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Chapter 394 Exposed
"I always thought that doctors only needed to consider their medical skills when treating patients, but I didn't know that their school of thought also mattered," Dr. Zhong said, flicking his sleeve. "Since the old lady is unwilling for me to treat her, I will not force her. I will take my leave now!"

Jin Ge stopped him, "Dr. Zhong, please wait!"

Dr. Zhong kept walking, and Jin Ge quickly stepped forward to stop him, saying, "Please forgive me, Dr. Zhong, my grandmother is just worried and confused."

Dr. Zhong snorted coldly.

Jin Ge pleaded with Old Madam Jin, “Grandmother, since autumn, Grandfather’s health has become increasingly weak. The family physician can only prescribe some health-preserving and restorative remedies. I originally wanted to invite another famous doctor for Grandfather. Doctor Zhong is a kind-hearted doctor who is willing to treat Grandfather. How can we turn away Doctor Zhong because of our personal grudge with Princess Zhaoshan?”

Madam Jin's expression was displeased. "What if your grandfather's condition worsens after being treated by him?"

"Impossible!" Dr. Zhong interrupted. "If that were true, I would never practice medicine again!"

Having said that, it would arouse suspicion if she didn't agree, so Madam Jin had no choice but to agree.

Dr. Zhong walked to the bedside, took the patient's pulse for a moment, and said calmly, "Prepare for the worst!"

Jin Ge was shocked. Why were they already preparing for his death? The family physician had said with certainty that as long as he survived this autumn, his grandfather's health would greatly improve.

"The elderly should avoid taking strong tonics, especially those who are already weak. This is because they cannot tolerate strong tonics," Dr. Zhong stood up. "Old Master Jin has been taking tonics for many years. If he were to suddenly increase the dosage, it would be no different from taking poison."

The head steward was both shocked and furious. "The old doctor means that the medicine the old master was taking has been tampered with."

“Nine times out of ten,” Dr. Zhong stroked his beard. “To be sure, we still need to examine the dregs of the medicine.”

The steward immediately ordered, "Quickly bring the dregs of the medicine!"

The pharmacy manager personally brought the dregs of the medicine to Dr. Zhong, who examined them and said, "The dregs are fine."

The pharmacy manager narrowly escaped death, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Since the dregs of the medicine are not the problem, then the problem lies in Old Master Jin's daily diet.

But that's impossible. Since autumn, every meal the old master has eaten has been prepared by the trusted cook in the main courtyard's small kitchen, and he has personally inspected every ingredient. There must be no problem.

The steward quickly considered Old Master Jin's daily diet. Besides his regular meals, what the old master ate every day was...

The steward suddenly looked up at Madam Jin.

Grandma Jin sat in a chair, closed her eyes, and chanted Buddhist scriptures to pray for blessings.

The steward looked away and said, "Please, Dr. Zhong, save my old master."

"The old man's health is severely depleted, and I am powerless to save him."

Madam Jin couldn't help but smile.

"However, as long as the old master persists in receiving acupuncture and medication, I can guarantee that he will live a long and healthy life this year."

Madam Jin paused in her grip on the Buddhist prayer beads.

The steward was overjoyed, "Please, esteemed doctor, quickly prescribe the medicine and administer the acupuncture!"

Doctor Zhong took the medicine box from the apprentice, took out silver needles, and said to everyone, "Everyone, get out. For the next ten days, no one except me and the steward is allowed to enter the house."

The steward treated Dr. Zhong's words as gospel and immediately asked everyone in the room to leave.

Granny Yang helped Old Madam Jin back to her courtyard and, dismissing the servants, anxiously asked, "Old Madam, what should we do?"

Madam Jin tried to hold back, but she couldn't help but throw the prayer beads in her hand to the ground. "What a fine Princess Zhaoshan is!"

Her original plan was flawless. Once Old Master Jin died, she would naturally take over Old Master Jin's courtyard, find the account books he had hidden, and then find an opportunity to get rid of Jin Ge and the woman in the backyard. The Yang family would then be able to completely extricate themselves from the situation.

Unexpectedly, all efforts were in vain.

"The best course of action now is to seize the account books and that woman before the old master wakes up." That way, even if the old master Jin finds out everything, as long as the Yang family doesn't fall, he won't be able to touch her.

"Come closer," said Madam Jin.

After listening attentively, Granny Yang nodded emphatically and hurriedly went to make arrangements.

Three days later, late at night.

A dark figure stealthily ran along the corner of the wall to the woodpile in the kitchen, casually picked up a piece of firewood, quietly walked behind the night watchwoman, knocked her unconscious, lit the firewood near the bottom of the pot, and then threw the burning firewood into the woodpile.

A dry pile of firewood will quickly catch fire when exposed to an open flame.

"Help! There's a fire!" The night patrol servant shouted anxiously upon seeing the flames.

The quiet Jin mansion was awakened, and the guards and servants hurriedly put on their clothes, grabbed containers, and searched everywhere for water to put out the fire.

Before the fire in the main kitchen was extinguished, several other courtyards in the Jin residence also caught fire.

The masters of the Jin family rushed out of the house, still in shock, and looked at the raging fire in the dark night. They frantically directed their servants to put out the fire while urging them to go into the storeroom and retrieve the valuables.

That's the largest warehouse in the Jin family!
The servants stood outside the storeroom, not daring to go in no matter how much their masters scolded them.

It wasn't until the beams of the warehouse collapsed from the fire that the masters of the Jin family finally gave up hope.

Just as the Jin residence was in chaos, a dark figure crept towards the main courtyard, skillfully lit the firewood pile in the small kitchen, hid in the shadows and seized the opportunity to appear amidst the chaos, joining in to extinguish the fire.

Seeing that the fire was about to spread to the courtyard where Old Master Jin lived, the steward of the main courtyard quickly arranged for people to move Old Master Jin out. Then, he walked quickly into the study alone, pressed the button on the secret compartment of the study, and took out the account books.

Seeing this, the shadowy figure lying in the dark outside the study quietly crouched at the doorway. When the steward came out, the figure raised the stick in its hand and struck the steward hard on the head.

Whoosh!
A sharp arrow pierced the air, striking the shadowy figure's wrist.

The shadowy figure cried out in pain, unable to bear it any longer.

The Jin family assassins, who had been hiding outside the courtyard, jumped into the courtyard, grabbed the shadowy figure, and without saying a word dislocated his arm and jaw. Then, they carried him like a piece of junk to a secluded courtyard of the Jin family.

"Master, the arsonist has been caught."

The shadowy figure trembled with fear.

Old Master Jin sat on the couch, his face pale. He slightly raised his chin, and the assassin grabbed the shadowy figure's chin and lifted the figure's head.

"It's you," Old Master Jin coughed for a long time, "I trusted you so much, but you betrayed me. It really breaks my heart."

"I want to know, what benefits did the person behind this offer you to betray me?"

The assassin examined the shadowy figure's teeth, knocked out the one embedded with poison, and then placed it on the shadowy figure's jaw.

The dark figure spat out a mouthful of blood, "Master, spare my life! This servant had no choice!"

Grandpa Jin remained silent.

The assassin lifted the shadowy figure's arm and slowly crushed the bones.

The shadowy figure's mouth was tightly covered by the assassin's hand, yet he still couldn't help but let out painful whimpers.

"Your grandson is also a promising student, but what if he lost his right hand..."

The assassin released his grip, and the dark figure kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy, "Master, please have mercy! Please don't implicate my family!"

"Who ordered it?"

The figure in the shadows lowered his head. "It's the old lady."