. Zhang more quickly.

A glint flashed in Huang Yan's eyes as he moved closer to Zhao Lin, his face full of concern: "Old Zhao, are you sick?"

Zhao Lin shook his head: "No."

Huang Yan suddenly laughed and said, "It's great that you're not sick."

Zhao Lin ignored Huang Yan and focused on saying goodbye to Zhang Fan. The others were also very enthusiastic and respectful towards Zhang Fan.

Huang Yan was rather cold towards Zhang Fan, only offering a polite greeting.

Bai Rou'er's car was still stuck in traffic, and Zhang Fan was going to buy medicine, so he could just drive away.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhang Fan got into the car, Wei Luo jumped out from the side and shouted at Zhao Lin, "You'll die if you eat the stone rock fish!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces darkened instantly. How dare they slander Doctor Zhang! Just as they were about to erupt in anger, Zhao Lin spoke with a half-smile: "What makes you say such a thing?"

Wei Luo glanced smugly at Bai Rou'er and Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan's rock fish had all been poisoned. If he revealed the truth, Zhao Lin and the others would definitely thank him for saving their lives. This time, Ke Lai Restaurant would have no chance of turning things around.

"To be honest, I went to the countryside a few days ago to buy some things. It was so hot that I thought I could take a bath in the river. When I saw that all the rockfish were floating belly up, I also saw a pesticide bottle next to them, so I knew that the fish had been poisoned."

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