"No need for tests, just show us your arm," Wan Yunting said with a light laugh.
Su Ke'er chimed in, "Brother Yunting, is he really a drug addict?"
Wan Yunting nodded. Li Chengde snorted, "No wonder he's biting everyone like a mad dog, turns out he's an addict!"
At this, the gazes of everyone else shifted towards Fang Kangning. After all, no one liked drug addicts, viewing drug use as a crime and a sign of self-debasement.
"Dad, I don't do drugs, you have to believe me!" Fang Kangning panicked, shouting his defense to his parents. "They're framing me..."
"If you say you don't do drugs, then roll up your sleeves and let us see!" Fang Guowen said. He didn't seem particularly surprised by his nephew's drug use.
"I don't do drugs, why should I show you..." Fang Kangning's face contorted in a grimace. He'd rather die than admit it now.
Fang Xingfeng didn't believe his son was a drug addict. "Kangning, roll up your arm and show them you're not a drug addict!"
"Dad, I won't!" Fang Kangning refused, shaking his head.
"If you don't do drugs, what are you afraid of?" Fang Xingfeng glared at him. But Fang Kangning was visibly nervous and panicked.
"Show them..." Fang Xingfeng grabbed his arm. Fang Kangning struggled in fear, but his father managed to roll up his sleeve, exposing his arm.
On Fang Kangning's wrists and elbows, at the venous locations, were numerous small black dots – all from needle injections!
This sight shocked Fang Xingfeng, who stared disbelievingly at the dense network of needle marks all over his son's arm.
"He really is an addict..." Su Ke'er and the other doctors exclaimed. Otherwise, who would inject their veins so many times without reason? Only addicts would do this.
Fang Kangning, flustered, violently shook off his father's hand and quickly pulled his sleeve down to cover his arm. But it was too late to hide it from everyone.
"Son, you... you really do drugs?" His mother, Zhang Shufen, still couldn't believe it.
"You..." Fang Xingfeng, regaining his composure, was filled with rage. He had just vehemently denied his son's drug use, but the result now slapped him in the face. Furious, he raised his hand and slapped Fang Kangning. "You scoundrel, how dare you do drugs..."
"What are you doing..." Zhang Shufen rushed to intervene, but the enraged Fang Xingfeng, spotting a broom nearby, grabbed it and began hitting Fang Kangning. "You ungrateful wretch, how dare you hide your drug use from us? Today I'll beat you to death..."
Fang Guowen and Du Xiumei shook their heads and sighed at this scene. Fang Yanxi's face was cold. Feeling the odd glances around her, she glanced slightly at Wan Yunting, saying nothing.
Fang Kangning, who had just been slapped, his eyes wide with anger. He glared fiercely at Fang Yanxi and Wan Yunting, then bolted out the door, knowing that staying would only result in his father's beating.
"Rascal, don't run..." Fang Xingfeng, in his anger, chased after him with the broom.
Just then, Jiang Tongxin returned, holding a data report from the blood test of Fang Shoushan, which left her puzzled.
"Director Jiang, how did it go?" Wan Yunting asked immediately upon seeing her return.
"It's thallium poisoning!" Jiang Tongxin handed the test report to Wan Yunting. He glanced at it, and it was as he suspected. "It really is thallium!"
When Wan Yunting had felt Fang Shoushan's pulse earlier, he had vaguely suspected thallium poisoning. However, as he had only heard about it and never encountered thallium poisoning firsthand, he had asked Jiang Tongxin to test Fang Shoushan's blood.
"What kind of poison is this? I've never heard of it," Jiang Yichun and Li Chengde exclaimed in surprise. Fang Guowen and Fang Yanxi looked worried. "Is this poison serious? Is it fatal?"
"Yes, thallium is a chemical substance and a chronic toxin. It's very lethal!" Wan Yunting, reading the test data, his expression growing somber. "According to these indicators, the old man must have ingested two grams of thallium, which is why he's showing symptoms so quickly."
"Then hurry up and detoxify the old man!" Fang Guowen urged.
"Ugh..." Fang Shoushan, lying on the hospital bed, suddenly woke up and vomited.
