Ji Zhi immediately turned on the phone's recorder, and Zhao Shuang's voice came through: "My dad's health won't hold up for much longer. I'll give you 500,000 yuan. Leave this city and live somewhere else."
He felt that Zhao Shuang's words were not quite right, so to be on the safe side, he chose to record them, and kept the herbal jelly, hiding not far away.
Upon hearing that he had been slandered, he immediately jumped out.
With irrefutable evidence, Zhao Shuang had no way to deny it. His face turned pale, his legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground, hugging Zhao Lin's leg: "Dad, you only have me as your son, you can't do this to me!"
Zhao Lin kicked Zhao Shuang away: "I don't have a son like you!"
Zhao Shuang pleaded desperately, but Zhao Lin remained unmoved and even kicked Zhao Shuang a few times.
One of the kicks was so powerful that Zhao Shuang was sent flying a meter, her head hitting the corner of the wall and instantly opening up a gash from which blood gushed out.
Zhao Shuang suddenly stopped begging for mercy, her resentful eyes fixed on Zhao Lin, a stream of blood meandering down her face, making her look particularly gruesome.
After all, he had raised this child for twenty years, and Zhao Lin felt a little reluctant to part with him, so he subconsciously reached out his hand.
"Enough! You old geezer!" Zhao Shuang sneered. "If you're poisoned, just go and die! Why are you making such a fuss about finding a doctor?"
Zhao Lin's pupils dilated in shock, his mouth agape, unable to believe his ears.
Zhao Shuang gritted her teeth: "You supported me for your own face, but you always make excuses when I ask you to buy a car, and you cut off my credit card at the slightest thing!"
Zhao Shuang is not Zhao Lin's biological child, but the orphan of one of Zhao Lin's sworn brothers.
Zhao Lin clutched his chest: "All you ever do is eat, drink, and have fun. I was just trying to motivate you."
Zhang Fan: "What is the order of the seven poisonous flowers?"
Zhao Shuang grinned maliciously, revealing his bloody gums, which was particularly chilling: "If you're so capable, go find it yourself."
He destroyed that recipe long ago, and the turtle jelly was also overturned. No one in the world can solve it.
He stared intently at Zhang Fan's face, wanting to see Zhang Fan looking worried. If it weren't for Zhang Fan, his plan would have succeeded long ago.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Fan showed no sign of worry. He simply had Ji Zhi take the box containing the herbal jelly and held it to his nose to sniff it.
Zhang Fan looked worried, but his brow relaxed, and he seemed to understand perfectly: "I understand."
Zhang Fan named the seven poisonous flowers and stated their order of appearance.
Zhao Shuang's pupils widened; "Impossible! This medicine is colorless and odorless, how could you possibly smell it? I destroyed the prescription, there's no way you could know it!"
But in fact, Zhang Fan was right.
Zhang Fan: "You should know the saying that there are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding."
Zhao Lin asked with delight, "Dr. Zhang, can you concoct an antidote?"
Zhang Fan: "I'm sorry, but the turtle jelly contains Rehmannia glutinosa, which overlaps with Qihua San. I can't smell the dosage, so I can't develop an antidote in a short time."
The herbal jelly contained Qihua San (a traditional Chinese medicine).
This was a meticulously planned murder, killing two birds with one stone: eliminating Zhao Lin and imprisoning Zhang Fan, who had cured Zhao Lin.
Zhao Shuang is a spoiled brat who likes to go out and play all the time and is often not at home.
Upon learning that Zhao Lin had been poisoned and that someone had poisoned him, he immediately rushed home.
Looking at Zhao Shuang, who cared so much for him, Zhao Lin felt gratified, thinking that his child had finally grown up.
Zhao Shuang offered to accompany him to the Lai Ke Lai Restaurant. They set off in the early morning and were hungry in the morning.
On the way, they came across a shop selling turtle jelly. Zhao Lin said he was hungry, so Ji Zhi got out of the car and bought four servings. After eating the turtle jelly, the group set off.
While handing out the herbal jelly, Zhao Shuang secretly poisoned it.
Upon arriving at the Kelai Restaurant, Zhao Lin suddenly collapsed from the poison as soon as he got out of the car.
Then came the confrontation with Qintuo and others.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Shuang laughed loudly, "Hahaha, Zhao Lin, you'll still die in the end! If you want me to take care of you in your final days, you'll have to give me the money."
The unrestrained laughter didn't last long before Zhao Shuang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Bai Rou'er screamed in fright and clung to Zhang Fan's arm, refusing to let go.
Zhang Fan glanced at him and calmly said, "He won't die for now. Making poison will produce toxic gas, so he won't live for more than six months."
Zhao Lin was overwhelmed with emotion: "You're going to die too."
Zhao Shuang, her eyes filled with panic and helplessness, yanked her hair violently, screaming at the top of her lungs, "Ah—"
Bai Rou'er was puzzled; "They're both biological father and son, how could they turn out like this over money?"
It's obvious that all the money in the house will be his in the future.
Zhang Fan: "They are not biological father and son."
Zhao Lin looked at Zhang Fan with admiration: "As expected of Dr. Zhang, he can even do paternity tests."
Zhang Fan touched his nose sheepishly; he hadn't figured it out by sight, but by divination.
Bai Rou'er looked at Zhao Lin, then at Zhao Shuang. Their facial features were extremely similar, so no one would doubt their relationship.
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Zhao Lin's face as he lowered his voice and said, "I am in poor health and cannot have children, so I adopted an orphan who looks like me from an orphanage."
Just then, Chen Yao spoke up: "Young Master... Zhao Shuang owes a lot of money."
Although Zhao Lin did not give any instructions, as a secretary, she was very good at reading people's expressions and understanding what her boss was thinking and what he was anxious about.
After learning that Zhao Shuang was the one who poisoned the food, she immediately hired a private investigator to investigate Zhao Shuang's motives.
It turns out that Zhao Shuang had a wild life, driving race cars, going to bars, playing around with women, and gambling.
In just two years, he accumulated a gambling debt of five million.
He asked Zhao Lin for money, but Zhao Lin, wanting to push him to improve himself, cut off his credit card instead.
Threatened with death by loan sharks and driven to desperation, he even contemplated murder for their money.
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