Is It Really Poisoning

Quentin Lin was a clever and resourceful child, and he immediately understood what Su Li wanted.

He tiptoed quietly into the inner chamber. Belle was sound asleep. Quentin Lin gently took Belle's wrist, pressing his fingers to her skin, and closed his eyes to carefully feel her pulse.

Outside the door, Su Li and the others were a bundle of nerves. Su Li's heart was pounding—if Belle really gave birth to a child with mental impairment because of poisoning, things would be very serious indeed.

After all, someone had managed to slip into the heavily guarded Prince of Qin's Manor and poison Belle.

Besides Belle, there were two other pregnant women in the Prince of Qin's Manor—Su Li and Mrs. Penny.

If that person could poison Belle, wouldn't Su Li and Mrs. Penny be in danger too!?

Thinking of this, Su Li felt her heart tighten and subconsciously touched her own belly.

If her child turned out to be like Belle's child—a mentally impaired baby...

Su Li suddenly felt as if she'd been struck by lightning. She didn't dare think any further and could only hope in her heart that it wasn't because of poisoning.

After a while, Quentin Lin slipped out. Su Li was so tense she could barely breathe. She grabbed him and asked, "Quentin, was Belle poisoned?"

Quentin Lin saw how anxious Su Li was and squeezed her hand, shaking his head, "No, I didn't find any traces of poisoning in Belle at all."

"Really..." Su Li finally breathed a sigh of relief, her back drenched in sweat.

Quentin Lin diagnosed that Belle wasn't poisoned, but Eugene Jr. and the others still felt miserable.

Quentin Lin pursed his lips, looking at the worried adults. He sighed, squatted down next to Eugene Jr., and gently massaged the baby's delicate arm. Then, out of habit as a young doctor, he placed his fingers on the baby's pulse.

It's very hard to feel the pulse of a newborn.

Quentin Lin held the baby's wrist for a moment. Suddenly, his face changed dramatically, and like a little cannonball, he shot out of the birthing room, dashed straight to the next room, and dragged Simon Yu by the arm, pulling him out. "Simon, come with me to the birthing room—quick!"

"Oh my little ancestor, what are you doing? I'm an outsider—if I go into the birthing room, Belle's in-laws might kill me!" Simon Yu protested.

Quentin Lin didn't slow down, rattling off, "Simon, weren't you just wondering why the baby didn't cry at birth? I just felt the baby's pulse and something's off, but my medical skills aren't good enough to figure out more. Please, check Belle's baby!"

When Simon Yu heard this, he stopped resisting and quickly followed Quentin Lin into the birthing room.

Simon Yu's sudden entrance startled everyone in the room.

Quentin Lin's little face was tense, as if facing a great enemy. Everyone knew how clever he was, so seeing his expression, no one dared say much. They cooperated, placing the baby on the bed for Simon Yu to check the pulse.

Simon Yu knelt by the baby's crib, took the baby's pulse, and closed his eyes. After a while, he opened them, his face extremely grim. He glanced around at everyone's anxious faces and said, "I found a strange toxin in this child's body... From what I can tell, the child's mental impairment is definitely related to this toxin."

"It's really poisoning!?" Su Li's legs went weak and she nearly collapsed. Quentin Lin reacted quickly, helping her to a seat, then said to everyone, "Don't panic—if it's poisoning, there might be a cure. I'll go get my father right away; maybe it's not too late to save the child!"