Master Xiaobei glanced at him playfully and lazily asked, "Why do you say that?"
Glaring harshly at Master Xiaobei, Yan Chengwei replied impatiently, "Why do I say that? Obviously because I couldn’t find anything on my side!"
Hearing Yan Chengwei’s confident reply, Master Xiaobei laughed out loud.
Then, Master Xiaobei turned his head to look at the instrument and said indifferently, "Not finding anything means I didn’t poison you? Maybe your instrument is just too crappy and can’t find anything."
"Are you kidding? It’s crappy? This is the most advanced instrument currently available. If you really poisoned me, it wouldn’t miss it!"
"Any instrument can malfunction. Otherwise, take a look at your hand."
Hearing Master Xiaobei’s talk, Yan Chengwei instinctively turned to take a look.
Instantly, his expression turned into a deep scowl.
Because he found that his palm had started to turn blue.
"What’s happening?"
Surprised, he brought his hand closer to take a very careful look.
He found that the spot where Master Xiaobei had punctured was the most blue.
It was evident that he was poisoned.
Seeing his shocked expression, Master Xiaobei smiled faintly, "Now do you still claim you’re not poisoned? Your instrument obviously has serious issues if it can’t detect anything!"
Hearing this sarcastic remark, Yan Chengwei glared at his subordinates, "Thoroughly check the machine!"
"Yes!"
They agreed and began a meticulous inspection.
After three minutes, they couldn’t find a single problem; all the instrument’s data was completely normal.
The leader glanced at the others and whispered, "Did any of you find anything wrong?"
"I didn’t!"
"Neither did I!"
"Me neither!"
Hearing these responses, he nodded.
Soon, he smiled warmly at Yan Chengwei, "Brother Yan, we just checked thoroughly, and now we are sure there’s not a single issue."
Receiving this confident reply, Yan Chengwei looked at him coldly, "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I’m sure, absolutely sure!"
"Alright, draw blood again!"
"Yes!"
He agreed and called out again.
Soon, those people gathered around Yan Chengwei again...
A minute later, the latest blood sample was packed up by them again.
Seeing them place the drawn blood sample into the instrument again, Yan Chengwei looked at Master Xiaobei with contempt and said coldly, "That was just an accident earlier. In three minutes, you’ll know just how terrifying this instrument is."
"Better hurry up, or you might have to amputate!"
Hearing such a frank remark, Yan Chengwei glanced over, discovering his palms and the back of his hands started changing color too.
His eye twitched hard, and Yan Chengwei with contempt, "Trying to scare me? Do you think I scare that easily?"
"Whatever you say!"
Master Xiaobei pouted nonchalantly, then quickly turned to the hospital dean, "Do we have any sunflower seeds left?"
"Of course!"
"Go get some; watching a scene is more fun with sunflower seeds."
"I’ll get them right away!"
With that, he immediately turned and ran off.
After the dean left, Li Nan came over to Master Xiaobei and hesitated slightly before whispering, "Master Bei, how do you feel now? Is there anything uncomfortable?"
Li Nan was particularly worried about Master Xiaobei.

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