Chapter 582: 509 Ying Zijin: Pill Alliance? What’s that?[(2nd update)] Chapter 582: 509 Ying Zijin: Pill Alliance? What’s that?[(2nd update)] This sentence struck Ji Yihang, and he too was startled.

He believed in Ying Zijin, and also in her claim that the medicine could cure his father-in-law.

But indeed, he did not know that Ying Zijin had medical skills as well.

However, since Wen Fengmian had said so, it must be true.

“Yes, I want to see it, so what?” Ji Yiyuan said coldly after his moment of shock, “Aren’t you skilled in medicine? Then explain how this mishap happened?”

“Miss Yan Anhe could tell at a glance that the medicine was not fit for consumption, so why didn’t you notice?”

“Mm, wait for me to return.” Ying Zijin was currently in O continent, video calling with Wen Fengmian, “Dad, you take Second Uncle out first, the interrogation room is damp and cold, it’s bad for his health.”

Wen Fengmian nodded and handed Ji Yihang a bottle of water, “Second Brother, let’s go first.”

Ji Yiyuan’s face turned very unsightly, “On what grounds can you take him away? Wen Fengmian, you have not yet inherited the Ji Family.”

Madam Ji’s father is an Elder of the Ji Family, and even if Madam Ji personally went to the Inner Court to plead, it would be of no use.

“Sorry, I just moved up to the 28th place on the Merit List,” Wen Fengmian replied indifferently, “I have the qualifications to bail someone out.”

Ji Yiyuan’s face was turning green with rage, “You, you…”
How long had Wen Fengmian returned to the Ji Family for him to suddenly leap to the top thirty of the Merit List?

Moreover, he had clearly sent someone to divert Wen Fengmian.

How had Wen Fengmian come back so quickly?

Ji Yiyuan could only watch helplessly as Ji Yihang was taken away by Wen Fengmian.

His expression shifting unpredictably, he stood at the door of the interrogation room and made a call, “Hello, Miss Yan, may I see your niece? I’d like to ask her about some matters regarding pharmacology.”

For instance, how to make a seriously ill person die.

**
After leaving the Research Institute, Ji Yiyuan met with Yan Anhe at a cafe in the city center.

After the rally race ended, Yan Anhe had immediately returned from O continent without lingering any longer.

After all, she had been disgraced by a tire failure in the first stage and could not continue.

Ji Yiyuan recounted the night’s events to her.

“Yes, I can be sure, with eighty percent confidence,” Yan Anhe said lightly. “His symptoms aren’t different from what I described, are they?”

“They are the same, very much the same,” Ji Yiyuan nodded, “Miss Anhe, I have great faith in your medical skills. I’ve come to ask if you have a way to make someone die amidst a serious illness.”

Yan Anhe paused in sipping her coffee, surprised, “You mean to…”

Ji Yiyuan smiled, “Miss Anhe, this matter has nothing to do with you, I just came to inquire.”

Yan Anhe casually named a few substances, “Using these would act quickly, and they’re hard to trace.”

“Thank you, Miss Anhe.” Having obtained what he wanted, Ji Yiyuan left promptly.

Yan Anhe remained seated, slowly sipping her coffee.

Ji Yiyuan might not be the brightest, but he held a lot of sway in the Ji Family, and it would also benefit her aunt, Yan Ruoxue.

If she could help, she would.

**
Early next morning,
The Inner Court Guard came again, accompanied by Ji Yiyuan.

News came from the sick ward that Madam Ji’s father’s illness had worsened once more; he had been moved to the intensive care unit.

All signs indicated involvement with Ji Yihang.

After all, the medicine taken by Madam Ji’s father had been in Ji Yihang’s custody, and no one else could have tampered with it.

Ji Yiyuan sneered, “Ji Yihang, I’d like to see how you escape this time.”

His men were already in action, ready to let Madam Ji’s father die in the hospital and lay all blame on Ji Yihang.

Wen Fengmian had only one bail privilege, and this time it was gone.

This time, the Guard Squad took Ji Yihang to the punishment room.

All they awaited was formal authorization from the Inner Court, and they could begin to torture Ji Yihang.

Such torture would render him useless for life.

After all, a researcher needs his hands.

With no hands, no experiments could be conducted.

Hence, his fate would either be death or expulsion from the Ji Family to beg in the streets.

Ji Yiyuan had been waiting for this day for a long time, he picked up a punishment tool nearby, and smiled again, “What do you say if I burned your hands, how would that be?”

A faint voice came from the door, “Then you can give it a try.”

“What are you doing here?” Ji Yiyuan’s face darkened, “Ying Zijin, don’t blame me for not warning you, you are hardly considered a member of the Ji Family, and you barely have any merit, it’s best if you keep a low profile.”

“Slandering a researcher on the Merit List, secretly harming an elder of the Ji Family.” Ying Zijin nodded slightly, “These two charges are quite serious.”

