Zhao Guangtao was naturally pleased to hear that Su Ruojin was going to visit Zhao Tingyi.
Even if this incident hadn't happened, he still planned to send someone to Da Chu to bring Xiao Jin over to take care of his grandson.
Su Ruojin arrived at Zhao Tingyi's courtyard, where the servants were all carefully selected by Zhao Guangtao and were extremely loyal.
Zhao Tingyi, who was in a coma, had not seen the sun for many years, so his skin was somewhat pale. However, because the servants often wiped his body, turned him over, and massaged him, there were no other major problems with his health.
Su Ruojin took Zhao Tingyi's pulse, her eyes narrowing and revealing a chilling aura.
"Grand Uncle, what did the doctors who treated my cousin say before?"
"The doctors all say he hit his head and there's a blood clot in his brain. When he'll wake up is up to fate," Zhao Guangtao said, coughing incessantly.
Zhao Jingning quickly poured him a glass of water.
"Is that what the imperial physicians in the palace said as well?"
Zhao Jingning answered for Zhao Guangtao: "Yes, we consulted all the imperial physicians in the palace, and they all said the same thing."
With the Zhao family's wealth in Yunqi, hiring a royal physician would not be difficult.
"Xiao Jin, is something wrong?" Zhao Guangtao noticed something was amiss.
Su Ruojin didn't answer Zhao Guangtao, but instead carefully searched through Zhao Tingyi's hair.
The other three looked at her with suspicion, wondering what she was looking for, but no one asked, they just stared at her nervously.
Only Yanluo frowned.
The young lady's actions seemed familiar. Three years ago, a man came to the Heavenly Medicine Pavilion seeking medical treatment behind his father's back, and the young lady searched through that man's hair in the same way.
Sure enough, after a short while, Su Ruojin's eyes lit up, "Yanluo, tweezers."
"Miss, here you go." Yanluo hurriedly handed the tweezers to the young lady.
Su Ruojin took the tweezers and started fiddling with something on Zhao Tingyi's head.
After a while, Su Ruojin slowly used tweezers to remove a silver needle, which was not much thicker than a hair, from Zhao Tingyi's head.
The entire silver needle was about half the length of a chopstick.
The three of them stared wide-eyed.
Zhao Jingning exclaimed in surprise, "What is this?"
Yan Luo stood to the side holding a white handkerchief, making it easier for Su Ruojin to place the silver needles she had taken out on the handkerchief.
Just as everyone was wondering what it was, Su Ruojin took out a second silver needle from Zhao Tingyi's head.
The third one, the fourth one...
Su Ruojin stopped after she had removed five silver needles.
Looking at the five silver needles on the handkerchief, Zhao Guangtao trembled slightly.
Who would have thought that Zhao Tingyi would have five silver needles in his head?
The silver needles are so thin and long, and they're hidden in the hair. If you weren't looking for them with a specific purpose, who would have noticed them?
"Jin-mei, what... what is this? How did it end up in my brother's head?" Zhao Jingning burst into tears when she saw the five needles.
If there are five needles in someone's head, can that person still live?
She and her elder brother had a close relationship since childhood. Since her brother fell into a coma, Zhao Jingning had been traveling all over Yunqi, sparing no expense to find famous doctors to treat her brother.
With so many renowned doctors, it's astonishing that no one noticed the five needles in the elder brother's head.
Zhao Jingning felt somewhat guilty, wondering what kind of quack doctors she had consulted before, which had delayed her brother's treatment.
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