"Grandpa..." Fang Yanxi looked panicked. Wan Yunting and Jiang Tongxin rushed over, while Su Ke'er and the others quickly examined him. Wan Yunting also held Fang Shoushan's wrist and felt his pulse. Seeing the thallium toxins gradually spreading, he asked, "Director Jiang, does your hospital have Prussian blue?"
"I'll check," Jiang Tongxin immediately took out her phone to make a call. She knew Prussian blue was the antidote for thallium poisoning, but this poison was rare, so she wasn't sure if the hospital had any in stock.
"Are you sure our hospital doesn't have it?" Jiang Tongxin frowned. She was on the phone with the hospital's procurement manager. "Then where can we get it? Can you get it here quickly? We have an emergency patient here!"
"Okay, I'll call the First People's Hospital right now to see if they have it..." The person on the other end hung up and called the First People's Hospital. Jiang Tongxin also quickly called other hospitals, but the results were still negative.
"The situation isn't good!" Seeing Fang Shoushan's pale face, sweating, in pain, and his consciousness fading, his body beginning to tremble – typical symptoms of thallium poisoning – made Fang Yanxi anxious. "Yunting, quickly save my grandpa."
Wan Yunting turned to Jiang Tongxin and asked, "Do you have Prussian blue?"
"Yes!" The hospital procurement manager called back, and Jiang Tongxin exclaimed, exciting everyone. But she quickly added, "No hospitals within Huadu City have it. Only a private hospital in Shen City has it, but it will take three hours to transport."
"Three hours is too long. The old man's condition is critical, he can only hold on for a little over an hour!" Wan Yunting said gravely.
"Then what should we do?" This made Fang Yanxi and Fang Guowen even more anxious. Fang Xingfeng, who had just returned, also became nervous seeing the old man's critical condition. "Dad, you can't die now. If you have to die, at least pass the chairman position to me first!"
"Xingfeng, what nonsense are you talking about!" Fang Guowen was angry, pointing at his second brother. "You're still thinking about the chairman position when the old man is like this. Can't you wish Dad a recovery?"
But Fang Xingfeng snorted and pointed at Wan Yunting. "Didn't you hear him say the old man won't last an hour? Shufen, quickly wake up the old man and let him give his last words, passing the chairman position to me..."
Saying this, he and his wife went to shake Fang Shoushan on the bed and shout at him, astonishing Jiang Yichun, Li Chengde, and the doctors like Su Ke'er.
"Enough, all of you, get out. I haven't said the old man can't be saved yet!" Wan Yunting yelled sternly, unable to watch any longer.
"Did you hear that? The old man can still be saved. Get out of my way!" Fang Guowen violently pushed Fang Xingfeng aside. Their behavior was utterly absurd and a disgrace to the Fang family.
"Director Jiang, ask them to send the Prussian blue as soon as possible," Wan Yunting said to Jiang Tongxin.
But she frowned. "The fastest it can be delivered is two and a half hours!"
"That's enough." Wan Yunting nodded, looking at Fang Shoushan on the bed. "I can make the old man last for three hours."
"Prussian blue is the only antidote for thallium poisoning. How can you make the patient last that long?" the young doctor questioned, finding Wan Yunting's statement a bit exaggerated.
"If I say I can, I can!" Wan Yunting turned, his sharp gaze fixed on the young doctor, his tone filled with confidence and unquestionable authority.
"Director Li, call Sister Yan and ask her to bring my silver needles. And make it quick!" Wan Yunting then said to Li Chengde.
"Okay." He then called Sister Yan, the head nurse of the traditional Chinese medicine department.
Seeing the worried expressions of Fang Yanxi and Fang Guowen, Wan Yunting comforted them. "Don't worry, as long as I can make the old man last three hours, he'll be fine once the antidote arrives."
"Okay." Fang Guowen went up and patted him on the shoulder. "The old man's life depends on you."
For some reason, the young man's words carried a persuasive power that made one believe him unconditionally.
Soon, Sister Yan brought the silver needles. Fang Yanxi looked deeply at Wan Yunting before leaving with her parents. This time, even Jiang Yichun and Li Chengde were asked to leave by Wan Yunting. Because what he was about to perform on Fang Shoushan was his master, the Ghost Hand Medical Saint's signature skill: the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate!