Wei Chengchao's face grew increasingly grim. He was well aware that his physical condition was far from being as "unharmed" as the doctors claimed.
A faint sense of foreboding lingered in his mind, refusing to dissipate.
After a while, the doctors finally finished their discussion and turned to approach him.
Wei Chengchao exchanged a glance with the two attendants, their hearts pounding as if awaiting a death sentence.
"Mr. Wei," the eldest doctor said, furrowing his brow, "we have all carefully examined you, and we have compared the results. We are sure that you, Mr. Wei, and your attendants are in good health and show no signs of poisoning."
"Yes, we found no signs of poisoning," another doctor confirmed with certainty.
The other doctors nodded in agreement one after another.
"No poisoning? How can that be?"
