Wu Qingjin, observing the expressions and demeanor, felt her heart pounding with anxiety.
"Dr. Wang, what's wrong? Is the situation bad?"
Dr. Wang looked very suspicious. He couldn't help but think of a certain medicine that was very rare and difficult to obtain. So even though the symptoms were similar, he hadn't considered it before.
But now that such obvious symptoms have appeared, he knows he can no longer deceive himself.
The amazing thing about this drug is that it only damages the hands, without affecting other parts of the body. Even renowned doctors have studied it but haven't figured out the triggering mechanism.
In addition, since there is no cure, the medical community generally avoids mentioning it, lest it be publicized and someone suffers without finding a cure.
"Miss, have you come into contact with a certain medicine recently?"
"What medicine? Dr. Wang, please explain more clearly." Recently, Wu Qingjin handled more than one type of medicine.
There was another medicine that was supposed to be used on Miss Liu, but who knew that Miss Liu would be so foolish as to buy a packet of rat poison herself.
"It's a kind of medicine that's applied to the hand, but it's taken with water."
Wu Qingjin stared blankly at Doctor Wang, her face turning pale.
You mean—
Doctor Wang sighed. He didn't want to ask where Wu Qingjin got this medicine from, how she managed to put it on herself, or who was trying to harm her.
None of that matters anymore. What matters is that Wu Qingjin's hands are beyond saving, and her life is ruined.
Wu Qingjin felt an extreme fear rushing through her body and mind. She was sitting on the stool, and she swayed as if she was about to fall.
The maid quickly helped her up.
"No, no, I clearly threw it away, why is my hand like this?" Wu Qingjin stammered, her lips trembling.
Murong Shu stood frozen to the side. She recalled that her hands seemed to be less nimble these days, especially now. She wondered if it was due to Wu Qingjin's influence, but she found it difficult to lift them.
This medicine was intended for Qiao Zhizhi by Wu Qingjin. Why are they both being implicated when she clearly didn't even touch it?
"If, and I mean if, this medicine is only taken in small amounts, what will happen to the hand?" Murong Shu asked with a heart full of unease.
Her condition was much milder than Wu Qingjin's, so it was deduced that even if this medicine was used on her, it wouldn't have been very effective.
"There will be some damage, but it will still retain some function. In any case, it will never be as flexible as it was before. From now on, you can no longer play the zither, chess, calligraphy, or painting." Doctor Wang shook his head. He didn't know about Murong Shu's situation and thought she was asking on behalf of Wu Qingjin.
"What the young lady took wasn't a small amount, but enough—"
An amount sufficient to completely cripple both hands.
Doctor Wang didn't finish his sentence, but Wu Qingjin understood.
Her eyes rolled back, her body arched backward, and she nearly fainted several times.
It's over. Her life is completely over.
She could no longer paint, nor could she choose a suitable family to marry into. She didn't know how much ridicule and hardship awaited her.
When she finally regained her senses, she broke down and cried out, "Dr. Wang, save me! Your medical skills are superb, you must have a way to save me. As long as you save my hand, I will give you as much silver as you want, thousands or tens of thousands of taels. I will also find a husband for your daughter and marry into a noble family to completely change the fate of your whole family."
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