During this time, Zhong Lingling was in such intense pain that veins bulged on her forehead, and her face was pallid. Yet in front of others, she didn't even let out a whimper.
Shen Zhixuan felt terrible just watching!
This girl, she was far too strong—so strong that it instead stirred pity.
Zhong Lingling wasn't inherently strong, but her weakness was only ever shown in front of Xiang Yimo; in the presence of anyone else, no one would feel sorry for her if she displayed frailty, so no matter how much pain she was in, she would never cry and wail in front of others.
Finally, the examination was complete.
With a group of people watching, Doctor Zhao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"The young madam has been poisoned!"
