Purple Dawn Till Dusk : Dearest Through The Time Chapter 133
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Doctor Lin rubbed her chin, deep in thought "If that is the case, then his accomplice must still be in the fortress"
Regarding this matter, sooner or later Xiao Tianyao would find out the truth, it was only because Senja mentioned about the poison that he became more aware about the wrong diagnosis.
Seeing Xiao Tianyao didn't give any reaction, Doctor Lin have tacit understanding that he already thought about it, so she talked again "However, the original of this poison isn't from this land" Lin explained while holding the poisonous arrow and put it on the table in front of Xiao Tianyao.
After all, wolves aren't common wild animals in Azura Kingdom so, for wolf's bane appeared for public sale isn't something normal.
"You mean someone smuggled poison into our Country?"
Doctor Lin nodded "The original plant of wolf's bane can't be planted in our Country because our soil is not suitable"
"Which Country able to planted this plant?"
"Rockstone Kingdom"
Xiao Tianyao eyes squinted. Rockstone Kingdom was one of the three Kingdoms which collaborated to establishing continent of physician. It was also the same Kingdoms that Azura's Emperor, Xiao Zi, insisted to have a marital relation with(1).
Xiao Tianyao intertwined his long fingers together as he put his chin on top of it, deep in thought.
"Yang Yu, send someone to check on the Black Web Market. Who was the buyer and the seller of this poison" Xiao Tianyao gave an order to Yang Yu without averted his eyes from the arrow in front of him.
When Yang Yu heard his Master order, he folded his hands in respect and went outside to carry his task.
If that poison wasn't something that available for public then the buyer must have bought it underhanded and the most suitable place to do that was Black Web Market. That place was the only way to get various illegal things in 'legal' way.
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"I have checked the soldier named Yoda, he was no longer in danger and I have prescribed his medicine, within 3 days he will be fine" Doctor Lin said her last report "Commander Xiao that was all my report. If there wasn't anything else I will excuse myself" After Doctor Lin said that, she stayed, waiting for Xiao Tianyao's permission.
"Hmm" Xiao Tianyao waves his hand to dismissed Doctor Lin. She backed away three steps before turned around to leave, but before she left, Xiao Tianyao talked all of sudden "Check on Senja before you leave"
Doctor Lin was smiling faintly as she accepted his order and left the room.
Right after Doctor Lin closed the door Xiao Tianyao took the poisonous arrow and put it inside the drawer when the corner of his eyes caught a sight of a white hairpin on the table. This was the hairpin that Senja had used to attack his subordinate at the interrogation room.
His subordinate confiscated it and gave it to him right after he came back from District 9. He stared at the white hairpin for a while before he put it together with the poisonous arrow inside the drawer.
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Senja was still sleeping when Doctor Lin checked on her and she wasn't even awake when Doctor Lin checked her pulse and her temperature. She was in deep sleep.
Except for slightly got fever, Senja was fine. It could be assumed her fever was a form of the after effect from the shocking situation before.
Doctor Lin didn't dwell to long, after she prescribed medicine for Senja and gave it to Yang Yu, she left The Carnation Resort to go back to L City's Hospital.
It's already dark when she left.
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