Zhuang Zidong looked rather uneasy. It's not something to be proud of for a grown man to be unable to have children; it means he's lost his male dignity.
Ye Qingqing frowned and asked, "Is the Second Young Master in the same situation?"
"Yes." Zhuang Shicheng nodded, a hint of worry in his eyes. Even the richest man couldn't remain calm when it came to the important matter of the family's incense offerings.
Ye Qingqing was even more puzzled. How unlucky it must be that neither of her two sons could have children. But it seemed that the Zhuang brothers were indeed unwell. She took their pulses again and finally detected a slight disordered pulse, sometimes present and sometimes absent.
Do you usually feel uncomfortable anywhere?
Zhuang Zidong shook his head. "I don't feel anything. It's the same as before. I exercise to relax after work."
After a pause, as if remembering something, he smiled and said, "My back hasn't been very good these past few years. Maybe it's because I'm getting old, but I always feel soreness in my back and waist."
"Let me see."
Ye Qingqing asked Zhuang Zidong to take off his clothes, exposing his lower back. At first glance, there was nothing unusual, but she soon noticed that the skin on his lower back was slightly bluish, which was different from the fair skin around it.
She pressed on the bluish spot without using too much force, but Zhuang Zidong groaned. Ye Qingqing pressed harder and pressed again, and Zhuang Zidong cried out even louder, with sweat beading on his forehead.
"Does it usually hurt here?"
"Yes, it's a soreness and swelling, I've never felt pain like that before." Zhuang Zidong was also surprised; it felt like he was being pricked with needles, it hurt terribly.
"This kid's been poisoned, you idiot!" Pipi couldn't help but exclaim from inside the space.
It was obvious that the symptoms were caused by poisoning. It could tell at a glance. The female master was touching the man all over, she was definitely trying to take advantage of him. Humph!
"Do you understand the four diagnostic methods of physiotherapy? If you keep nagging, I'll cut off your food supply," Ye Qingqing scolded irritably. Pipi scoffed and obediently shut up.
Actually, when Ye Qingqing saw the bluish discoloration on Zhuang Zidong's lower back, she guessed that he had been poisoned. But she wanted to know more, so she pressed the acupoints on his lower back. Sure enough, it caused severe pain, indicating that Zhuang Zidong was deeply poisoned, which explained why he couldn't have children.
Moreover, Ye Qingqing had a sense of familiarity; the person who poisoned her must be someone she knew.
"He's been poisoned," Ye Qingqing confirmed.
Both Zhuang Shicheng and his son were delighted. This young girl was indeed their benefactor. She could tell at a glance that the patient was poisoned, unlike other doctors who couldn't find the cause of the illness even after a long time.
"Can Doctor Ye cure the poison?" Zhuang Shicheng immediately changed his form of address.
Ye Qingqing shook her head and honestly said, "Not for now. I don't even know what kind of poison it is. I need time."
Lu Mo observed coldly, clearly seeing the expressions and eyes of the father and son. With a guess in mind, he asked directly, "You knew all along that it was poisoning, didn't you?"
The Zhuang father and son looked slightly embarrassed. Their earlier probing was indeed not very honorable. Zhuang Zidong sincerely apologized, "I was being petty. I've experienced countless disappointments over the past ten years... Sigh, please forgive me!"
Although Ye Qingqing understood the feelings of the Zhuang father and son, she still felt a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, she had figured out the poisoning and hadn't lost face, but she would definitely not be polite about the consultation fee.
"Since you know you've been poisoned, you must also know who poisoned you, right?"
Zhuang Shicheng nodded, "Yes, all I know is that his surname is Yin, and he's from the mainland..."
Ye Qingqing's heart pounded. Forgetting all manners, she interrupted him and asked, "Is the 'yin' in 'yin and yang' called 'yin yu'?"
She should have realized it sooner. Yin Yu used poison to control many wealthy people. Zhuang Shicheng was the richest man. Such a big piece of meat, how could Yin Laogui miss it?
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