Buying medicine was only one of the objectives, the other was to have Emelin step aside.

The critical moment was fast approaching; it was time to help expel the toxins from Emelin's father's body.

The process would be exceedingly painful, so having Emelin present might not be best, thus seizing the opportunity to have her distracted.

Once Emelin left, only Ling Zhenfei continued the treatment for the old man.

Actually, if it weren't for Ling Zhenfei, the toxins in the body would be nearly depleted after half a year's consumption.

However, the poisoner was simply a genius; the neurotoxin used was just the right amount.

The dosage was enough to kill a person without leaving much trace of the toxin, so if the person died, even if a forensic scientist dissected the entire body, they wouldn't find the cause of death.

Fortunately, they encountered Ling Zhenfei; otherwise, the person would have died in complete obscurity.

Emelin's country was indeed a very wealthy one, evident from Prince Hahn himself.

But naturally, with wealth comes inevitable schemes and intrigues over interests.

Ling Zhenfei had already gathered all the neurotoxins in his mind, now he only needed to find a good spot to expel them.

At this point, Ling Zhenfei had already inserted many silver needles into the brain, so there was no shortage of sites to expel the toxins.

After choosing an appropriate spot, Ling Zhenfei utilized his spiritual energy, striking forcefully at the area.

"Ah!"

Amidst a scream, a silver needle with a burst of black smoke shot out from the old man's body.

The silver needle, propelled by immense force, embedded itself directly into the wall.

The black cloud didn't have a chance to disperse as Ling Zhenfei enveloped it with his spiritual energy.

Encased in the aura cluster, the black smoke slowly compressed into a droplet of black liquid.

This liquid was wrapped in paper by Ling Zhenfei and then discarded into the trash can.

The toxin extraction was swift, naturally causing the old man severe pain at the wound site.

Ling Zhenfei used his spiritual energy to numb the pain, and the old man quickly fell asleep.

Seeing the old man asleep, Ling Zhenfei summoned his Phoenix Elixir Furnace.

The old man's condition was grave; some elixirs had to be concocted.

Merely relying on acupuncture wouldn't cure this illness; the neurotoxin had already damaged many of the old man's meridians over the past half-year.

Therefore, pharmaceutical intervention was necessary to restore the meridians.

Ling Zhenfei contemplated the formula; due to the severity of the old man's condition, rare herbs were needed.

But there was no room for hesitation; a raging fire lit beneath the furnace, raising the room's temperature.

Ling Zhenfei poured some Xuantian Spirit Spring Water into the furnace, adding the necessary herbs one by one.

In alchemy, Ling Zhenfei was well-versed; unless dealing with exceptionally high-grade elixirs, he rarely failed.

The Phoenix Elixir Furnace contained Phoenix Essence, which stabilized the flame temperature, preventing fluctuations.

Furthermore, Ling Zhenfei's Xuantian Spirit Spring Water contained abundant spiritual energy, greatly enhancing the success rate of alchemy.

With the support of these two elements, Ling Zhenfei rarely faced failure in his concoctions.

Soon, Ling Zhenfei had successfully crafted the elixir, similar to the Lianging Elixir but with additional herbs to aid nerve recovery.

Just after completing the elixir, Emelin returned.

Upon entering her room, she shut the door behind her.

Emelin's demeanor seemed tense, as if something was bothering her.

Ling Zhenfei asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Emelin replied, "Nothing happened, just saw someone I didn't want to."

Ling Zhenfei could tell it wasn't so simple from Emelin's expression.

He respected her privacy and refrained from pressing further.

Ling Zhenfei said, "I've finished treating the old master; he's asleep. I'll return tomorrow morning for further treatment."

Emelin glanced at her father, tucked a blanket around him, then walked over to Ling Zhenfei.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Ling. It's late; how about I treat you to dinner?"

Ling Zhenfei glanced out the window, acknowledging that evening had indeed fallen.

Ling Zhenfei replied, "Alright."

Emelin looked at her father, saying, "I'll escort my father back to his room, and we can have the meal brought to our room; I don't want to stray too far."

Ling Zhenfei replied, "Of course."

After taking her father to his room, they both sat at the dining table near the window.

Below, the bustling streets teemed with crowds.

Emelin asked, "Do you prefer Western or Chinese cuisine, Mr. Ling?"

Ling Zhenfei said, "I'm easygoing; whatever you prefer, Miss."

Emelin thought for a bit and said, "Let's go with Western cuisine, then. I'm not very familiar with what's good in Chinese food."

Ling Zhenfei nodded, "Certainly."

At a five-star establishment, room service is available, offering excellent dishes brought to the room.

Emelin said, "I'm not sure what you like, so I ordered randomly."

She made a call, ordering several dishes.

Emelin seemed genuinely thankful to Ling Zhenfei, as evidenced by the luxurious dishes ordered.

They included clear soup with crocodile tail, premium black and white caviar, Wagyu beef, foie gras, and Italian seared cod, among others.

Though a chef himself, many items on the Western menu were unfamiliar to Ling Zhenfei.

The dishes required some time to prepare, leaving the two sitting by the window, slightly bored.

Emelin turned to Ling Zhenfei, saying, "Mr. Ling, I think I know who poisoned my father."

Ling Zhenfei replied, "Since you know, take precautions when you return to prevent it from happening again."

Emelin said, "After you mentioned my father was poisoned, I had some suspicions but didn't dare to believe them.

But just now, at the pharmacy, I saw someone who shouldn't have been there, making me certain my father's poisoning is related to this person."

Ling Zhenfei was surprised: "Are you saying the poisoner is already here?"

Emelin said, "This is a family scandal I shouldn't tell you, but since you discovered it, there's no harm in sharing. Do you remember who I was talking about on the phone yesterday?"

Ling Zhenfei asked, surprised: "You mean that prince?"

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