Wen Xin really wanted to leave.
She had a premonition that if she didn’t leave now, she’d end up getting herself into more trouble.
However, with the other party already calling her out by name, she had no choice but to turn around and face the crowd. “So what if I am?”
Wen Qingchen continued, “May I ask, who was the first to discover that this old man had taken the wrong medicine and was on the verge of poisoning?”
Wen Xin bit her lip. “It was me.”
Wen Qingchen smiled, stepping forward. “Miss Qingchen, aren’t you the daughter of the late Dr. Wen? Didn’t the townsfolk say that your medical skills were exceptional, having inherited your father’s expertise? Then how come you don’t know that even if I had prescribed the wrong medicine, even if it was medicine for tuberculosis, a normal person taking it would only feel nauseous at most. In severe cases, it wouldn’t lead to poisoning. Timely emesis would suffice to expel the medicine.”
Wen Xin stiffened again.
Wen Qingchen raised an eyebrow and questioned, “Hmm?”
Both Wen Qingchen and Wen Huan knew Wen Xin all too well.
As an illegitimate child often bullied by Wen Zicheng and Wen Qing, the legitimate children, Wen Xin’s status in the Wen family clinic was no better than that of a servant.
If not for their family occasionally sending her food and clothes, Wen Xin would have been beaten to death by Wen Zicheng long ago.
Given that Wen Xin could barely survive, it was impossible for her to have had the time to learn medicine or recognize herbs.
In other words, Wen Xin knew nothing about medicine!
She probably hadn’t even seen those herbs!
With a stiff body and gritted teeth, Wen Xin said, “I… I actually only learned a little bit and still have much to learn.”
“Oh…” Wen Qingchen drew out the word, pretending to realize something. “So that’s the case. Then I’m even more curious. When this old man was poisoned by the medicine and almost lost his life, it was Miss Qingchen who happened to pass by and saved him. Hmm, I’d really like to know, Miss Qingchen, how did you manage to treat this old man’s poisoning?”
Wen Xin, pressured by the barrage of questions, broke into a cold sweat.
Even Uncle Que started to get nervous.
“Don’t blame me for asking too much, Miss Qingchen,” Wen Qingchen said, feigning innocence. “After all, this is an emergency procedure. I’m just hoping to learn a thing or two so that if I encounter such a situation again, I can save a life in time. So, Miss Qingchen, how did you detoxify the old man?”
Wen Xin’s back was almost drenched with sweat.
Faced with the gazes of everyone around her, her mind went blank.
She knew nothing about medicine, couldn’t even recognize herbs, let alone perform those emergency measures!
However, she couldn’t afford to admit that now!
Taking a deep breath, Wen Xin gritted her teeth and said, “I… I used a detoxifying pill…”
Wen Huan suddenly interjected, “Nonsense! You don’t even know which toxin was produced in the body after the poisoning, yet you randomly used a detoxifying pill? There are thousands of toxins, and any slight mistake could be fatal!”
He stared intently at Wen Xin, coldly stating, “Do you really know medicine? A true practitioner would never do such a thing!”
Wen Xin’s face twisted in anguish. Wen Huan’s outburst left her mind in a muddle, and she hastily explained, “I didn’t use it recklessly… I… actually, I wasn’t the one who saved him!”
Wen Qingchen smiled slightly. “It wasn’t you? How interesting. Didn’t you just claim it was you? This old man also repeatedly said it was you. Now, Miss Qingchen says it wasn’t? So, you were deceiving the villagers and me?”
As soon as the words left her mouth, Wen Xin regretted them.
But if she didn’t say that, did it mean she had to admit she knew nothing about medicine?
The expressions of the onlookers became increasingly complex.
After all, Wen Qingchen was wronged just yesterday.
And Madam Zhang refused to reveal who had directed her to frame Wen Qingchen.
Today, this unlucky Sai Huatuo Clinic was being wronged again…
Their gazes shifted to Wen Xin. Could it be someone from Wen Shen Clinic?
Uncle Que wiped his sweat, stubbornly insisting, “…No, no.”
Wen Qingchen suddenly threw the herbs in front of him. “Still saying no! Just now, everyone heard you clearly. Do you really think I’m some savage from the Changbai Mountains who knows nothing?”
