Suddenly his neck was strangled, and Hua Yuanzhao was able to see the person in front of him clearly in the pain of being on the verge of suffocation.

There were many wounds on his body so deep that the bones were visible. Because the wounds were not treated in time, some of them had already necrotized and turned into rotten flesh, and there seemed to be maggots crawling in the rotten flesh.

The new wounds burst open, and blood rolled out, attracting the mice hiding in the haystack to come out and lick them.

As a qualified doctor, even in such an emergency situation, Hua Yuanzhao could see at a glance that he had several fatal wounds on his body.

If any one of these injuries were to happen to someone else, that person would at least lose half their life. Even if they could be saved, they would have to spend the rest of their life in pain.

But the person in front of him is still alive, and has a speed and reaction ability far beyond that of ordinary people!

Yuan Chunfeng's facial features were distorted due to the pain. He was too thin, which made his eyes bulge out like bells. His bloodstained face was hideous and terrifying, as if he was incorruptible.

His hands on Hua Yuanzhao's neck gradually tightened, and Hua Yuanzhao had to pry his fingers apart to barely buy himself a little breathing space.

Hua Yuanzhao kicked the fence hard, trying to make a sound to call the jailer to save him.

The jailers who had already walked to the execution room heard the noise. One of them wanted to go back to save the man, but his companion grabbed his sleeve.

"Have you forgotten what the Third Prince ordered?"

The man looked at the cell hesitantly, then made up his mind to pretend that he had heard nothing and left with his companions.

Hua Yuanzhao faintly heard the sound of the door closing when the jailer left, and despair gradually rose in his heart.

The jailer did this simply because he was instructed by someone else, and who else could be in charge of the Dali Temple other than that guy Gu Changsu?

She was on the verge of suffocation. In desperation, she pulled out the hairpin on her head with all her strength and stabbed hard at the Hegu point on Yuan Chunfeng's hand.

Yuan Chunfeng loosened his grip, and his expression became clear for a moment. He saw her face clearly in the light outside the fence, and called out in surprise in a trance, "Young Master..."

Hua Yuanzhao didn't hear what he said. He just struggled to pull his hand away and uttered with difficulty: "Let me go..."

Yuan Chunfeng then let go. He stared at Hua Yuanzhao blankly for a moment before he said sorry in a hoarse voice.

"I... recognized the wrong person... I'm sorry..." His voice was hoarse. As he spoke, he held his head and took several steps back, putting some distance between himself and Hua Yuanzhao.

"You, you stay away from me..." He said tremblingly, the clarity in his eyes disappeared, and he rammed into the wall like a madman, as if this could offset the pain that was gnawing at his bones.

Hua Yuanzhao sat on the ground, holding his neck, and it took him a long time to catch his breath.

She looked at the person next door who was banging his head against the wall in a self-destructive manner, with a complicated look in her eyes.

This was probably the first sincere apology she had received since she came here.

This person may not be an unforgivable evil person.

At least he would rather bang his head against the wall than hurt others in pain.

Hua Yuanzhao looked at the man in pain and vaguely realized that he might have been poisoned.

She struggled for a moment as to whether or not she should intervene and save the man, but in the end, her compassion as a doctor prevailed.

"I can't be so unlucky that everyone I save turns out to be ungrateful, right?" Hua Yuanzhao laughed at himself.

If she is afraid to save people, why would she study medicine? Why would she be a doctor?

She stood by the fence and raised her voice and asked, "I can help you relieve the pain, do you want to try?"