Finally, Dong Huiying withdrew her hand and exchanged a glance with the old lady.
She let out a deep sigh, feeling a sincere sense of relief.
Fortunately, she came, and fortunately, she understood medical skill; this ability was not meant to save the world, but for those closely connected to her.
She was genuinely grateful for having this skill; otherwise, over the years, she would have been at a loss on many matters.
Dong Huiying signaled to the old lady—let's talk outside.
The old lady silently followed her out.
...
"You are poisoned."
Dong Huiying did not hide the matter; she directly revealed it.
The old lady clenched her hands, looking calm.
She had already detected something unusual by observing Dong Huiying's expression during the earlier observations and had mentally prepared herself.
But even without surprise, the old lady's face looked grim.
All those who were by her side were her trusted and closest confidants, people she absolutely trusted.
