Not A Small-Town Girl
Chapter 86-2

David was secretly delighted because Danielle defended him.

Danielle placed her slender fingers on Owen’s pulse and frowned as she said, "As expected."

Owen thought, ’It’s said that what patients fear the most during a doctor’s consultation is seeing the doctor frown. Could it be that I really have been poisoned?’

"Is there a problem?" he asked.

Owen was a little curious. Ever since Danielle mentioned he had been poisoned, he had felt uncomfortable all over, though he wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination.

After taking his pulse, Danielle was now certain that this man had been deeply poisoned.

When she took his pulse earlier, the closer she got, the stronger the strange scent from the bracelet became.

"Your bracelet is the source of your poisoning," she said. "Can’t you smell the strange scent coming from it?"

Owen brought the bracelet closer and sniffed it. Indeed, he smelled a bit of a strange scent.

"There’s a bit," he said. "Could this scent be the poison?"

"Give me a knife," Danielle said coldly.

Owen handed Danielle the knife he usually carried with him.

Danielle then took the knife, aimed it at one of the rosary beads, and cut it.

Liam’s eyes widened, thinking, ’This young lady is really strong.’

The rosary bead was cut in half, and the fragrance was very strong. Sure enough, white powder could be seen in the middle of the bead.

"The white powder in the middle is the poison," Danielle said. "In less than two weeks, you’ll die from organ failure, and it’ll never occur to you that there’s something wrong with this string of rosary beads."

Danielle cut open the rest of the rosary beads. As expected, each one contained poison.

Danielle had to acknowledge that the person who poisoned him had clearly planned it meticulously and with great care. If it were anyone else, even people with some medical knowledge, it would probably have been difficult to detect the clue.

After all, this poison was extremely subtle, and its toxicity manifested very slowly. If it was not carefully observed and analyzed by professionals, there was no way to notice anything unusual.

Owen’s face darkened intensely. He thought, ’Damn, these people are asking for trouble. They actually used such a trick.

"Young lady, I’m sure you can treat me since you can tell at a glance that I’ve been poisoned, right?" he asked.