Hearing Yan Jing's words, Qin Shu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He asked Yan Jing for a room alone for Mo Han's treatment.

When she checked his injuries, she keenly discovered that although the blood stains on the other person's body were terrifying and the wounds large and small were dense, they had skillfully avoided the fatal spot.

Mo Han betrayed the Chu family, shouldn't Chu Linchen hate him to the core? Why...

An idea suddenly took shape in my mind.

While Qin Shu was treating Mo Han, Yan Jing sat leisurely aside, drinking ginseng tea and praising Qin Shu's skillful and superb medical skills from time to time.

"The outside world evaluates you as a leader among the younger generation in the medical field, and a leader who can lead domestic medicine to the world. At first, I thought it was rhetoric, but now... I believe it." Yan Jing said slowly.

Qin Shu finished sewing up the wound under his hand in one breath and cut the thread. Then he glanced up at him and reminded: "When I treat patients, I need a quiet environment. These words of Young Master Yan

, we can leave it until we finish."

After saying that, he lowered his head and continued the work at hand.

Unfortunately, Yan Jing could not wait until Qin Shu finished rescuing Mo Han. A subordinate knocked on the door and came in, whispering a few words in his ear.

The ginseng tea in Yan Jing's hand was suddenly placed back on the table with a snap.

He stared at the other person with a serious look, and then looked at Qin Shu.

The sight is too strong, even if you want to ignore it.

Qin Shu had no choice but to stop temporarily and look at him, only to see that his face was sinister and ugly.

Yan Jing suddenly turned his face and confirmed to the subordinate next to him: "The person is already here?"

"Yes, I am talking to the master right now."

Hearing this, he stood up from his chair and walked straight out the door.

The figure quickly disappeared at the door.

Seeing him in such a hurry, Qin Shu was a little surprised.

This man has always kept his composure, something big must have happened to make him nervous.

Listening to their conversation just now, could it be that... someone from the Imperial Palace is here?

Calculating the time, it seems to be about the same.

Qin Shu's mood suddenly became lighter, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he continued to treat Mo Han.

An hour later.

After sewing the last stitch, she cut the thread in her hand.

Just as he was about to stop, Mo Han, who was in a coma, woke up at some point. When he saw it was her, a trace of astonishment flashed in his weak eyes.

He subconsciously grabbed her hand and moved his pale lips, as if he wanted to say something.

Qin Shu understood and patted the back of his hand.

There were also subordinates in the room that Yan Jing stayed behind to keep an eye on him. There were some things that were not convenient for him to say.

"You're fine. Just take a good rest for a month and wait for the wound to heal." She said a few simple words of comfort and pulled her hand back.

Out of professional habit, I cleaned up the operating table before leaving, and then walked to the door alone.

The subordinate cautiously stretched out his hand to stop her in front of her, reminding her: "Young master didn't let you go."

Qin Shu thought for a while, "Who said I was leaving? I just want to find a place to rest and change clothes."
Chapter completed!