Ning Zhe and Ning Chun were stunned when they heard the diagnosis.

The sound of the metal clanging could be heard amidst the silence.

Jiahui added meaningfully, “It’s not an accidental poisoning, right?”

Ning Chun cried out, “Who did it?”

Jiahui rolled her eyes. “How would we know?”

Ning Chun hurriedly apologized. “I’m sorry.”

Ning Zhe, on the other hand, was quite calm. He looked at Song Ning and asked, “What kind of poison is it? What are the effects? Can it be detoxified?”

Song Ning placed her hand on Ning Zhe’s wrist again to check his pulse. Then, she said calmly, “Go back and check your tea set. Maybe you’ll be able to extract traces of the poison. The effects are like what you’re experiencing now. If you didn’t discover it in time and the poisoning continues, you’ll eventually suffer from heart, kidney, and liver failure. You might even present symptoms of a heart attack or cerebral infarction. You’ll have shortness of breath and anxiety. Your vision will go back more often than not. You’ll be easily agitated, and you’ll also have trouble sleeping at night. In the early stages, it’ll seem like a cause of over-exhaustion.”

Ning Chun’s eyes widened. “The family doctor and the doctor at this hospital said that. They said he’s over-exhausted.” His eyes reddened as he said through clenched teeth, “Are they trying to kill someone without a trace? This is too ruthless and vicious.”

Ning Chun’s voice trembled slightly when he spoke.

Song Ning was familiar with Ning Chun’s personality so she said calmly, “If I were you, I’d keep this a secret for now. Even if you can’t find the culprit, you have to find the method of poisoning. Otherwise, you won’t even know how you died.”

Ning Chun was shocked.

Ning Zhe said, “Listen to Ning Xia. Ning Chun, return to the house and get the tea set from my study. Tell them that I’m used to using my tea set. As for the tests, change them once they come out. Don’t let anyone find out about this at all.”

“Understood,” Ning Chun hurriedly replied.

After Song Ning withdrew her hand, Ning Zhe looked at her and asked, “Ning Xia, can I still be saved?”

Ning Zhe’s voice was slightly shaky. Faced with life and death, who would not be afraid?

Song Ning said calmly, “It’s not that serious. The discovery is quite timely.”

Ning Zhe and Ning Chun heaved a huge sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Ning Chun’s eyes were moist as he said, “Young Miss, it’s all thanks to you. Otherwise, I wouldn’t…”

Ning Chun could not finish his sentence.

Song Ning frowned before she looked at Jiahui and asked, “What should we do?”

Jiahui understood Song Ning. She turned to Ning Chun and asked, “We can prescribe an antidote. Do you have a place to decoct the medicine?”

What Jiahui meant to ask was if they knew who poisoned Ning Zhe, and if it was possible for Ning Zhe to take the antidote without alerting the culprit.

Ning Chun quickly nodded. “I’ll think of a way, I’ll think of a way. Miss, please prescribe the antidote.”

Song Ning nodded slightly.

No matter who he was, Ning Zhe was a patient. Jiahui was right; as doctors, it was their duty to save patients’ lives regardless of their identities.

Jiahui said, “Let’s go back and discuss the prescription.”

Jiahui did not want Song Ning to get involved with the Ning family affairs beyond their duty as doctors.

Ning Chun thanked Song Ning and Jiahui profusely.

Just as the two women were about to leave, Ning Zhe suddenly said, “Ning Zhe, you’ve seen it now. My life is in someone else’s hands. I might leave at any moment. However, our Ning family can’t fall. I’ve always wanted to bring your mother’s legacy and embroidery to greater heights. Don’t you want that?”

Song Ning did not reply and held Jiahui’s hand as they left the room.

When they were alone, Jiahui looked at Song Ning and asked, “Do you think it’s your stepmother?”

Song Ning shook her head. “I don’t know. Anyway, it’s their family affairs, and it’s up to them to investigate the matter. Our duty is only to save lives.”