Chapter 559 The net of Heaven is vast, and though its meshes are wide, nothing escapes it.

When all eyes were on him, Tao Xiangjun gritted his teeth and continued, "Twenty-six years ago, when I was still working for the Wen family, I was diagnosed with uremia. I thought I was beyond saving, but unexpectedly, Wen Zirou came to me at this time and promised to cure my illness on the condition that I go to the Imperial Academy and steal a poison called 'Hundred-Year-Old Heartbreak Grass'!"

“I didn’t know what the poison was for. I was so desperate to live that I listened to her. But shortly after I got the poison, I heard the news of Miss Wen Zhiyi’s death. Like everyone else, I thought that my great-aunt’s death was due to a difficult childbirth or an accident. But then… I overheard Wen Zirou’s conversation with someone else and realized that it wasn’t that simple. My great-aunt was poisoned to death by this poisonous plant!”

These words caused a great stir, and the people in the clinic were outraged.

"Was my great-aunt really poisoned to death by this poisonous plant?"

"It's a century-old heartbreak herb! This woman is so vicious!"

Uncle De from the medicine department glared at the person from the acupuncture department, then looked at Tao Xiangjun angrily: "You say you stole the herb, so you stole it? You say your great-aunt was poisoned by the heartbreak herb, so she was poisoned by the heartbreak herb? You can't just rely on your words for everything?!"

Tao Xiangjun sneered, "I, Master Tao, am a respected figure in the underworld. Why would I lie to you? I dare to say this because I have solid evidence!"

He picked up his phone as he spoke.

As if guessing what he was going to do, Wen Zirou, who was not far away, disregarded her own status, broke free from Wen Luoyun's support, and rushed over to snatch the phone.

Murong Ting was prepared. The moment she lunged at him, he shielded Tao Xiangjun and pushed Wen Zirou to Wen Zhengning's side, saying sarcastically, "What's the rush, Second Madam Wen? Let's take a look at the evidence first."

Wen Zirou trembled: "The recording is fake, it's all fabricated!"

Kong Wange chimed in with an "Oh?" and then said at the opportune moment, "It hasn't even been released yet, and Auntie already knows it's a recording. That's really impressive."

Wen Zirou trembled, her face turned even paler, and she was completely speechless.

Kong Wange gave him a look, and Xiaoxue tugged at Tao Xiangjun's arm.

Tao Xiangjun nodded and pressed the play button in front of everyone, and Wen Zirou's voice rang out—

"Your secret recipe, the Heartbreak Pill, is indeed powerful. I'm glad I didn't let anyone steal the Heartbreak Herb for nothing. Even someone with Wen Zhiyi's medical skills, knowing she was poisoned, was still unable to save her."

"It's just a pity that Wen Zhiyi was poisoned so severely, yet she managed to survive until she gave birth to that little rascal before dying. If the poison hadn't been so potent, we probably wouldn't have been able to deal with her."

The recording ended abruptly here; although it wasn't long, it was enough.

Although twenty years have passed, Wen Zirou's voice has hardly changed. Anyone familiar with her knows that this is her, there's no escaping it.

Everyone present who heard the recording fell silent.

It turns out that my great-aunt was really killed by Wen Zirou back then!

What a vicious and cruel woman she must be!

Qi Shu's eyes were already red.

In the eyes of those who practice acupuncture, Wen Zhiyi's prestige is no less than that of the old patriarch. She is kind and cheerful, and no one in the entire Wen family dislikes her.

How could Wen Zirou bring herself to kill someone like that, using such methods?

You must know that once the poison of the Gelsemium elegans is administered, the poisoned person will feel as if they are being bitten by a hundred insects all over their body, causing unbearable pain. How did Zhiyi endure such pain?

Not to mention, she was pregnant at the time!

He glanced at Wen Zhihan subconsciously, only to see the man who had been holding back his words trembling all over.

The next moment, he leaned on his cane and strode towards Wen Zirou.

Qi Shu was startled and instinctively tried to pull her away, but Wen Zhihan shook him off.

He moved swiftly, and upon getting close, he raised his cane and struck Wen Zirou.

Wen Zirou was unable to dodge in time and was knocked off balance, falling directly to the ground.

Her back was in excruciating pain, and she covered her face in disbelief as she looked at Wen Zhihan: "You...you dare to hit me?"

With red eyes, Wen Zhihan pointed painfully at Wen Zirou on the ground: "You killed my sister, and now you can't even take a slap? I wish I could tear you to pieces!"

"That's right, you vicious woman, you can't even pay with your life!"

"Why wasn't it you who died?!"

"You'll stop at nothing for your own selfish gain. The people who should get out of the Wen family have never been from our Needle Pulse, but you!"

Those in the acupuncture and moxibustion line hated them to death, and those in the medicine line also remained silent.

Even if they were from the pharmaceutical industry, they could not refute the irrefutable evidence.

Moreover, the person who was murdered was Wen Zhiyi. Although the acupuncture and medicine practitioners had always been at odds, in terms of medical talent alone, back then, no one in the entire Wen family dared to disagree with her when her name was mentioned.

Uncle De had watched Wen Zirou grow up, and he gritted his teeth, wanting to say something, but was pulled by an old manager from the medicine shop beside him: "De Cai, the recording is right here, there's nothing more to say."

He glanced at Wen Zirou on the ground and shook his head, saying, "Zirou killed the young lady. Today's situation is her own fault. Let's not get involved in this mess. The acupuncture and medicine schools can compete, but if someone poisons another for temporary power, it violates ancestral teachings and cannot be forgiven."

Uncle De's lips trembled, and he couldn't speak.

Seeing that no one was on Wen Zirou's side anymore, Kong Wange looked down at Wen Zirou, who needed to lean on Wen Zhengning to stand up straight, her brows furrowed with a chilling expression: "Now that things have come to this, do you have anything else to say?"

"Even if she really has something to say, let her go to the station and talk to the police." Murong Ting looked at the completely broken Wen Zirou in a cold voice, his expression equally icy: "Although more than 20 years have passed, the net of justice is wide and its meshes are fine, yet nothing escapes it. Wen Zirou, it's time for you to pay the price for what you've done."

Hearing what sounded like distant sirens, Wen Zirou finally began to feel afraid.

For over twenty years, she had painstakingly kept it hidden. She thought the matter had long been buried by time, but unexpectedly, it was exposed in public one day!

She looked at Tao Xiangjun, her face pale and trembling, and said, "Why did you do this? You were an accomplice in what happened back then. If you tell the truth, you won't escape prison!"

Tao Xiangjun laughed loudly: "Do you think I have anything to fear now? My life is worthless, but if I can take you, this poisonous woman, down with me before I die, it's worth it!"

Xiaoxue clung to his arm and bit her lip: "Dad..."

Tao Xiangjun patted her hand reassuringly: "Don't be afraid, this is all your father's sin that he should atone for. We promised we wouldn't be sad, okay?"

Xiaoxue nodded with red eyes.

On the ground, Wen Zirou knew there was absolutely no way to turn things around, so she could only plead with Wen Zhengning, "Brother, please save me, I don't want to be taken away by the police..."