“Pork? You should really ask your mother where she got it from.”


    Lady Wilson shot a disapproving look at Hannah and bitterly questioned, “Did you go to the ck market and buy some water-injected pork?”


    Hannah quickly responded, shaking her head vigorously. “No! I saw the butcher cut the meat from the pig myself. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with the pork.”


    Wendy chimed in, “What about the flour? Could the dumpling skin have been the issue?”


    Hannah shook her head once more. “No, the flour was perfectly fine; we used it this morning.”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    If neither the flour nor the pork was to me, could it possibly be the chives?


    Hannah’s eyes widened in realization. “It must be the chives. Maybe they had pesticide residues.”


    Lady Wilson frowned again, clearly disapproving. “No, the chives were freshly cut. That can’t be the issue. Besides, Harold washed them, so he should have removed any pesticide residues.”


    Harold interjected, “Yes! I washed the chives thoroughly, scrubbing every single leaf.”


    The Wilson family exchanged theories and frustrations but came to no conclusive answer, leaving them to share puzzled and worried nces.


    The doctor sighed and said, “If we can’t identify the culprit, you’ll just have to endure the pain a little longer. We’ll need to take blood and secretion samples for testing. Once we have the results, we’ll know what kind of poison has caused your difort.”


    Lady Wilson nodded weakly, urging, “Okay, go ahead and run the tests, please hurry!”


    After about an hour of anxious waiting, the doctor re-entered the room, papers in hand.


    As he stepped inside, he announced, “Your test results are in. The cause of your food poisoning is narcissus, a toxic substance derived from daffodils. It appears all five of you ingested a significant amount of this poison. What happened? Did you nt daffodils at home?”


    Lady Wilson looked bewildered. “Narcissus? Toxic daffodils? What are you talking about?”


    The doctor exined, “Daffodils aremon flowering nts that many households have for their blooms, but when they’re not flowering, they can easily be mistaken for chives. Every year, we see numerous cases of food poisoning from people mistakenly eating them.”


    He then pulled out his phone, found pictures of daffodils, and showed them to Lady Wilson. “Here they are.”<fnc272> ???s ??????? ?s ?????? ?? Find~Novel</fnc272>


    Lady Wilson’s face went pale as she looked at the image. With trembling hands, she pointed at the photo and murmured, “Isn’t… isn’t this the new chives Charlie had in his yard today? Oh no, they were daffodils!”


    Fists clenched until her knuckles turned white, she shouted at the top of her lungs, “Charlie, you monster! How could someone be so cruel?”


    The doctor, taken aback, asked, “What’s happening? Did someone poison you on purpose? If that’s the case, you need to contact the police!”


    Harold, filled with indignation, yelled, “Grandma! Call the police! We need to arrest Charlie, that scoundrel!”


    Lady Wilson, feeling furious, promptly pulled out her phone, dialed 911, and with trembling fingers pressed call.


    Once the call connected, the operator’s voice came through, “Hello, this is 911. What’s your emergency?”


    Lady Wilson replied urgently, “Hello, we’ve been poisoned! All five of us in the family are affected. You must help us catch the wicked person responsible!”


    The operator’s demeanor shifted immediately as they asked, “Can you exin the situation in detail?”


    Lady Wilson continued, “There’s a man named Charlie Wade who lives at Thompson First Vi A05. He nted daffodils that look just like chives in his yard!”


    “I mistakenly harvested some of his daffodils this afternoon thinking they were chives to make dumplings for dinner. Now, we’re suffering from food poisoning and are in the hospital. Please, you have to help us!”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>