Uncle Lin's face changed.
Outside, Xie Jingchen helped a man walk inside.
The man's face was as white as paper, and with every step he took, there was a bloody footprint.
Uncle Lin stepped forward to support him, saying, "How did he get so seriously injured?"
"Quick, call a doctor!" Mrs. Tang shouted.
The servant said, "Someone has already been sent to call one."
Su Jin looked at the man's injuries; by the time the doctor arrived, he would be dead.
"Help him into the room, I'll bandage his wounds," Su Jin said.
In the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, apart from Xie Jingchen and Xingxing, no one knew Su Jin was highly skilled in medicine.
Hearing this, Uncle Lin was a bit startled, but Xie Jingchen was already helping Uncle Li towards the small couch.
There was an Arhat Couch over there, and Xingxing moved the small table away, turning it into a small couch.
The man lay prone on the small couch.
With a ripping sound.
