Qiu Lin

"Deliberately framed?" The middle-aged man froze at first, then seemed to understand something. His face turned deathly pale.

"Someone hid Baleful Poison inside your body. It is buried very deeply, impossible to detect... Can you show me the medicine you take every day?" Nie Yun asked.

"This is my medicine. Qiu Lin prescribed it for me, one dose every day!" The middle-aged man handed over a bundle.

Nie Yun did not take the bundle. With a glance from his Heavenly Eye, he gave a soft laugh. "This medicine cannot treat Baleful Poison. On the contrary, it makes the hidden poison increasingly virulent and destroys a person's vitality. It is the exact opposite of proper medicine. If you keep taking it, you will only die faster!"

"This... this..." The middle-aged man seemed to understand something, and his entire body trembled faintly.

"Enough. Hold out your hand, and I'll treat you!" Ignoring the grudge between them, Nie Yun said.

"You... can cure me?" A flush rose to the middle-aged man's face.

He had been tormented by illness for years. Now that he suddenly heard he could be cured, his excitement was easy to imagine.

Not only him, even Shen Jiarong at the side blushed slightly and clenched her delicate fists.

She had heard the conversation between Nie Yun and her father and understood some of what had happened, but she was afraid of disturbing Nie Yun and did not dare interrupt.

Now that she heard the young man was willing to treat her father, and even seemed capable of curing him, her beautiful eyes filled with unconcealable admiration. For some reason, her face immediately reddened.

"It is only Baleful Poison!" Nie Yun chuckled and tapped the middle-aged man's palm with a finger. Under his control, Extreme Poison Qi traveled through the man's