“How did I slander? How did I secretly harm anyone?” Ji Yiyuan sneered coldly, “Fine, you know medicine, do you know the Pill Alliance?”

Ying Zijin lifted his gaze indifferently, “I don’t.”

What a useless alliance.

“You don’t know the Pill Alliance, and yet you have the nerve to say you know medicine?” Ji Yiyuan looked at him with scorn, “Then your medical skills must be pretty subpar. Miss Anhe is a member of the Pill Alliance, and you don’t even know what that is. Are you saying she’s wrong?”

The Pill Alliance, that is the ultimate temple recognized by all in the Ancient Medical Field.

Being a high-level member of the Pill Alliance is something that practitioners of Ancient Medicine dearly wish for.

“She’s not wrong, that pill indeed isn’t suitable to take.” Ying Zijin crossed his arms, leaning against the wall, slightly tilting his head, “But I’ve reformulated it.”

Only, the surface effects are the same as the original pill.

Even an average practitioner of Ancient Medicine couldn’t tell the difference, let alone Yan Anhe who had only just entered the threshold of Ancient Medicine and couldn’t even be considered an apprentice.

“What kind of joke are you making?” A vein on Ji Yiyuan’s forehead throbbed, “You think that just because you’re a practitioner of Ancient Medicine and you’ve reformulated it, the efficacy has changed?”

His understanding of Ancient Medicine was limited; he had only heard about it in passing from Yan Ruoxue.

Every successfully formulated Elixir has gone through countless processes, and the likelihood of reformulating it is less than one percent.

“Well, I have another way.” Ji Yiyuan clicked his tongue, “I’ll invite Miss Yan Anhe to treat your father-in-law, and your family leaves the Ji Family, how about that?”

To say leaving amounted to death when it came to the Ji Family.

“Not so good.” At this moment, the dejection on Ji Yihang’s face disappeared, restoring his usual composure, “Sorry, I was pretending.”

“Pretending what?” Ji Yiyuan frowned, suddenly realizing something was amiss, “Ji Yihang, make yourself clear!”

“I said it, I was pretending.” Ji Yihang straightened his tie, surprised, “Otherwise, do you really think just because of you, Fong Mian has been outside for six hours? Who do you think you are?”

Ji Yiyuan was now in a disadvantageous position, but Wen Fengmian had regained his Merit Points and status, making him a focus of attention within the Inner Court.

Even though Ji Yiyuan’s connections were the widest within the Ji Family, he could not cover the sky with one hand.

“Pretending, pretending?” Ji Yiyuan’s mind was somewhat overflowing, “Ji Yihang, what do you mean exactly?!”

“Oh, right, my father-in-law actually has no issues at all.” Ji Yihang seemed to remember something, smiling amiably, “He too was pretending, his illness is cured.”

“Impossible.” Ji Yiyuan was filled with incredulity, “I personally saw the alarm on the monitoring device, and the doctors have also checked it over; your father-in-law was certain to die!”

If it was all pretense, could it deceive modern high-tech?

He had been watching for a long time, confirming the accuracy before he immediately reported the news to the Inner Court, and then burst in.

Moreover, Yan Anhe had said that the medicine was only for the gravely ill.

If one is healthy, it’s utterly useless.

Could it be…

Ji Yiyuan couldn’t help but take a step back, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Could Ying Zijin really practice Ancient Medicine?!

Impossible, this was the most laughable joke he had ever heard.

“Utter nonsense!” Ji Yiyuan burst out laughing in anger, “Ji Yihang, you say you were pretending and that means you were? Let me tell you, you can only collect your father-in-law’s corpse!”

A voice full of strength rose up, carrying an air of authority, “Who says, I’m dead?”

“Madam, Dad.” Ji Yihang stepped forward, hurriedly supporting the elder who entered, “Dad, why don’t you rest a bit more?”

“I’m fine.” The elder waved his hand, “I haven’t felt this spry in a long time, no need.”

With that, he cast a sharp glance at Ji Yiyuan.

Ji Yiyuan shuddered, “Elder, I…”

Madam Ji gave a cold smile, “If it wasn’t convincingly faked, how could we let down your guard, to catch you in the act so easily?”

No, she shouldn’t use “catch in the act” to describe Ji Yiyuan.

At least one can make soup from turtles.

She would buy a few turtles when she went back, perfect for trying a new dish.

Madam Ji spoke again, coldly, “Of course, if you behaved, nothing would have happened, we don’t want to hurt people, but you are not human.”

Time and again, nobody would sit idly by waiting for doom.

Ji Yiyuan was now completely panicked, “No! You, you all…”

Then there was the sound of hurried footsteps.

Ji Yiyuan turned his head to look towards the door, and his mind buzzed, “Boom,” as if exploding.