Chapter 1293


    “No! You can’t take the Snow Panax Pill!” Leon’s expression darkened and he stepped forward.


    “What are you doing?”


    Everyone, including Damian, Patrick, and Penny, turned to look at Leon in confusion. Iris, who was


    standing next to Leon, was confused as well.


    “There’s a saying that a quack is as lethal as a snake. I didn’t believe it in the past, but looks like it’s


    true after all!” Leon scoffed.


    “Kid, who are you calling a quack?!” Mister Yair’s expression darkened and he red at Leon angrily.


    “You, of course! Damian has been poisoned, yet you diagnosed that he suffered nerve damage and


    tries to feed him something that would worsen his condition. That makes you a quack!” Leon spat


    coldly.


    Through studying Damian’s true energy, Leon had been able to tell that Damian was poisoned. If Mister


    Yair simply failed to see what the issue was like the doctors who came before him, it would not cause


    Damian any further damage; however, Mister Yair had given Damian a medication that could potentially


    kill Damian and Leon simply could not stand idly by.


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    “Poison? What do you mean?” Both Damian and Patrick were shocked.


    “If I’m not mistaken, Damian has been poisoned with Veratrum poison! It’s a poison that works over the


    course of a long period of time, made with seven kinds of poisonous herbs. One of them is Veratrum


    nigrum. The toxic element of this nt will be maximized when mixed with Panax and you might die


    right away if you take the Snow Panax Pill!” Leon deadpanned.


    “What?!” Everyone froze in shock and Damian’s expression darkened. He was immobile at the


    moment, but at least he was alive. If what Leon said was indeed true, he would suffer worse


    consequences if he ingested the Snow Panax Pill.


    “What a load of lies! Damian has suffered damage to his nerves. He was not poisoned! Who are you to


    argue with my diagnosis, kid!” Mister Yair roared.


    He had been a doctor for decades and had always been proud of his skills. Not only had Leon


    challenged him, but he had also called Mister Yair a ‘quack‘ and Mister Yair refused to put up with it.


    “That’s right! I was indeed injured before. I must have suffered damage to my nerves. This can’t be the


    work of some poison!” Damian sobered.


    He knew his condition better than anyone and since Mister Yair had been right about the injury he


    suffered two years ago, it was clear who had the correct diagnosis.


    Patrick recovered from the initial shock.


    Mister Yair was a known doctor, whose skills had been respected by many; while Leon was only a


    young man who imed that Damian was poisoned without even checking Damian’s body at all, so


    there was no way that Patrick would believe Leon.