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All the doctors had their pens and papers ready to take down Zeirenne's answers. "What was the last thing you ate. Or the food you think contained poison?"
Zeirenne grabbed the box of chocolate beside her and handed it to one of the nurses. "I ate four chocolates in total, and I'm a hundred percent sure that--never mind." She stopped herself from telling them she tasted the poison herself. They would probably look at her like she's insane. Invidex was supposed to be a tasteless poison after all, and telling them she has immunity and can detect any kind of poison would drag the matter longer. She cooperated like a well-behaved patient instead.
"Then we'll have this box of chocolate tested," The doctor said before asking another question. "What are you feeling? Is there a certain part that feels painful?" He hovered his hand around his upper body for a visual representation.
