As soon as Doctor Lin finished speaking, he felt Xie Jingrun's cold and cold gaze land on him. The god of death seemed to have arrived and was about to harvest his head at any time.

Not only did he feel a chill on the back of his neck at this moment, but he deeply felt that his head was no longer stable.

The room fell into a dead silence.

Even Shangguan Yanran, Changlin and others felt it and couldn't help but move to the side, trying to keep a distance from Doctor Lin.

I was afraid that Xie Jingrun would be in trouble with the fish in the pond.

Doctor Lin was dry for a while, but had to bite the bullet and break the silence, "That... Chief Guard of Changlin, can you show me the hidden weapon that injured the old lady?"

When Changlin heard this, he immediately handed over the dart.

Fortunately, when Changfeng came back with his master just now, he brought the dart back.

Doctor Lin took it and looked carefully.

The dart is an ordinary dart, but it is indeed poisoned. As for what kind of poison it is, he still needs to look at Rong Qingqing's wound to confirm.

But looking at Xie Jingrun's cold and intimidating face that looked like the King of Hell, he could only say with trepidation and carefulness: "Sir, judging from the old lady's pulse, she is indeed poisoned, for fear that the poison will penetrate her internal organs."

Xie Jingrun closed his black eyes slightly, and did not hesitate for too long. He turned his head to Changlin and said, "Go out."

Changlin Ru received a general amnesty and immediately retreated.

The atmosphere in the room was so scary that he wanted to leave.

Then, Xie Jingrun ordered Shangguan Yanran again: "Then I'll take care of Miss Shangguan here."

"Don't worry, I can." Shangguan Yanran nodded.

Xie Jingrun then walked out.

As soon as he left, Doctor Lin breathed a sigh of relief and said to Shangguan Yanran: "I'm sorry, Miss Shangguan helps to lift the old lady's clothes."

Shangguan Yanran nodded, "Okay."

She lifted a corner of the curtain, then sat by the bed, carefully lifting the quilt, so that Rong Qingqing's wound could be exposed.

After confirming that the skin in other places would not be exposed, Shangguan Yanran turned toward Dr. Lin and said, "Doctor Lin, it's OK. Please give Qingqing a diagnosis."

Doctor Lin stepped forward as he said, without looking sideways.

Outside the house, when Feng Xin rushed over, she saw Xie Jingrun standing in the corridor. She couldn't help but walk a few steps forward and asked, "Brother Jingrun, how is Qingqing's injury?"

"Doctor Lin is still treating her." Seeing that the concern on her face was sincere, Xie Jingrun took the time to say something to her.

Upon hearing this, Feng Xin breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll go in and take a look."

Xie Jingrun frowned, "Princess, don't go in first, so as not to disturb Dr. Lin's diagnosis."

Feng Xin had no choice but to stop, "Okay, I will go in and see Qingqing after Dr. Lin has finished diagnosis."

"Yes." Xie Jingrun nodded.

Feng Xin was a little flattered when she saw this.

Brother Jingrun is actually willing to pay attention to her!

Her heart was filled with joy.

"Brother Jingrun..." She came forward with courage and pulled his sleeve.

Xie Jingrun frowned, pulled her sleeve back, and said unhappily: "Princess is respectful!"

When Feng Xin heard this, she was injured. She knew it was not suitable for her right now, but she couldn't help asking, "Don't Brother Jingrun like me at all?"

After asking, she felt relieved, but she looked at him with breath, her eyes full of expectation.

"I don't like it." Xie Jingrun said simply.
Chapter completed!