Although Jiang Yichun was chased out of the room by Bai Ruozhu, as a martial artist with exceptional hearing, how could he not hear Ling's nonsense? He wished he could rush in and stuff a rag into Ling's mouth to stop her from spouting nonsense that might cause Ruozhu to misunderstand.
Bai Ruozhu applied Golden Wound Medicine to her injuries, then wrapped them up simply and fed her a Qi-replenishing pill before walking out of the room.
As soon as the door opened, she met with a pair of anxious eyes. A chill crept into her heart. Was he really that worried?
"The wound has been taken care of; you should find another doctor for the rest. I don't believe there isn't a single trustworthy doctor by the emperor's side. Also, stop sending just anyone my way. This is my house, and you'd better ask for my consent first." Bai Ruozhu dropped the words and walked away. Jiang Yichun hurriedly grabbed her arm.
