The others were also wincing in pain, and even Fatty Sun was dizzy from the fall. Even though there were people cushioning his fall, he still felt terrible.
Especially after Han Luoxue hit him, he felt dizzy. His mouth tasted bitter, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"You...you actually dared to hit me!"
Fatty Sun never expected that Han Luoxue would dare to lay a hand on him. In his mind, women were just playthings that could be disregarded. How dare she climb on his head?
And yet she hit so hard! She looks so delicate and weak, but her strength is incredible!
"You...you actually dare to extort me!"
Han Luoxue mimicked his tone of voice, even deliberately stuttering, which infuriated Fatty Liu, who struggled to get up, flailing his arms and legs. Unfortunately, he was too fat and heavy; not only could he not get up, but he also crushed the servant below, making him groan and nearly suffocate.
That servant was lucky; it's truly remarkable that he wasn't crushed to death.
He didn't extort money from the woman; on the contrary, the woman was extremely aggressive when she hit him.
"This fat guy Sun is no good. His act is too obvious. Look at this lady, she's so weak. Even if she used a lot of strength, she couldn't possibly knock down a fat man with one slap, could she?"
Some people were indignant. They felt that this fat Sun was just faking it.
"I think so too. Wasn't he just showing interest in this lady?"
"Pah! Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror?"
Hearing these words, Fatty Sun became even angrier; he wanted nothing more than to tear the mouths of those who spoke out. How could they know how strong this woman was if they hadn't experienced it themselves?
His head is still buzzing and he feels dizzy.
"Shut up!"
Sun Pangzi shouted loudly, but Han Luoxue stepped forward, raised her hand, and slapped him again. The sound of the slap was particularly crisp.
Sun Pangzi, who was already feeling a little dizzy, became even more dizzy.
He was about to retaliate when Han Luoxue grabbed his arm, applying slight pressure that made him wince in pain: "You...you let go?"
"Damn it, what did you eat to grow up like that? How come you're so strong?"
"Anyway, I didn't eat your rice!"
"Fatty Sun, how dare you frame me! You said you hid my ointment and the person with the rotten hand, I know what you said is true!"
Upon hearing this, the onlookers gasped in disbelief. They hadn't expected Han Luoxue to admit that their ointment was defective.
"Madam, can the ointment in your shop really cause hands to rot?"
Some people looked dejected. You should know that they have used it many times. Although they are fine for now, it doesn't mean they will be fine in the future!
Han Luoxue's expression turned cold, and her voice became more authoritative: "Our Fu'an Hall's ointment is naturally fine, but this Fatty Sun didn't just buy ointment from our Fu'an Hall. If I'm not mistaken, Fatty Liu probably sold you a batch at a cheaper price, right?"
"You took some because it was cheap, and even let your men try it. But some of them developed symptoms of rotting hands. You didn't dare to confront Fatty Liu, so you picked on our Fu'an Hall, who's easy to bully. Fatty Sun, am I right?"
Fatty Sun's eyes flickered; he hadn't expected the woman to say exactly what she meant.
"I think there aren't many people with bad hands under your command, probably only a few?"
Seeing that he did not refute, Han Luoxue snorted coldly: "It's good to know that someone has produced an effective ointment. It's cheaper than ours, so naturally we at Fu'an Hall have to pay attention to it. This morning, we got that ointment and had it tested by the doctor in our store."
"The test results came back recently. One ingredient in that ointment does indeed benefit wounds in the short term. However, prolonged use can lead to ulceration of the hands."
"Of course, it's not just about rotting hands; wherever you apply it, it rots. And it's not just a few cases that happen occasionally. To be honest, some people have better constitutions, so the symptoms appear a little later, about ten days later."
"However, our doctors have already examined the condition. If treatment is initiated as soon as symptoms appear, there is still a chance of recovery. But after ten days or so, even if Hua Tuo were alive or a miracle worker descended, there would be no cure!"
Upon hearing this, many people's expressions changed drastically. One of them quickly stepped in and knelt down in front of Han Luoxue with a thud: "Madam, Madam, please, save me!"
It was a middle-aged man. He raised his hands, and you could see that his hands were a little red. Although they were not rotten, they were different in color from normal hands.
“I…I’ve bought your Fu’an Tang ointment before, and I used a whole box. It was really effective. Later I heard that Hongrentang also has something similar, and it’s even more effective than yours, and it’s cheaper, so I bought a box there because it was cheaper.”
"At first it worked well, but for the past two days my hands have been turning red. I've washed them with cold water, but after a while they turn the same color again. I thought it was normal, but now that you've said this, I feel like my hands are about to rot?"
"Madam, save me!" Another man ran in and knelt down in front of Han Luoxue.
"I bought a box from them because it was cheap. It worked very well at first, but after five or six days, the wound on my hand stopped healing. Can you take a look and tell me if it's going to fester?"
"Madam, please save me..."
"..."
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people knelt down inside the room. These were mostly people who had been watching the commotion outside; many more were unaware of what had happened.
Seeing everyone so frightened, Fatty Sun also became scared. He gritted his teeth, his voice trembling slightly: "You said that everyone who has used that ointment will develop rotten hands later?"
No way? If that's true, he'll be beaten to death. Although he hired those people and paid them wages, if they rebelled against him or got angry and wanted to beat him, even with a lot of guards, he couldn't hold them off.
Besides, his bodyguards had been used by others before.
"Help me! My hand..."
A weak voice came from beneath Fatty Liu; it was the person he had just pinned down.
In the past, the onlookers would have laughed, as the scene was rather comical. But now, they couldn't bring themselves to laugh.
Some of them hadn't used it themselves, but their friends had, and others had family members who had.
How could these people possibly laugh when they think about their loved ones' hands getting infected and possibly becoming incurable?
Everyone's expressions were somewhat grave. Han Luoxue sighed, "From a doctor's perspective, my advice to everyone is to temporarily stop using it. As for how to treat it, our shop's doctors are still researching it, and I can't say when we'll come up with a solution. But I can assure you that we will find one as soon as possible!"
"Hmph, utter nonsense!"
A cold snort came from behind the group.
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