Chapter 105 The First Meeting of the Swapped Grandfather and Grandson



Chapter 105 The First Meeting of the Swapped Grandfather and Grandson

Kong Wange's eyes reddened slightly: "Grandpa, please don't say that. Let me treat you first. You'll definitely get better."

Kong Chi, standing nearby, also said earnestly, "Great-Grandpa, you must trust Mommy's medical skills. Mommy is Chanyi!"

The old man smiled with emotion and said, "Alright, I believe you, but I don't believe in Chanyi, I believe in Xiaoge'er."

Murong Ting said from the side, "Grandpa, let Kong Wange take a look at you quickly."

The old man gave him a disapproving look: "You clueless bastard, what man calls his wife by her full name? It's Wan Ge."

Murong Ting felt a chill run down his spine.

Seeing his face as red as a playing card, the old man glared at him and said, "You greenhorn, if it weren't for your grandfather taking charge, I doubt you would still be able to find a wife by now."

He then turned to Kong Wange and said gently, "Little Ge'er, this brat has intelligence but no emotional intelligence, so you should be more tolerant of him. If he makes you unhappy, tell Grandpa, and Grandpa will stand up for you. Sigh, I'm an old man, and I know my own body all too well, so you don't need to feel too burdened."

Kong Wange comforted him, "Grandpa, you don't need to worry about our affairs. Let me take your pulse first."

The old man snorted and pointed at Murong Ting: "It's only because Xiao Ge'er is protecting you, otherwise I would have beaten you out!"

Murong Ting: "..."

Kong Wange placed three fingers on the old man's wrist, carefully feeling it.

After a moment, she frowned and opened her eyes: "Grandpa, what did you feel when you had an attack?"

"Nausea, headache, rapid heartbeat, and in severe cases, hallucinations may occur."

Kong Wange got up again, examined the old man's eyes and tongue, and then fell silent.

Upon seeing this, Murong Ting frowned and asked, "What illness? Can it be cured?"

Kong Wange didn't reply, but sighed softly: "Grandpa, tell me in detail about your diet and medication over the past two years."

The old man paused slightly, then described in detail that his life was very disciplined and there were basically no problems.

Kong Wange thought for a moment and said, "Would it be convenient for you to show me the medicine you usually take?"

The old man waved his hand, and soon the butler brought out all the medicine.

Kong Wange carefully picked up each medicine on the table and examined it for a while. After a moment, she stopped in front of two small bottles.

One bottle contained medicine for sprains and bruises, while the other contained oral medication without a name.

She unscrewed the first bottle, smelled it, and turned to ask, "How long has the old man been using this medicine for sprains and bruises?"

The butler quickly replied, "The old master has arthritis, which flares up whenever it's cloudy or rainy. This medicine was sent by the second master, and it works very well. He's been using it for almost a year now."

Kong Wange picked up the second bottle of oral medicine, smelled it, and asked, "What about this one?"

The butler glanced at the old man on the bed, and seeing that he didn't intend to stop him, he told the truth: "Less than half a year."

Kong Wange nodded, then looked around the room and walked to a long table.

She picked up the incense burner from the table.

The incense burner seemed to have been unlit for a long time; it was covered with a little ash, but still smelled of lingering fragrance.

Before she could ask, the housekeeper spoke up, "The old master has trouble sleeping. This incense was sent over by the second master; it's very effective in calming the nerves and helping him sleep."

Kong Wange put the incense burner back in its original place, clutched the two bottles of medicine, walked back to the bedside, and said calmly to Murong Ting, "Grandpa's condition is not illness, but poisoning."

Murong Ting frowned and asked, "Poisoned?"

Kong Wange placed the small medicine bottle on the bedside table: "Grandpa must have known about the poisoning long ago, right?"

Murong Ting was stunned, and suddenly turned to look at the old man on the bed.

Murong Yuan closed his eyes, his expression somber.

After a long pause, he opened his eyes, sighed, and slowly said, "Actually, I only found out about this a year ago."

"You really know..." Murong Ting's expression faltered slightly.

The old man sighed again: "A year ago, an old friend I hadn't seen for many years came to visit me. He had been a traditional Chinese medicine doctor all his life. After examining me, he said that my condition was poisoning. However, his medical skills were limited. He could see that I was poisoned, but he couldn't cure it. He could only roughly prepare a prescription to suppress the toxins."

He exclaimed, "I'm so glad I had his prescription; otherwise, I probably wouldn't have woken up after my last attack."

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent.

After a long pause, Murong Ting asked, his eyes red, "Who poisoned me?"

The old man fell silent and didn't say anything more.

Kong Wange breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's your second uncle."

Murong Ting was taken aback, then realized that his second uncle was truly ruthless in order to force the old man to change his will.

He then asked with suspicion, "Could there be something wrong with that calming incense? But the servants often go in and out of the old man's room, why haven't they been poisoned?"

"Because your second uncle's poison was administered extremely cleverly."

Kong Wange picked up the bottle of liniment for sprains and bruises from the bedside table: "The core ingredient of this medicine for treating arthritis is Arisaema heterophyllum. Although this herb itself contains toxins, it is harmless when used externally in small amounts."

As she spoke, she turned around and picked up the incense burner again: "The incense that the old man used contained white gardenia maple. White gardenia maple is fine to use on its own, but once it comes into contact with North Star, it will enhance the medicinal properties of North Star. On the surface, Grandpa thinks that this medicine for treating arthritis is effective, but in reality, he has already been poisoned by North Star."

"After being poisoned by this North Star, there are no symptoms at first, but it will slowly corrode a person's internal organs. Since the kidneys are mainly responsible for detoxification, over time, the kidneys will bear the heaviest burden. Therefore, when you go to the hospital for a check-up, you will find that the internal organs are damaged, especially the kidneys."

She picked up another bottle of internal medicine: "The antidote that Grandpa's friend concocted uses the core ingredient of Podophyllum hexandrum. Although this herb can cure most poisons, it is not the right treatment and can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause. It was only after seeing this medicine that I deduced that Grandpa might already know that he had been poisoned."

As Murong Yuan listened to Kong Wange's slow explanation, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Little Ge'er, your medical skills are just as good as your mother's!"

After hearing this, Murong Ting clenched his fists and turned to look at the old man: "You knew all along that your second uncle poisoned you, yet you still tolerated it?"

Murong Yuan looked away and said awkwardly, "Where did I condone it? Didn't I stop using the incense and medicine after I found out?"

"You know that's not what I meant!" Murong Ting instinctively raised his voice.

The old man glared at him: "Then what do you expect me to do? He is still your second uncle, the son of me, Murong Yuan!"

Murong Yuan's eyes reddened, and he trembled slightly as he said, "Your father was exceptionally gifted from a young age, and I devoted myself to nurturing him, but I neglected your second uncle's feelings. By the time I realized your second uncle had gone astray, it was too late. Over the years, he has ended up in this state, and I bear a heavy responsibility for it..."

The old man choked up slightly. Seeing this, Kong Wange went over and patted the old man on the back: "Grandpa, don't think too much. Don't take all the blame on yourself. Second Uncle is an adult and should take responsibility for his mistakes. Your priority is to get well soon."

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