In Liu Laoda's courtyard, Huang Mao firmly blocked Lin Yifan.
Everyone knew the wound was in a sensitive place, so Old Li had to send the herbs inside.
Inside the house, it was a few of her aunts and her mother taking care of her.
"I'm a doctor. In my eyes, there are only patients, no gender distinction. If we don't save her now, she'll really die!"
According to Hu Zhiming, Xiao Cui had already been delayed for a long time.
Any later, and Lin Yifan wouldn't dare guarantee that he could save her.
Huang Mao gritted his teeth, glaring angrily at the elder.
"I said no means no. She's my woman. If she dies, at worst, I'll accompany her. Why should it be easy for you? If you dare to..."
Before he could finish, Lin Yifan slapped his face with a gust of wind on his right hand.
With a slap, he knocked the frail Huang Mao to the ground.
"What are you, to decide others' life and death? If you dare say another word of nonsense, I'll break your legs today."
