Su Ruojin slightly raised her eyelids and looked at Luo Biao: "It seems like it's not hurting enough."
Even though the girl hadn't done anything, Luo Biao felt an inexplicable pressure coming towards him, and fear arose in his heart: "You, what do you want to do? Hurry up and detoxify me."
Su Ruojin chuckled: "Want to get rid of the poison? Kneel down in front of these two children and kowtow to admit your mistake. I'll give you the antidote whenever they're happy."
"You!" Luo Biao was speechless when he heard Su Ruojin repeat what he had just said.
"What? I've already shown you extra leniency by not making your young master come over to kowtow, and you're not even thanking me?" Su Ruojin added.
Luo Biao felt as if a million tiny knives were cutting his flesh, and they were even salty knives. Large drops of sweat were falling from his forehead, and he could barely support his body.
“If the poison you’ve been given isn’t cured within half an hour, it will spread to your spiritual center, and then even a celestial being couldn’t save you. I advise you not to waste your time here, but to hurry to the clinic and find a doctor to detoxify you.” After saying this, Su Ruojin walked forward.
The servants also noticed that something was wrong with Luo Biao, and for a moment they didn't know whether they should continue to stop him.
"What, you all want to be like him?" Su Ruojin's cold eyes slowly swept over everyone.
Upon hearing this, everyone instinctively took a step back, made way, and watched her leave.
"You...you...useless trash, why aren't you...why aren't you taking me...taking me to the clinic?" Luo Biao was in so much pain that he could barely speak. He didn't care about having anyone stop Su Ruojin anymore; saving his own life was the priority.
Zhao Hongwei also developed a high fever, and the servants hurriedly took the two of them to Jirentang.
Otherwise, if we carry it back to the Zhao family and then call a doctor, it will take even more time.
Zhao Hongwei only had a fever due to catching a cold, and his temperature came down after Cai Fanzhou administered acupuncture.
Cai Fanzhou studied Luo Biao's poison for a long time but couldn't find a suitable antidote. However, he managed to remove most of the poison by bloodletting and some conventional antidotes.
Luo Biao's arm was no longer black, but his entire right hand was swollen to twice the thickness of an average man's arm, and he couldn't touch it. Touching it felt like being pricked by thousands of needles, causing him to scream in pain.
"Dr. Cai, can you think of another way? This hand hurts so much, I rely on it to make a living." Luo Biao grimaced in pain as his servant applied medicine to his hand.
If a martial arts master loses his right hand, who would hire him?
Cai Fanzhou naturally couldn't admit that he was completely unable to cure the poison:
“Guard Luo, this illness comes on suddenly and goes slowly, and the same goes for detoxification. I have already removed the poison from your hand, but it has damaged your bones and muscles, so it won’t get better immediately. Take some medicine for a few days and apply some ointment, and you will get better slowly.”
Since the doctor had said that, Luo Biao couldn't say anything more. He could only curse, "That bitch is really vicious. If I ever see her again, I will never let her go. Ouch, be gentle."
From Luo Biao's description, Cai Fanzhou had already guessed that the person they had encountered today was Su Ruojin.
Since Su Ruojin dared to offend the Zhao family, Cai Fanzhou naturally wouldn't let such a good opportunity pass by; he would make her suffer.
“Guard Luo, if I’m not mistaken, you’ve offended Doctor Su Ruojin today. Her Ren’ai Hall is very popular in Yanyang recently. In my opinion, you’re in for a bad time.” Cai Fanzhou muttered as he put away the needles.
"What! She's just a lowly doctor at a small clinic, what right does she have to make me suffer this loss? Just you wait, I'll teach her a lesson!" Luo Biao's eyes were full of resentment.
He had worked as a guard in the Zhao family for many years, and in Yanyang, many people would give him some face and call him Guard Luo. He never expected to be defeated by a little girl today.
He couldn't swallow this insult.
Luo Biao was no fool. He glanced at the young master who had just taken his medicine and fallen asleep, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.
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