Chapter 321: Toxic!

Jia Qianqian did exactly everything Lin Yang said.

After they had made a simple partition, Lin Yang had people put away all the utensils.

Then, he had people arrange things, changing the indoor feng shui layout.

After a busy afternoon, the indoor layout was finally considered changed.

All the things that should be demolished were torn down.

Lin Yang joked, "Miss Jia, tearing out your house's huanghuali wood, you won't feel sorry, will you?"

Jia Qianqian laughed, "How could it not? If Mr. Lin told me to demolish the house, I'd immediately call the demolition crew!"

Lin Yang laughed, "I'm not the demolition crew chief, so that's unnecessary."

As soon as Lin Yang finished speaking, Jia Qianqian handed over a check.

"Mr. Lin, this is what my father asked me to give you; you must accept it."

Seeing the one hundred million on it, Lin Yang didn't say much and just accepted it.

He didn't want to get too involved with Jia Xiangyang.

That person is too deep‑schemed; he doesn't like him.

When Jia Qianqian was about to keep Lin Yang for a meal, Wu Shiya's phone call came.

After answering the call, she glanced at Lin Yang and said.

"Aunt Dong, don't worry, we've already arranged it; we're heading over now."

After hanging up, Wu Shiya apologetically told Jia Qianqian.

"Qianqian sister, we've already said hello to Uncle Liu, so we're leaving first."

"Okay."

After Lin Yang and Wu Shiya left, Jia Qianqian called Jia Xiangyang.

"Dad, he accepted the check."

Jia Xiangyang sighed and said, "Okay, I know."

Lin Yang accepted the check, clearly not wanting to be friends with him.

Between them, it was a matter of exchanging interests.

In the Jinling Hotel, Wu Shiya brought the just‑arrived Lin Yang to a private room.

Liu Haojun and his wife then came up, smiling and said to Lin Yang.

"Mr. Lin, your coming really gives us face."

Saying that, he poured himself a cup of wine.

"This cup of wine is a toast to you."

Lin Yang smiled slightly, also walked to the table, poured a cup of wine and said.

"Boss Liu, you're really generous."

Seeing Lin Yang drink, Dong Chengzhu teased.

"Old Liu, you should toast Shiya a cup; if not for Shiya, we wouldn't have been able to invite Mr. Lin."

"Right, Shiya?"

Seeing Dong Chengzhu wink at her, Wu Shiya's pretty face blushed slightly.

"Aunt Dong, you're talking nonsense; I'm ignoring you."

Dong Chengzhu laughed heartily, took Wu Shiya's hand and sat down.

After everyone was seated, Liu Haojun introduced the middle‑aged man beside him.

"Mr. Lin, this is my good friend, Cheng Ping; lately he has poor appetite and his weight keeps dropping."

"The key is, even going to the hospital, nothing shows up."

Lin Yang looked at Cheng Ping and couldn't help frowning.

Cheng Ping's forehead was shrouded in dark qi, and his eyes were also dull and lifeless.

After thinking, he walked over to Cheng Ping and took his pulse.

After the pulse examination, Cheng Ping asked.

"Mr. Lin, can you tell what illness I have?"

He is now desperate.

Every night he can't sleep, constantly hearing hallucinations.

Going to the hospital for checks also reveals nothing.

If it weren't for meeting Liu Haojun, who said he knows a divine doctor, he would have wanted to commit suicide.

Lin Yang frowned and said to him.

"Your body is too weak; you've been poisoned, and someone placed an extreme yin object beside you, draining you completely."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Ping's weak face showed anger.

"I came to you for treatment; even if you can't cure me, you shouldn't slander me!"

"How could my body possibly be drained!"

Seeing the agitated Cheng Ping, Lin Yang said.

"It is that extreme yin object and the toxic qi in your body that have drained your vital energy."

"Huh?"

Cheng Ping looked at Lin Yang, puzzled.

"Recently, have you bought any antiques or calligraphy and painting, or had someone give you some?"

Upon hearing Lin Yang say that, Cheng Ping fell into recollection.

He thought for a moment and said, "Just recently, through an introduction, I bought a night pearl."

That person said the night pearl has an extraordinary origin; it was a burial object of some consort from ancient times.

That must be what's wrong with it.

Cheng Ping said disdainfully.

"Tch, I came to see a doctor, and you keep saying I'm poisoned one moment and then talking about some yin thing the next."

"Can you actually cure me or not?"

Liu Haojun beside him, upon hearing this, offered some awkward consolation.

"Mr. Lin saying that must have his own reasoning."

"His medical skill is very good."

Hearing Liu Haojun's words, Cheng Ping let out a sigh.

"Sigh, then tell me, how do you want to treat me?"

Lin Yang stood up and walked over to him.

"You are deficient in vital energy; this can be easily replenished."

"The toxins in your body can also be dealt with."

As Liu Haojun frowned, he poured a cup of wine in front of Liu Haojun.

Then, he used a qi blade to make a cut.

He let the fresh blood drip into the wine in the cup.

The fresh blood fell into the wine, and there was no change at all.

As Cheng Ping frowned, Lin Yang took out a silver needle and stirred it a bit.

Soon, the wine turned black.

"The toxins are already in your meridians; if you don't take care of it, you won't live more than three days."

"The yin object in your house can drain your vital energy to death, at most five days."

"The person who targeted you intends for you to die within a week."

Cheng Ping stared at the wine in the cup, listening to Lin Yang's words, his body involuntarily trembling.

"Mr. Lin, I shouldn't have doubted you!"

"Please hurry and save me!"

Lin Yang said, "I just said, curing the toxins in your body is not difficult."

"But you still won't survive more than five days."

Cheng Ping directly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Lin Yang, saying.

"Mr. Lin, a doctor's benevolent heart—you must surely save me!"

Lin Yang thought for a moment, then said to Cheng Ping.

"I have a method to alleviate your symptoms."

"Then you need to find a way to uncover the mastermind; otherwise, if I cure you and you get poisoned again, it will be even harder to deal with."

"You already lack vital energy; if you get poisoned again, you might be left with aftereffects."

Cheng Ping trembled as he said, "Everything is up to your arrangements, sir."

Lin Yang nodded, dialed Ding Biao's phone, and asked him to bring two spirit-eating worms.

In the absence of spiritual energy, spirit-eating worms will absorb the body's toxins before feeding on flesh and blood.

"Spirit-eating worms?"

Cheng Ping and the others, upon hearing Lin Yang's words, all furrowed their brows.

"How come we've never heard of this worm?"

Cheng Ping's heart was also uneasy.

Seeing their appearance, Wu Shiya laughed and said.

"Uncle Liu, when you see who brings the worms later, you'll feel reassured."

Seeing Wu Shiya's smile, they glanced at each other, feeling a bit curious.

"Could it be someone they know?"

Not long after, Ding Biao appeared holding a glass bottle.

As soon as he entered the door, he said.

"Mr. Lin, what do you need the spirit-eating worms for?"

"Master Ding!"

Liu Haojun and his wife, together with Cheng Ping, all let out an exclamation.

Upon hearing that, Ding Biao's face looked somewhat unpleasant.

"Lin Yang calling him Master Ding here—isn't that an insult?"

He said in a low voice, "Mr. Lin is here; don't call me Master Ding."

Those words left the three of them utterly shocked!