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Without another word, Francesca limped over and examined Danrique's wound. “You've been poisoned,” she said without a hint of doubt.

“Duh,” George scoffed. “That's what I said.”

Francesca's slender hand brushed against Danrique's back before landing on his waist injury. Upon taking a closer look, she then came to a conclusion.

“Your wound's already inflamed, but I can still see that it was caused by a snake bite. It's not just any ordinary snake either; it's one that's been biochemically refined by having its venom merged with other microbes, which makes its venom different from usual.”

Sean's expression turned grave. “How can you tell?”

Danrique's eyes narrowed. No one except for Sean and a few other confidants was supposed to know this.

“Can you tell, Dr. Henderson?”

Instead of answering Sean, Francesca turned to George with a raised brow.

“I...” There was evidently a look of panic in George's eyes.

“In modern medicine, attempting to treat this will cause just as much damage to the body. You'll have to rely on traditional medicine instead,” Francesca deduced. “Whether you believe me or not, that's up to you.”

she started limping

dumbfounded but quickly followed

what she says, Mr. Lindberg,” George remarked in exasperation.

days, I came to learn about a Chanaean doctor specializing in treating venoms. I even heard that he was the one who had cured Danontand's prince and also the

mentor once, but the old man is so

door, rolled her eyes as

Lindberg. I'll definitely cure you,” George assured. “It's just that modern medicine does

Suddenly, Danrique spoke. “You.”

the door stopped in her tracks, turned around,

confident are you?” Danrique asked, cutting straight

Francesca answered firmly. “But

will it

whether there are any other issues. If you want to keep that part of your

“Uhh...”

of one's body was required for treatment.

out

object. “This is pure nonsense, Mr.

a miserable death if you dare lie