Chapter 189 - The Last Poison (2/2)

“Why…??”

Zhang Xinming roared with anger.

Neither Xu Miaolin nor Fang Qiu spoke.

They just looked at Zhang Xinming, letting him get all his emotions out.

After a while.

After he vented his anger.

Zhang Xinming sighed deeply, and his voice was somewhat lonely and relieved, “Now my official career is over. No matter how hard I worked, in the end, I always get nothing.”

Then he gave a bitter smile.

He stopped sorting old books and turned to look at Fang Qiu.

“I’m sorry.”

Said Zhang Xinming.

“I did poison you and made you suffer, I’m sorry. I sincerely apologize to you!”

And he bowed to Fang Qiu.

“You are very awesome indeed. You could even win first place in the knowledge competition after being poisoned. It can be foreseen that you have a great future.”

Speaking of this, Zhang Xinming put out his hand to point at Xu Miaolin and said to Fang Qiu, “As a former associate Director of your school, I will say one more thing to you. Follow this highly-skilled doctor well, and you will be successful.”

“You also don’t have to worry about the poisoning.”

“Later, I’ll go to the police station and plead guilty.”

Finishing his words.

Zhang Xinming continued to bow his body, sorting out the old books placed on the ground.

There.

Fang Qiu stayed silent.

He didn’t know what to say at that time.

The anger that filled him all disappeared. Perhaps after understanding Zhang Xinming’s experience, the anger in his heart subtly transformed into sympathy.

Beside him.

Xu Miaolin didn’t speak.

Originally, he took the initiative to visit Zhang Xinming with Fang Qiu, but now he could not even say a word. He stood on a side as if thinking about something.

After a long time, he sighed deeply.

“If you had known this was the case today, why did you start it?”

Xu Miaolin looked at Zhang Xinming who was sorting out the books and said.

“Who doesn’t know that? In the end, I get nothing. People always understand it in the end, but there’s no way back.”

Zhang Xinming rummaged through the ancient books for a long time, and then straightened up from the pile of books, holding a simple old book in his hand.

He touched it like a treasure.

Very softly, very slowly, and very gently.

Finally, his hand stopped, and he let out a long sigh.

He turned his head to Fang Qiu and said,

“This book is yours, as my compensation for poisoning. It’s your own business whether you learn it or burn it.”

He gave it to Fang Qiu when he was speaking.

Fang Qiu took over the ancient book.

He took a closer look.

Three black letters were printed on the sallow cover.

Cannon of Poison!

“I have said all what should be said and what should not be said. You should go, and excuse me for not seeing you off to the door.”

Zhang Xinming’s voice rang out. He was asking them to leave.

Fang Qiu turned to look at Xu Miaolin.

Xu Miaolin nodded slightly.

Sighing, they turned around to leave.

When they walked to the door.

Fang Qiu stopped, thought for a while, and turned his head to look at Zhang Xinming, saying, “If what you said about using poison to detoxify the body is right, then you can choose not to confess your guilt. I won’t demand to punish you.”

“I’m tired.”

Zhang Xinming, whose back was facing Fang Qiu, looked out of the window and shook his head gently, saying, “I want to find a place to have a good rest, and by the way, use this period of time to thoroughly study what the predecessors left to me.”

Hearing that.

Fang Qiu looked at the Cannon of Poison in his hand.

Then he asked, “Why not passing this book on to Li Qingshi?”

“It’s not that I didn’t want to give it to him. It’s because he cannot bear it.”

Zhang Xinming shook his head and said, “After he learned, he inevitably cannot bear the pressure that the whole Chinese medicine community will put on him, and he will collapse. If I give this book to him, it’ll harm him instead of helping him. It’s better to let him walk the fine road of orthodox Chinese medicine.”

“Since you can take the poison from me, you can take the book.”

Fang Qiu nodded and thanked him.

Not asking anymore, he left together with Xu Miaolin.

They walked out of the teachers’ dormitory.

Fang Qiu took a look at the Cannon of Poison in his hand, then put the book into his trouser pocket and turned his eyes to Xu Miaolin, who had been silent for a long time.

“Are you curious to know the thing about Poison-making Doctors?”

Xu Miaolin suddenly said.

“That’s right.”

Fang Qiu nodded.

“Well, since he has given you the Cannon of Poison, the most precious book of their lineage, I will tell you about it.”

Xu Miaolin said with mixed emotions, “In those days, Poison-making Doctors did exist, and they represented a very powerful school of medicine. Just as Zhang Xinming said, they could cure many tricky diseases that many orthodox Chinese Medicine doctors could not cure.”

“Then why…?”

Fang Qiu asked.

“Why did they exclude Poison-making Doctors?”

Xu Miaolin shook his head and said, “Poison-making Doctors were all crazy!”

“They tested people for the toxicity of the drugs and for the symptoms of the poisons, and they poisoned a lot of people.”

“Some of them were patients who knew nothing about it, and others were… ”

Xu Miaolin paused.

“Were what?”

Asked Fang Qiu.