Alert! Miracle doctor released from prison

Chen Huo scoffed at Zhou Jingxing's threats.

What ability does a mere old Chinese medicine doctor who knows nothing about martial arts have to not give up?

It was just something he said in a fit of anger and embarrassment.

Things have developed to this point, and it seems we can't leave things unexplained.

Chen Huo didn't bother arguing with her and instead focused his gaze on Zhao Yuechun.

"Master Zhao, your father has been framed."

"Calculation?"

Zhao Yuechun was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then shook his head and said, "Do you mean my father was poisoned?"

"That's one way to put it. In short, someone doesn't want him to live."

"Impossible! I conducted a poison test immediately after my father fell into a coma, and there were no signs of poisoning. Besides, who in the Zhao family would dare to poison the old man? There's absolutely no way that could happen!"

Zhao Yuechun shook his head and said with certainty.

Zhou Jingxing shook his head upon hearing this, and said with certainty:

"That's right, when I examined the patient's pulse, I didn't find any signs of poisoning! You're talking nonsense! If the patient were poisoned, how could so many people not be able to tell?"

Others at the scene who had taken the patient's pulse also chimed in.

"Nonsense! How come I didn't notice any poisoning in the patients?"

"That's utter nonsense! How can you just spout such things?"

"You young man, you're really going too far!"

"..."

Chen Huo snorted coldly upon hearing this.

"If you haven't found anything, it's because you're all quacks."

These words immediately caused an uproar at the scene.

All the doctors were condemning Chen Huo.

The Western doctors standing at the door were also rebuking him, unanimously agreeing that Chen Huo was talking nonsense. Even Chen Yuanshan frowned, clearly not agreeing with Chen Huo's statement.

Chen Huo remained calm and ignored the crowd's questions.

"Alright, quiet!"

Zhao Yuechun gave a low shout, his expression grave, and said, "Nephew Chen Huo, do you know what saying such things means? I hope you have something to say, and not just spout nonsense!"

The former head of the Zhao family, his father, was poisoned at the Zhao family headquarters, which means that there has been a defection within the family, and this traitor is very likely to be a core member of the family!

Because ordinary people can't get in touch with the old man.

If this is true, the Zhao family will inevitably face a major purge.

It might even lead to war with other families.

The matter can be big or small.

Chen Yuanshan also reminded him, "Chen Huo, you can't say things like that carelessly."

Chen Huo remained calm and said nothing more, directly asking, "Patriarch Zhao, I ask you, before the patient fell into a coma, did he frequently drink porridge cooked with galangal?"

"You know that?"

Zhao Yuechun was somewhat surprised to hear this.

His father's meals were taken care of by a special person. Although the menu was not exactly a secret, it was difficult for ordinary people to get access to it. He had investigated Chen Huo's background and found that he had been forced to come to the capital by Chen Yuanshan through various means. It was impossible for him to have inquired about this matter in advance.

The Chen family might be able to find out about this.

However, the Zhao family and the Chen family are currently in a honeymoon period of cooperation, so they wouldn't do something so foolish.

In other words, Chen Huo's conclusion was drawn through pulse diagnosis.

Even though Zhao Yuechun didn't know much about traditional Chinese medicine, he knew that being able to do this was no small feat.

Zhou Jingxing and the others looked at Chen Huo in astonishment upon hearing this.

It's clear from Zhao Yuechun's words that Chen Huo was right.

Based on this skill alone, Chen Huo far surpasses them.

But they still refused to believe it.

Even those of them who have been deeply involved in traditional Chinese medicine for decades couldn't see it, so how did Chen Huo figure it out? This is simply outrageous!

Chen Huo continued:

"Generally speaking, bitter-tasting medicinal herbs are cold in nature, but galangal is an exception. It is bitter but hot, and is a pure yang herb. It has the effect of warming the stomach and dispelling cold, and treating stomach pain caused by cold."

"As people age, their Yang energy decreases, and their spleen and stomach become weak and cold. It's normal for them to take galangal. However, there are many other medicinal herbs that taste bitter but have Yin-cold properties!"

Zhao Yuechun understood what Chen Huo meant.

With his brows furrowed, he spoke as he pondered:

"You mean, someone replaced galangal with herbs that have a cold or yin nature? That's unlikely; doing that would be easily discovered. Besides, other herbs with a cold or yin nature taste quite different from galangal."

It must be said that Zhao Yuechun is quite capable to be the head of the Zhao family.

They got straight to the point.

Everyone looked at Chen Huo, waiting for an explanation.

Chen Huo said calmly:

"What if we boil Coptis chinensis, which is extremely bitter and cold, clears damp heat, and is most harmful to the spleen and stomach's yang energy, and then add ginger and brown sugar to neutralize the bitterness, and use this water to cook a medicinal porridge made with galangal?"

Zhao Yuechun was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

He didn't understand traditional Chinese medicine, but he felt that this procedure was very likely.

Subconsciously, he looked at Zhou Jingxing.

Zhou Jingxing frowned slightly and remained silent.

But that's the answer.

If it weren't possible, Zhou Jingxing would definitely deny it.

Instead of remaining silent.

Zhao Yuechun's heart sank.

Chen Huo continued:

"Moreover, the patient used galangal to cook porridge, but it wasn't just this one main ingredient, was it? They probably also added ginseng root, which is bitter and astringent, but after neutralizing it with coptis, you can't taste it anymore."

"Of course, Coptis chinensis alone wouldn't have such an effect. Did the patient like to drink Fu brick tea before he died? And he didn't just steep it, he boiled it, which is the way it's drunk in Shaanxi and Gansu."

Zhao Yuechun: "My father does indeed like to drink Fu brick tea, which is common knowledge in Beijing. Are you implying that someone has tampered with the Fu brick tea?"

Chen Huo nodded:

"Fu tea is warm and mild, not cold, and does not harm Yang energy, so there is no problem for patients to drink it. Boiled Fu tea is extremely bitter. If it is mixed with bitter tea soup to neutralize its unique bitterness, can the patient taste the difference?"

Zhao Yuechun shook his head at this point.

"I understand what you mean. Kuding tea is also an extremely cold substance, like poison to my father. But my father has been drinking Fu brick tea for decades; if something else were added, he would definitely be able to taste it!"

Chen Huo smiled slightly upon hearing this: "Patriarch Zhao, it seems you know too little about technology and ruthless methods. Various aromas in food can be faked, let alone tea. For example, flower tea and Longjing tea—you really haven't heard of them?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuechun's expression turned serious.

Compared to counterfeiting, neutralizing the bitterness of Kuding tea couldn't be easier.

Both Coptis chinensis and bitter tea are cold in nature. They may not be a problem for young people, but they can be poisonous for elderly people with insufficient Yang energy.

This is not an exaggeration at all. Just like many young people, they will suffer from severe diarrhea after eating cold or damp foods. His father did indeed have diarrhea for a period of time before he fell into a coma.

Right.

Everything matches up.

But he felt that these alone were not enough to put his father into a coma. If it was really poisoning, then there must have been other methods, otherwise it wouldn't have happened so suddenly.

"These two things alone are not enough to make my father act this way, are they?"

Zhao Yuechun stared intently at Chen Huo and asked with piercing eyes.