Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Song Jiaren was brought to the door of a room. All sorts of shattering sounds came from inside.

Wen Qing pushed her in and closed the door.

Song Jiaren staggered from the push. The lights in the room weren’t switched on, and it was too dark to see the situation clearly. There was only a low panting sound in the room.

She looked in the direction of the voice and saw a blurry figure beside the bed. It was obvious that he had also sensed someone entering the room and shouted, “Get out.”

Song Jiaren turned on the lights immediately. The situation in the room shocked her. There were glass shards all over the floor and even the furniture had been overturned. Yan Cheng was sitting on the floor with a pale face. Even from so far away, the veins on his face could be seen clearly.

This situation made her instantly understand that he didn’t use the prescription she gave him previously.

When the other party glared at her, she mocked, “You didn’t use the prescription I gave you. You deserve to be in so much pain.”

Yan Cheng endured the pain in his legs and glared at this reckless woman with bloodshot eyes. After being tortured by pain for a day and a night, he had completely lost his usual demeanor. He roared again, “Get out.”

Song Jiaren didn’t indulge him at all and left the room.

Wen Qing, who was guarding the door, immediately asked, “How’s he?”

“Why didn’t he use the prescription I gave him last time?” Song Jiaren asked coldly.

An awkward expression appeared on Wen Qing’s face. He couldn’t say that he didn’t trust her, could he? The prescription was currently being tested, but because no one had ever used such a method to treat illnesses before, seven to eight out of ten types of medicinal herbs were poisonous. Hence, they didn’t dare to test the medicine on Master Cheng.

Song Jiaren knew what they were thinking and coldly snorted. “I won’t treat patients who don’t listen to medical advice.”

She was kind enough to give them the prescription but they still doubted her. Although it was understandable, as a doctor, she was still a little unhappy.

Upon hearing her words, Wen Qing knew that she could treat Master Cheng’s illness. The next second, he knelt on the ground and said, “Miss Song, I know I’ve offended you previously, but please save Master Cheng.”

This time, Yan Cheng’s illness acted up suddenly and it was even more serious than before. He had been searching for the top-notch doctor but he had yet to find him. The sudden appearance of Song Jiaren became his only hope.

Song Jiaren was so frightened that she took a step back. She didn’t expect him to do this. She could tell that Wenqing was a very proud person, and this master-servant relationship moved her. Furthermore, as a doctor, she couldn’t watch a person die.

She sighed and said, “I’ll give it a try. But you know how Master Cheng’s temper is. I can’t do anything if he’s unwilling.”

She, not wanting to be responsible for the outcome, threw up her hands.

Wen Qing stood up and said, “I hope you will do your best. After all, the Yan family can help the Song family a lot.”

Song Jiaren was a little speechless. This meant that the Yan family could help the Song family because she saved his life. On the contrary, if they couldn’t cure her, the Song family would be in danger. This was a bribe and a threat.

However, she did not intend to argue with him. After all, the Song family was indeed no match for the Yan family at the moment, but that might not be the case in the future. She was confident.

When she returned to the room, Yan Cheng was still in the same position as before, but there was a dagger in his leg.

“Are you crazy?” Song Jiaren quickly pulled out the dagger and quickly stopped the bleeding.

Yan Cheng’s face turned paler as his blood flowed out. He frowned and looked at Song Jiaren.

“Don’t misunderstand. I don’t want to save you either, but if you die, the Song family will be implicated as well, so if you don’t want to die, cooperate with me.” She said quickly before Yan Cheng could resist, and the next second, she took his pulse.

A hint of struggle flashed across Yan Cheng’s eyes. In the end, he gave up and stopped resisting. With an embarrassed look on his face, he closed his eyes. This was his last remaining shred of dignity. He didn’t want anyone to see him so helpless.

It was only then that Song Jiaren realized how terrible his condition was. The poison in his body was already close to his heart meridians. Under such circumstances, anyone else would have died from the pain, but this man didn’t even utter a sound..