The Wealthy Eldest Sister Rules Supreme

Poisoned?

Fang Hou was taken aback, and even Manager Fang next to him was shocked, “Is Manager Zhuang implying that my young master has been poisoned by someone?”

“We can’t be sure yet if someone deliberately poisoned him or if Manager Cheng was accidentally exposed to the poison.”

Zhuang Qingning replied, “What we can now be certain of is that Manager Cheng has indeed been poisoned, and the poison has invaded his five internal organs. But based on his pulse, it would be difficult to treat as it seems like his five organs are all damaged.”

“Then, does Manager Zhuang have a cure?” Fang Hou hurriedly asked.

Manager Fang on the side also nodded along.

“There is indeed a… ” said Zhuang Qingning, “but I’ll need you to leave the room. Your presence may interfere with the treatment.”

“This…” Fang Hou and Manager Fang exchanged glances.

Sometimes, doctors do need to be alone when treating patients.

Some do so to prevent others from stealing medical knowledge, while others adopt this practice because their treatments are extreme, fearing that observers may lose control of their emotions and end up disrupting the treatment.

The Cheng family also owns a pharmacy, so as Fang Hou and Manager Fang have some medical knowledge, they understood Zhuang Qingning’s request.

After weighing up the situation for a moment, they both nodded.

“Then, we’ll wait outside. If Miss Zhuang needs any help, just call us. How long do you think it will take?”

“Approximately, the time it takes to brew a pot of tea,” Zhuang Qingning said. “Could you prepare some hot water, alcohol, and candles for me?”

“Yes.” Fang Hou quickly prepared these items and then, following Zhuang Qingning’s instructions, he and Manager Fang waited outside the door.

Seeing them leave and the door closed tightly, Zhuang Qingning heaved a sigh of relief and washed her hands with the hot water.

Then…

So, what now?

[Because this poison damages the internal organs, taking oral medicine is too slow. The logical method would be intravenous drip, but using modern medical equipment would be too conspicuous. The compromise is to inject the antidote into the muscles.]

[The system has prepared the medicine and disposable syringe. The host can start injecting.]

Zhuang Qingning sighed in relief again.

Phew, that’s relieving. It’s within her ability.

Having worked as a volunteer medical assistant in remote areas, she could perform basic procedures like blood drawing, IV and muscular injections, and basic wound treatment. Anything more advanced, such as diagnosing diseases and minor surgeries, would exceed her skillset.

Zhuang Qingning put on a disposable mask and latex gloves provided by the system, and skillfully unwrapped the syringe before drawing the drugs into it.

The best place for a muscular injection is the buttock muscles because it’s loosely structured and facilitates the absorption of the drug.

But, in this situation…

Zhuang Qingning felt it was physically and psychologically unacceptable to pull down a collaborator’s trousers, especially as he was a young man. After hesitating, she injected the antidote into the deltoid, the upper arm where vaccinations are usually administered – the second-best spot after the buttocks.

The dose of the antidote wasn’t large, and the deltoid muscle could contain it completely.

Rolling up sleeves, disinfecting, injecting, injecting medicine, and removing the needle…

In one smooth motion, Zhuang Qingning skillfully pressed a cotton swab onto the puncture site. After a while, seeing no adverse effects, she gathered up the medical waste and handed it over to a certain medical waste disposal facility.

[The detoxification requires three injections, one per day. Additionally, oral medication is needed to assist the treatment.]

[Oral medication mainly aids in the effectiveness of the detoxification and helps the body better absorb it, suppressing the side effects of the detoxification.]

[Oral medication, white tablets are to be taken three times a day, two tablets each time; red capsules are to be taken three times a day, one capsule at a time.]

[After continuous consumption for a week, only the white tablets are needed. Continue for another month or so, and the patient should recover.]

Well, the treatment period is not long, but this…

Zhuang Qingning looked at the tablets and capsules in her hand, completely exasperated.

How should she explain the existence of these things to people of this era?

[…Don’t panic every time modern objects appear in host’s sight. Wrap them in maltose, and let the patient swallow it; nobody could guess what’s inside.]

That’s a brilliant idea!

For the first time, Zhuang Qingning felt that the wisdom of certain things was on point.

People in this era were very receptive to pills, and if it is made into a big pill, no one would know what’s inside, nor would anyone intentionally crack it open.

It could indeed be a very appropriate treatment method.

Zhuang Qingning raised her eyebrows, gingerly placed the two strips of medicine in her sleeve, and walked outside.

Outside, Fang Hou was waiting anxiously, pacing back and forth by the door. He sometimes pressed his ear to it to listen to what was going on inside, but as he didn’t hear any noises, he grew increasingly anxious.

“Calm down.” Manager Fang signaled Fang Hou to quit his unease.

“I want to, but…” Fang Hou frowned and took a deep sigh.

After all, it was the Third Young Master lying inside.

How could he calm down?

Just as he was getting worried, the door suddenly crashed open and Zhuang Qingning appeared at the doorway.

“Manager Zhuang, how is it?” Fang Hou asked anxiously.

Zhuang Qingning wiped her hands with a cloth, and then wiped the sweat off her forehead, making it seem like she had just endured a physically strenuous activity. She said, “I have just detoxified Manager Cheng — he has slightly improved.”

“But to completely overcome the toxin, I need to detoxify him two more times and request him to take detoxification pills every day. I will need to prepare two types of detoxifying pills for Manager Cheng.”

“Much obliged to Manager Zhuang.” While thanking her, Fang Hou looked at Cheng Ruize’s condition.

Although he didn’t understand the pulse diagnosis, he could feel Cheng Ruize’s breathing had become stronger compared to earlier.

This brought Fang Hou intense relief.

“Manager Zhuang, if you need herbs to make the pills, feel free to get them from the Cheng’s herbal shop,” said Manager Fang.

“Thank you, Manager Fang, but the items I need to make the detoxification pills are quite uncommon. It’s unlikely that Cheng’s herbal shop will have them, and only I have them here. Do not worry, the pills will be prepared in half an hour.”

After all, she needed maltose, something Cheng’s herbal shop definitely wouldn’t have.

Also, she preferred to keep this to herself for the time being.

Many of the pill-making procedures and prescriptions were critical assets for doctors. Manager Fang didn’t try to argue and, following Zhuang Qingning’s words, escorted her back to Zhuang’s cloth shop.

Zhuang Qingning brought back lots of maltose, and after boiling it down, she wrapped the drug tablets and capsules in it to make various types of pills.

The tablets were rounded and flat, while the capsules were oval like rugby balls. They were fairly easy to distinguish.