My Ares Son-in-Law

Qin Fang's once straight back was now hunched over, as if the burdens of life had bent his spine. He leaned against the sofa, his slightly trembling hands tightly gripping the blanket on his knees, which was wrinkled from his grip, as if he was trying his best to fight against the unknown and terrifying force in his body.

What exactly happened to cause a family head who has weathered many storms and possesses considerable strength to be reduced to this state in such a short time?

Xiao Chen's heart was filled with doubt and shock, the doubt surging like a turbulent tide.

Xiao Chen ignored the scrutinizing and wary gazes cast upon him by the armed men around him, gazes like cold arrows trying to pierce through his body and uncover his secrets.

But he didn't care at all, and walked straight to the sofa opposite Qin Fang with firm steps and sat down.

His posture was upright and steady, like an unshakable mountain.

At this moment, a martial artist who appeared to be a squad leader instinctively tried to step forward to stop him.

He leaned forward slightly, and as he took half a step, a hint of hesitation and wariness flashed in his eyes.

But Yang Zheng, who accompanied Xiao Chen in, simply flashed that special ID again. The ID gleamed mysteriously under the light, as if it possessed supreme authority.

At the same time, he swept his gaze across the crowd with a cold look, a look as chilling as the north wind in winter.

The squad leader immediately froze, as if he had been frozen in place by a spell, unable to move.

He reacted quickly, gave a standard and crisp salute, and then silently returned to his original position, his eyes filled with awe and obedience.

"Old Qin,"

Xiao Chen's voice was steady and powerful, like a resounding bell, carrying a reassuring strength.
"Tell me, what exactly happened? Why all this fuss?"

His gaze was fixed on Qin Fang, his eyes filled with concern and expectation, as if waiting for Qin Fang to unveil the mystery.

Qin Fang seemed to have used all his strength to lift his head with difficulty.

His head swayed slightly, as if his heavy head was about to give way.

Then, he forced a smile that was more like a grimace than a cry, a smile as desolate and helpless as a flower withering in winter.

His voice was hoarse, like a broken bellows struggling to operate, each word seeming to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat: "Mr. Xiao...you...you shouldn't have come...this is a calamity for the Qin family, I've caused you trouble...you...you should leave now, let this old man handle this himself..."

His tone was filled with helplessness like a surging tide, yet also with a resolute determination as hard as steel; his heart was filled with the thought that he did not want to implicate Xiao Chen.

"grandfather!"

Qin Lingling could no longer hold back; her emotions erupted like a flood breaking through a dam.

Her voice was trembling with tears, as urgent as an ant on a hot pan.

She suddenly stood up and sat on the armrest of the sofa next to Xiao Chen, as if she could gain more security from him by being closer to him.

Her panicked eyes looked urgently at Xiao Chen, and she said in a very fast voice, "Mr. Xiao, this is what happened! A few days ago, a big shot from Beijing came south for an inspection."

This important figure was extremely busy every day and already had some hidden health problems.

During his journey through the ancient city, his old ailment, like a demon lurking in the shadows, suddenly flared up, causing him extreme discomfort. His face was as pale as paper, large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his body was so weak that he seemed as if a gust of wind could knock him over.

Because this important figure has always trusted our Qin family and knows our reputation and heritage in the ancient city, he chose to recuperate here.

Furthermore, he entrusted our Qin family's highly respected physician to help with the treatment.

That divine doctor is a treasure of our Qin family. His medical skills are superb, and he enjoys a high reputation in the ancient city and even the surrounding areas.

After a careful diagnosis, the miracle doctor prescribed some medicine.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her panicked emotions and to make her voice less trembling, but there was still an undisguised fear in her voice:

"All the medicinal herbs were personally selected by my grandfather and that miracle doctor."

They carefully examined and selected the medicinal herbs from the pile, as if guarding a precious treasure, leaving no detail overlooked.

Afterwards, he personally checked the information, looking as serious as if he were checking a vital secret concerning life and death.

Moreover, I checked it three times!

I remember it clearly: the prescription absolutely did not contain "black bamboo vine," a highly poisonous ingredient!
"Black bamboo vine" is extremely poisonous. If ingested by mistake, the consequences would be unimaginable. How could we possibly put it in a prescription?
But... but I don't know which link in the chain went wrong and caused a fatal problem!
It was like a huge rock suddenly being thrown into a calm lake, shattering all the tranquility.

Not long after that important person took the medicine, the poison took effect.

His face turned ashen instantly, his lips turned bluish-purple, and his body trembled violently; he was on the verge of death!
Now, the entire Qin family is in a huge crisis. The people who came with them have surrounded the Qin family so tightly that they seem to want to devour the Qin family alive.

Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in his originally deep eyes like a sharp lightning bolt.

His gaze sharpened and hardened, as if it could pierce through the chaos and reveal the truth behind it all.

The matter is already quite obvious: in this seemingly ordinary process of preparing medicinal herbs, someone must have tampered with some part of the process.

The mastermind behind it all was like a cunning ghost, silently and stealthily switching the medicinal herbs, plunging the Qin family into this irrecoverable predicament.

The Qin family has been rooted in this ancient city for many years, and has always acted cautiously and valued their reputation.

Unless they collectively lost their minds and were consumed by mad thoughts, there was absolutely no way they would be so foolish as to poison a prominent figure from the capital.

After all, poisoning such a person is like dropping a giant bomb on a calm lake, which will inevitably cause a huge upheaval and completely submerge the Qin family.

As for who did it and what methods they used, it's not very meaningful to investigate further at this point.

Time is of the essence; every second feels like a ticking time bomb. The most urgent task is to salvage this uncontrollable situation and pull the Qin family back from the brink of disaster.

Although the Qin family has never explicitly revealed the identity of that "big shot," the current scene offers a glimpse into it.

Inside and outside the Qin family mansion, armed personnel were on high alert, fully armed, their eyes scanning the surroundings warily, as if the slightest disturbance could trigger a major battle.

The tense atmosphere, like the oppressive calm before a storm, made it hard to breathe. (End of Chapter)