Lin Yue'er still couldn't accept the fact. Just a month ago, her father was perfectly healthy. How could he suddenly deteriorate and die within such a short span of time?
It was too strange, too bizarre.
She thought again of Lu Ming's words, of the blackened silver needle.
Perhaps, maybe, Lu Ming's words were true?
Lin Yue'er's gaze towards Qiao Kemin changed, no longer trusting her as before.
"Hmph!"
Lin Yue'er snorted coldly and ran out directly.
"Yue'er, where are you going?" Qiao Kemin asked from behind.
Lin Yue'er didn't answer. She ran out of the door, crossed the street, and burst into the burger joint across the road. Her eyes immediately fell on Lu Ming, who was sitting there drinking an iced cola.
Before she could speak, Lu Ming spoke first, "Your dad coughed up blood?"
Lin Yue'er was greatly shocked.
Lu Ming was sitting right here, hadn't seen anything, yet he knew exactly what was happening? How did he manage that?
"You... how did you know?" Lin Yue'er asked in surprise.
Lu Ming smiled, "If you don't have the skill, don't take on the job. If I didn't have this little ability, would I dare to show off at the Lin family's place? Your father was poisoned. This poison is very special. The dosage is very light; it can't be detected when mixed into food normally. However, with long-term consumption, the 'illness' will gradually worsen, eventually leading to deterioration and a bloody death."
So, everything was within Lu Ming's calculations.
Lin Yue'er said, "Then hurry and save my dad!"
Lu Ming nodded, "Okay."
After finishing his last sip of cola, Lu Ming placed a 100 yuan bill on the table and said loudly, "Boss, I'm paying. No need for change."
Then, he followed Lin Yue'er to Lin Yangdong's bedroom.
As soon as they entered the bedroom, they saw blood all over the floor and smelled a foul odor.
Lin Yangdong was on the brink of death.
Lu Ming calmly brought a chair, sat by the bed, and began to undress Lin Yangdong to check his pulse.
Tan Wei, standing nearby, was dumbfounded.
He questioned, "Who are you?"
Lu Ming replied concisely, "A doctor, here to treat Director Lin."
Tan Wei heard this and burst into laughter. He said to Lin Yue'er, "Yue'er, you really don't believe me. But do you need to drag in a swindler like Lu Ming?"
Lin Yue'er remained silent.
She had no choice now but to place all her hope in Lu Ming.
Tan Wei sneered, "Fine, I'd like to see how you bring a dead man back to life!"
Next.
Lu Ming took out a set of silver needles and began to insert them all over Lin Yangdong's body, guiding the flow of blood. He then made a small incision on the index fingers of both of Lin Yangdong's hands.
He channeled the blood to the index fingertips, allowing the poisonous blood to slowly drain out.
The entire process was executed flawlessly, leaving onlookers in awe! This level of acupuncture skill alone was far beyond that of an ordinary doctor.
Watching the black blood drain out bit by bit, Lin Yue'er's confidence in Lu Ming grew even stronger.
Ten minutes later.
A miracle truly happened. Everyone saw that Lin Yangdong, who had already been declared dead, miraculously took a breath!
He was alive!
Lin Yue'er was so happy she could cry.
However, Qiao Kemin's face was clouded with gloom; she didn't look happy at all.
Even more exaggerated was Tan Wei.
He jumped up as if his foot had been stepped on, shouting, "Swindler, I won't allow you to desecrate Director Lin's corpse! Director Lin is dead, he should rest in peace. You're not allowed to mess around!"
Tan Wei made a move to push Lu Ming away.
However, his clumsy attempts were nothing in Lu Ming's eyes.
Lu Ming didn't even glance at him and kicked Tan Wei's lower leg. Tan Wei yelped in pain, his entire shin bone seemingly broken, writhing on the ground in agony.
This scene left Lin Yue'er utterly bewildered.
"This... what's going on?" Lin Yue'er scratched her head dumbly.
Lu Ming continued to administer acupuncture and said, "Your father was not poisoned by an ordinary toxin. Ordinary people couldn't obtain it. Even if they did, they wouldn't have the ability to ensure the correct dosage each time. Only someone well-versed in medicine could administer the poison long-term without being detected."
A few words were enough to enlighten Lin Yue'er.
Lin Yangdong was poisoned, and Tan Wei, his personal doctor, had never discovered it?
This was simply impossible!
The only explanation was that Tan Wei was the one who administered the poison!
Tan Wei was proficient in pharmacology and was Lin Yangdong's personal doctor, allowing him to ensure the correct dosage each time and discreetly conceal the poisoning.
This also explained why Tan Wei had tried to prevent Lu Ming from saving him.
But...
Lin Yue'er frowned slightly. What was Tan Wei's motive for poisoning?
Furthermore, wasn't Qiao Kemin always in charge of the food?
Lin Yue'er looked at Qiao Kemin again. Seeing her nervous and uneasy demeanor, Lin Yue'er understood in an instant.
The culprits weren't one, but two!
Lin Yue'er pointed at Qiao Kemin and yelled, "You colluded with Tan Wei to poison my dad!"
The two of them, one responsible for obtaining the poison and preparing the dosage, the other for administering it into the food, had worked together seamlessly.
If Lu Ming hadn't appeared, they would have succeeded.
The scheme was exposed.
Qiao Kemin collapsed onto the ground with a thud, wailing, "I didn't want to! It was all Tan Wei who incited me. He said that if I killed your father, I could inherit all the assets. He devised the plan for me, and after it was done, I just had to give him a hundred million."
Lin Yue'er grew angrier with each word, "So, your usual gentleness and kindness were all an act. My father loved you so much, and I trusted you so much. You're actually a heartless vixen!"
Qiao Kemin burst into tears.
Crying, she crawled to Lin Yue'er, grabbed her leg, and sobbed, "Yue'er, I know I was wrong. I'm a scoundrel, I was confused. I shouldn't have done such a wicked thing. I don't dare to beg for your forgiveness. I just hope you still recognize me as your stepmother and will visit me in prison."
As she spoke, Qiao Kemin hugged Lin Yue'er tightly.
At this moment, taking advantage of Lin Yue'er's distraction, Qiao Kemin suddenly grabbed a fruit knife from the table and lunged it towards Lin Yue'er's back.
She wanted to kill Lin Yue'er!
Her tears were all fake!
Qiao Kemin laughed maniacally, "You wretched slut, I'll kill you first, then kill your dad and that quack doctor. All your Lin family's fortune will be mine!"
Lin Yue'er froze, her mind a complete blank.
She never imagined that a person's heart could be so vicious.
The knife was less than a finger's width from her back. There was no way to dodge it; death seemed inevitable for Lin Yue'er.
At the critical moment.
Lu Ming flicked his hand forcefully, and a silver needle shot out. With a 'whizz,' it pierced the air and struck the fruit knife.
A small silver needle, imbued with immense force, actually knocked the fruit knife out of Qiao Kemin's hand and sent it flying!
Bang!!!
With a loud crash, the fruit knife embedded itself in the wall.
Lin Yue'er had been saved.