Chapter 317
"What do you mean by that?" The old man sounded annoyed. "Are you saying I did this to myself?"
"Of course not." Richard gently touched his scar, and his eyes looked cold. "This scar looks more like the result of poisoning, and the scar rotted away instead of a burn."
The man sounded even more stern. "Did Simon poison me?"
"That's impossible," Richard answered honestly. "Mr. Simon led an almost flawless life and was known for his honesty. If he failed to treat you, it would damage his reputation. People in the medical field care a great deal about their reputation, so he wouldn't shoot his own foot like that."
"So what are you trying to say?"
Richard met his gaze and calmly posed a question, "Do you have any enemies? This poison isn't found in Bodgow but is common in Carajan."
The man thought about it, and a familiar face came to mind. 'Carajan… It must be that person.'
"Thanks for telling me. I had assumed it was a poorly treated burn, but it seems it was poison!" The old
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