Facing the middle-aged man's doubt, I didn't get angry. I waved my hand, signaling Mr. Li to sit down. Shortly after, I began to diagnose him. Traditional Chinese medicine was about looking, listening, questioning, and feeling the pulse. As soon as I examined him, I found that there was something wrong with his body.
He seemed to be in high spirits, but in fact, his bodily functions were very weak in all aspects. Originally, he only had a migraine. In other words, at most, there were more serious neurological problems in his brain, but other organs also had different degrees of pathological deterioration. This was not the kind of decline caused by aging.
My face became serious. If I wasn't wrong, the pellet Huang Yaoshi had given Mr. Li also had a similar problem. Oh my God, what did he want to do?
The four big families in the capital were the symbols of the top nobles. Old Li and Old Peng were the backbone of two of them. Their status couldn't be described with just the word 'precious'.
How many people racked their brains trying to curry favor with them, but none of them got what they wanted? Those who got what they wanted, didn't they still coax them into submission? However, when it came to Huang Yaoshi, he unexpectedly used this kind of trick.
If the pellet given to Old Peng was a coincidence, it was enough to prove that Huang Yaoshi had done it on purpose when he gave Mr. Li the pellet!
I thought about it and felt my hair stand on end. Mr. Li had developed a certain dependence on the pellet. Even if he didn't want to admit it, it was an indisputable fact.
The pill had indeed maintained his health, but it was also wearing down his willpower. Once he became addicted to that thing, it basically meant that Old Man Li had become his puppet. This was originally a special kind of drug, and unless one was a powerful martial artist, it was impossible to get rid of it.
Of course, this was just the initial goal. Later on, he would control the entire Li family!
In the eyes of an outsider, this kind of thing might seem like a fantasy and unrealistic. However, some people with ulterior motives would devise layers upon layers of conspiracies. As long as there were no problems and they were carried out step by step, it would be absolutely watertight.
Just like before, when Shangguan's grandpa was in a crisis, under the joint efforts of old man Ouyang and Shangguan Jie, the two of them staged a deception and almost passed off the fake as the real one. If Grandmaster Chen hadn't been there and exposed the fake one, it was very likely that they would have deceived everyone. If the engagement ceremony had been fobbed off, the Shangguan family would really be "finished".
Huang Yaoshi's method of hiding the poison in the pellet was quite subtle. Unless one was a real expert, it was almost impossible to find any clues.
No, no, the seriousness of this matter was beyond my imagination. I couldn't just let it rot in my stomach. I would talk to Grandmaster Chen later and see what his attitude was. After all, I hadn't been in the capital for a long time, so there were many things I didn't know.
However, I also understood that Huang Yaoshi was a member of the True Martial Hall. Moreover, his status as a first-tier alchemist wasn't low. For him to do such a thing was already very deranged. I felt that since the True Martial Hall was above the six great dojos, it should be an organization brimming with a sense of justice. This kind of despicable and shameless practice was most likely Huang Yaoshi's personal problem.
"Xiao Zhuang, how is it?" Grandpa Li couldn't help but ask.
"Grandpa, your illness was branded when you were young. If I'm not wrong, you often get exposed to the wind. Moreover, it has been dragged out for a long time. In the past, the illness was light, so you didn't pay attention to it. But now that you are old, you can't bear it." I calmly analyzed.
"Aha, that's right. Xiao Zhuang, your words really hit the nail on the head. In the past, I was the commander of the Second Battalion of the Marine Corps Motorcycle Regiment. Every day, I drove a motorcycle everywhere. It was even more impressive than the young people who drive top sports cars." Grandpa Li's eyes couldn't help but light up.
"Yes, Grandpa, in addition to head tilt, you also have cold legs, which is often called rheumatoid arthritis." I reached out my hand and pressed on his knee. Grandpa Li couldn't help but grimace.
"That's right. I didn't pay attention to my legs at that time. Those rookies made knee pads for me to keep me warm, but I was too lazy to use them. I deserved it." Grandpa Li shook his head and said with a hint of regret.
In fact, it wasn't only the young people who liked to show off. It was the same in his era. Having a motorcycle was more worth showing off than riding a girl.
If he wrapped himself up tightly, it would really ruin his valiant and heroic appearance. In addition, Old Man Li was a person who refused to admit defeat. As long as someone did this, he would compete to see who could withstand the cold. In the blink of an eye, nearly fifty years had passed. Most of those comrades from back then were gone. Most of them had died because of the torment of illness, which made Old Man Li sigh endlessly.
He had experienced the ups and downs that the older generation had gone through. Of course, compared to them, he was undoubtedly lucky.
The triggering of the Old Cold Leg was closely related to the weather. However, Old Master Li could still endure it. Once the migraine broke out, the feeling of a splitting headache was unbearable.
"Grandpa, your condition is better than Old Peng's. You don't need to take any miraculous pills or medicines."
I shrugged and couldn't help but remind him. At this critical moment, I couldn't make things too clear. At least, before I knew Huang Yaoshi's purpose, I had to endure it.
Otherwise, there would be people eavesdropping, and I might alert the enemy. I had a vague feeling that this was a conspiracy that would stun people. As an outsider, I had unknowingly stepped into it. Even if I didn't have any relationship with the two big families, I couldn't just watch them fall into the enemy's hands.