Chapter 210 This is too vicious
Song Yanxi pretended not to know and asked jokingly, "I don't quite understand what you're saying, Princess. What do you mean by 'I have to make a fuss'?"
She paused, ignoring Zhuang Shihan's eyes that were about to spit fire, and continued, "Doctor Xi Lin only came to help because he saw that most of the cases here were serious and was worried that you guys didn't have enough manpower. Not only did he get beaten for no reason, but he was also humiliated by you and called a gigolo.
Tell me, who among us is making trouble?"
Zhuang Shihan was furious when she heard this and lowered her voice, "Stop pretending to be ignorant. If this gets out of hand, it won't benefit either you or me."
"Why are you panicking?" Song Yanxi's eyes were indifferent. "It's just a matter of embarrassment. Thanks to Princess Shihan, I no longer care about what others think."
"You're just being stubborn. Why are you pretending? How can a young lady from an aristocratic family like you not cherish her reputation?"
As soon as she uttered these confident words, Zhuang Shihan realized something was wrong.
Sure enough, the next moment, she heard Song Yanxi sarcastically ask, "Why, isn't Princess Shihan from a noble family?"
"Her?" Xi Lin couldn't help but sneer, "She'd better not say that when she gets out. It's really embarrassing for the family."
Zhuang Shihan's face suddenly turned cold, and she said, unable to bear it any longer, "If you really can't control your mouth, I don't mind helping you."
Xi Lin: "If you have the guts, do it. If I even blink, my last name won't be Xi."
"Well, you're brave. I want to see how tough your mouth is."
Catching a glimpse of the cold light flashing across her palm, Song Yanxi immediately warned, "Be careful!"
The moment she finished speaking, a figure flashed in front of her. An Yi, who was originally standing behind her, appeared beside Xi Lin. He raised his hand lightly and knocked the silver needle in Zhuang Shihan's hand down.
"ah!"
Zhuang Shihan felt as if the bones where she was hit were broken, and her face turned pale in pain in an instant.
The people outside were originally watching the fun, but when they saw the real fighting, they immediately became unhappy.
A man, wrapped from head to toe like a dumpling, jumped out and shouted angrily, "How can you bully others like this? This is Huichun Hall, a place for medical consultation and treatment. If you come here and beat up the doctor, who will treat us?"
His statement that he was standing up for Zhuang Shihan was fake; his real concern was that no one would treat his illness.
Those who could be found queuing outside had more or less symptoms of the epidemic, otherwise they would not have set foot out of their homes even if they were told to do so.
When your life is at stake, everything else is meaningless.
The others had risked their lives to come here because they were afraid of death, and they became excited upon hearing this.
If An Yi didn't have a cold face and a murderous aura just by standing there, looking very difficult to deal with, they would not just stand at the door and shout, but would rush in directly.
Zhuang Shihan covered her wrist with one hand and looked at Song Yanxi with deep hatred in her eyes.
She angrily demanded, her voice loud enough for everyone to hear, "Just because you and I disagree on the remedy for the epidemic, you ordered someone to destroy my hand?"
"What? The miracle doctor's hand is broken? How can she still perform acupuncture then?"
When they heard that Zhuang Shihan might not be able to cure themselves, the people outside became even more agitated.
In their eyes, Song Yanxi instantly changed from a somewhat pitiful original wife to a vicious woman who attempted to murder them.
Some who couldn't bear it anymore collapsed on the ground, crying out in grief, "Oh my God, there's no way for us to survive!"
"Why are you crying? Is it that she, Zhuang Shihan, is the only doctor in this town?" Xi Lin scolded coldly and stretched out his hand towards An Yi.
An Yi's eyes were filled with worry, "Can it be done?"
"It doesn't matter whether I can or not. If I keep kneeling down in front of this woman, I might as well find a piece of tofu to hit me to death.
If this gets to my dad’s ears, the sky will be torn apart.”
Although he said so, when he really stood up, Xi Lin still grimaced in pain, wishing he could bite his teeth off.
He lowered his voice and said, "Please feel it for me to see if the bone is broken."
An Yi's face darkened as he slowly moved his hand that was supporting his armpit downwards. Before he could touch his waist, he heard Xi Lin suddenly let out a scream with his neck stiffened.
"It's over. It's definitely useless."
Xi Lin's face was pale, and he stared at Zhuang Shihan angrily, saying viciously, "This vicious woman will surely be punished by heaven."
Just as he finished speaking, he felt someone gently push his waist from behind, followed by a crisp "crack" sound, as if something was really broken.
Immediately afterwards, a pain that was unbearable came from the place where the waist was hit.
"Ah! Zhuang Shihan, I can't stand with you!"
With a scream, Xi Lin was in so much pain that he couldn't even stand steadily. He almost had to hang on An Yi's body to stand steadily.
As long as he had a bit of strength left, he would rush up and teach this Zhuang guy a lesson on how to behave.
Just as he was filled with grief and anger, he suddenly heard Song Yanxi say, "I've reset the dislocated bones, so it shouldn't be a big deal."
Xi Lin's eyes suddenly widened: "Really?"
Song Yanxi: "Of course."
As a doctor, she cannot and will not joke about such things.
Before Xi Lin, who was full of surprise, could speak, Zhuang Shihan suddenly laughed.
She asked Song Yanxi, "Are you saying that you just pushed lightly and reset his bones?"
Song Yanxi nodded and explained, "Doctor Xilin only received a severe blow to his waist, causing a small section of his lumbar spine to shift slightly. The root of the bone isn't seriously injured, so it can be put back into place with external force."
Hearing this, Zhuang Shihan laughed even harder.
Xi Lin was trying to move his waist and was still surprised that it didn't hurt anymore. When he heard Zhuang Shihan's sarcastic words, he immediately became angry.
He asked jokingly, "Why, it's only been a short while, and your severed hand doesn't hurt anymore?"
Zhuang Shihan's face suddenly darkened. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Song Yanxi say, "No bones were injured, so it doesn't hurt."
An Yi was trained by Mo Jinchuan himself, and he knows his limits.
Even if he looked down on Zhuang Shihan, he would not kill her, and it was even more impossible for him to do so when he needed her.
If the military doctors had not had such concerns, just based on Old Liu's temper, they would have forced her to compete with him before discussing other things.
Someone in the crowd questioned, "You said there is no such thing?"
"They are all doctors. Not only are they not well-trained, but they actually want to destroy other people's hands. This is too vicious."
"Princess Shihan's hand is broken. How can she give us acupuncture in the future? She's clearly trying to kill us!"
Everyone was talking at once, speaking very quickly, not giving Zhuang Shihan any chance to speak.
But they were all filled with righteous indignation, and the accusations they made sounded as if they were seeking justice for her, making it impossible to stop them.
Looking at her wrist that was forced to be "broken", Zhuang Shihan gritted her teeth and said stubbornly: "My hand should not have any bones injured, everyone don't need to be nervous."
"What? No bones moved?"
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