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A moment later, Yu Qiu invited the doctor to the next room.
As soon as the doctor entered, he noticed something wrong with the scent in the room and went directly to the table to check the incense burner.
The doctor opened the incense burner and his face slightly changed: "Miss, there is something strange about this incense."
Anyone with common sense could understand the implications of the doctor's words, especially since everyone present was no fool.
Murong Xin's face was cold and somber, filled with a fierce aura: "Someone, investigate this! I want to see which fool dared to mess around during my father's birthday celebration!"
Everyone was intimidated by Murong Xin's imposing presence, and nobody dared to say a word.
Xue Yi's fingers, gripping a handkerchief, turned slightly white, feeling anxious.
