Madam Qiao's face abruptly turned white. Just now, Zhong Youyan had covered her mouth and grabbed her hand, bringing it over for the old master to prick!
Zhong Youyan said, "Not everyone's blood will merge. Look, everyone! Only the blood of their own family merges together."
This was undoubtedly ironclad proof.
But Old Master Qiao refused to believe it.
He insisted there was something wrong with the water.
"If there's anything wrong with the water, the physician can tell with one examination." Yuanbao folded their arms and watched the show from the side.
Qiao Zhishu waved a hand. "Physician."
The physician immediately stepped forward, dipped a fingertip into the water, sniffed it, then tasted it.
Suddenly, he stared fixedly at Master Qiao, shock in his eyes.
"What is it? Is something wrong with the water? What was added to it?"
Old Master Qiao questioned him urgently. Even moments earlier, he had not been this nervous.
"My lord, there is nothing wrong with this water. It is merely a bowl of ordinary clean water. The blood test for kinship spoken of among the common people has been the standard for verifying blood relations since ancient times. These people are a family related by blood."
The physician turned his gaze toward Qiao Zhishu, the only "outsider" to the Qiao family present, a trace of sympathy in his eyes.
Master Qiao's legs went weak, and he nearly staggered backward and fell.
He looked at Xia Wanwan in disbelief. "You actually didn't tamper with the water?"
Impossible. Given the cunning Xia Wanwan had displayed before, she could not possibly have abandoned every trick at the final moment that decided victory or defeat.
Otherwise, if this method proved inaccurate, wouldn't all her previous efforts come to ruin at the last hurdle?
He looked at the