"Thank you, Miss A Wan. I knew you had a kind heart." Seeing Doctor Xu speak, Tang Wanwan felt disgusted and noticed the faint smell of plaster on him. She put on a stern face and said flatly, "The patient and Xu Xiao You come in. The others wait outside. If anyone dares to step in, they will be carried out immediately."
"How dare you!" The military general at the back immediately drew his long sword.
However, as soon as the sword was half drawn, an elderly man next to him pushed it back in. "Do not act rashly. Listen to Miss Tang."
"Yes!"
When the patient was carried in, his breath was already very weak, and there was an iron arrow lodged deep in his chest.
His face was so covered in blood that his appearance was unrecognizable. As Tang Wanwan had him carried in, she felt a sense of familiarity. Upon a closer look, she nearly dropped the knife in her hand.
"Lu Yujin! How could it be him?"
"Brother Xu, what exactly is going on here?"
