Jiang Zuiyao pressed Master Zou's arms tightly, but he was shaking so hard that even though Jiang Zuiyao tried his best to hold him down, he still couldn't hold him down. In desperation, Qin Nanxian found the rope and ordered: "Tie him up."

Get up and don't let him move!"

Jiang Zuiyao and the young man quickly tied Mr. Zou to the soft couch, and the situation even got a little out of control. Fortunately, the rope was strong enough, and the two of them worked together to stabilize Mr. Zou.

At first glance, Mr. Zou was tied to a soft couch with five flowers. His whole body was in pain and torture, as if he was being tortured.

"Stop torturing me! Cut off this leg! I can't bear it anymore!" Mr. Zou shouted hysterically, in agony.

Qin Nanxian said angrily: "If you don't take medicine to detoxify, your life will be gone. What legs do you need?"

Qin Nanxian took out a piece of white cloth from the medicine box, sprinkled some unknown white medicinal powder on it, and immediately began to wipe the wound.

The suppurating yellow liquid and the mucus burned by the blue medicine were all wiped away by Qin Nanxian. The wound was no longer as bloody as it was at the beginning, but blood was still flowing.

In a hurry, Qin Nanxian shouted: "Hemostasis powder!"

The young man quickly took out the hemostatic powder from the medicine box and sprinkled it evenly on the wound. The bleeding wound stopped within a moment.

The white powder mixed with blood covered the wound like putty. Thinking it was over, Qin Nanxian actually took out a scraper made of horns, filled the wound with the sticky white powder, and scraped off the excess.

Don't stop until it blends perfectly with the entire leg skin.

"Ah! Kill me! You'd better kill me!" Mr. Zou was already in so much pain that he couldn't help himself. He was twitching under the pain and torture, and it was worse than death.

Qin Nanxian looked at his painful look and said with hatred: "If you had listened to my advice, how could you be like this? Every time you come to me with half your life left, you deserve to suffer!"

Mr. Zou could not listen to the advice at this moment. He twitched for a moment, blinked, and fainted from the pain.

The young man quickly shouted: "Master, he fainted! Do you want to wake him up?"

Qin Nanxian threw away the scraper in his hand in disgust, picked up the handkerchief and wiped his fingers while saying: "It's okay to faint, so as not to suffer the consequences of being awake, let him sleep."

As soon as the young man heard this, he started to clean up the messy soft couch. Everyone fainted and could no longer move around, so he went to untie the rope on Mr. Zou's body.

Jiang Zuiyao, who had a clear view of the process, looked at the wound blankly, feeling incredible.

After taking a closer look, I saw something fishy.

This white powder mixed with blood should be able to promote wound recovery. Wrapping it with gauze will make the skin grow faster. As for the blue liquid just now, Jiang Zuiyao also guessed that it should be detoxifying.

The most serious injury to Mr. Zou is not the bruised skin, but the poison covering the wound. If the poison is not detoxified in time and the poison corrodes the body, Mr. Zou may not be able to survive.

Jiang Zuiyao narrowed her eyes slightly, no wonder she could let Mr. Zou come back alive. She was afraid that the person who poisoned him knew that Mr. Zou would not survive even if he escaped.

At the same time, Jiang Zuiyao turned to look at Qin Nanxian. This man really had some tricks up his sleeve.

Qin Nanxian happened to raise his head at this moment, met Jiang Zuiyao's eyes, and his face darkened: "Tell me, who sent you here?"

Jiang Zuiyao was slightly startled: "What do you mean?"

Qin Nanxian smiled coldly: "A skinny and weak woman didn't look panicked at all when she saw such a scene."

Jiang Zuiyao pursed her lips and told the truth: "I just heard that you have great medical skills, so I came here to take a look."

But such truth was hard to convince Qin Nanxian: "Tell me, who pinched your neck?"

Jiang Zuiyao turned away and said, "I want you to take care of it!"

Unexpectedly, Qin Nanxian actually smiled, a little sarcastically: "Young lady is not here to see a doctor, but to see someone, right?"

"Yes, I just came to see you." Jiang Zuiyao said bluntly, and Qin Nanxian asked again: "What's the purpose?"

"There is no purpose, just to see how powerful the so-called famous doctors are." Everything Jiang Zuiyao said was true, but how could Qin Nanxian believe it?

He didn't bother to beat around the bush with Jiang Zuiyao and asked more straightforwardly: "Are you from the palace or from the official family?"

Jiang Zuiyao didn't know where Qin Nanxian's question came from, so she looked at him suspiciously. Seeing that she didn't reply, Qin Nanxian looked her up and down and said, "Such slender limbs should not be from the Jianghu."

Jiang Zuiyao suddenly became anxious: "I don't have any purpose, why don't you believe me?"

Qin Nanxian was no longer suspicious. He put away his smile and turned cold. He suddenly changed his face to a serious one and said, "No matter who you are, I would like to advise you that you'd better not get involved in the Zou family's affairs. Otherwise, I

I’m afraid your life will soon be over.”

Jiang Zuiyao couldn't understand what Qin Nanxian was talking about, but she guessed that the man in front of her was by no means as simple as an ordinary doctor!

Immediately, Qin Nanxian sat down leisurely and said: "We've finished watching the excitement, you can go."

Jiang Zuiyao was surprised and slightly startled: "Don't you doubt me? Just let me go like this?"

Qin Nanxian said nonchalantly: "I only care about saving people, the rest has nothing to do with me."

Jiang Zuiyao was confused by this lack of comment, but it had nothing to do with her. She didn't want to cause trouble, so she turned around and left.

After walking a few steps, Qin Nanxian's voice came to mind again: "Remember my words, I'm doing this for your own good."

Jiang Zuiyao stopped and looked back at Qin Nanxian. His face at this moment was deep and solemn.

After leaving the door of Nanxian Hall, the sky was already getting dark, and Jiang Zuiyao was a little restless on the way back.

Everything that happened in Nanxian Hall did not look like what a medical clinic should be like. I couldn't help but think of what Feng said. Qin Nanxian did not treat everyone. What on earth did that unknown Mr. Zou experience in the palace?

No matter the cost of life.

As for Qin Nanxian, as a doctor, why would he come into contact with people like Mr. Zou? What is the reputation of this Nanxian Hall?

Walking into the bustling hustle and bustle, I heard the sound of hawking on the street, and suddenly smelled a tangy smell, which turned out to be wontons from a street stall.

It's true that I'm a little hungry.

Jiang Zuiyao sat down and ordered a bowl of hot soup wontons. People who knew her passing by were talking about her downfall today and the bad things in the past. Jiang Zuiyao ignored them at all, let alone took them to heart.

After filling my stomach, it was getting dark. On the way back, I suddenly saw the Shao family's carriage.

Jiang Zuiyao was a little curious, who could it be?

Looking around, there were bustling shops selling everything. Jiang Zuiyao, who didn't pay much attention at first, suddenly heard the coachman call out: "Madam, why are you here?"
Chapter completed!