Gu Shiliu hurriedly waved his hand, signaling the guards to drag the man out.
As he was dragged out, Doctor Liu didn't struggle, only hung his head and let out a strange laugh: "Marquis Gu is truly merciful."
Gu Jinghui's eyes flashed with a cold light. He let out a soft sneer and mocked: "Fool, you dared to risk coming to the Marquis Mansion because you've had smallpox yourself. Did you think that just because you cut off communications, the people on the other side would make a fuss about finding you? But this is my Marquis Mansion. If I say you have smallpox, then you have smallpox—who would dare to question it?"
At these words, Doctor Liu's body went rigid, his eyes glazed over.
The drops landing on the bricks were not only blood, but also the stench of urine.
The guards pulling him cursed in disgust: "Animal, weren't you bold enough just now? Dared to plot against the Marquis—you'll be burned alive tonight."
