Mu Zhihuan understood his concern, so she said painstakingly, "I know, but how can you get a tiger without going into the tiger's den? I understand your concern, but at the same time, you should also understand that I believe you can find reinforcements and rescue me before things get worse, can't you?"

Gu Mingxuan is certainly confident that he can do this, but he is worried about the uncontrollable factors that will happen during mu Zhihuan's time here in jiangzisu.

"I know what you're worried about. I have an antidote in hand now. It's obviously much better than my previous passivity."

But Gu Mingxuan still had some worries: "after all, this is jiangzisu's nest. You're here alone..."

Before he finished, mu Zhihuan interrupted him: "I know where this is, and I can protect myself. You just need to do what you should do, you know?"

Hearing mu Zhihuan say this, Gu Mingxuan knew she was determined. Finally, he sighed: "then you must remember to promise me."

Mu Zhihuan nodded, stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek: "well, I know, then go back. It's not good to be found by Jiang zisu in a moment."

"You, I always have no way to take you." Gu Mingxuan said, but he was obviously reluctant to give up: "I'll go back. Put away the whistle. If you have to, you must remember not to be brave."

Mu Zhihuan didn't think she could get the whistle. She was very happy to accept the whistle and nodded, "well, go."

Seeing Gu Mingxuan's back disappear on the roof, Mu Zhi Huan collected her eyes and sighed.

In fact, she didn't want to go with Gu Mingxuan, but sometimes she also had something she had to do.

……

When she got up the next day, it was close to noon. Mu Zhihuan got up together and ran straight to the place where Shangguan Yan'er was detained.

When she came to the cell and saw that Shangguan Yan'er was eating a lot of food you had before, she sighed with relief: "I've asked Jiang zisu to find a doctor for the injury on your foot. It shouldn't be long before she can come and check it for you."

Shangguan Yan'er put the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, dragged his injured foot, stood up and gave a big gift to Mu Zhihuan: "Shangguan Yan'er thanked Miss mu for her regeneration."

Mu Zhihuan waved his hand: "these are small things. I wanted to bring you out of here, but I'm sorry. Jiang zisu said that the biggest concession he can make is like this."

In this regard, Shangguan Yan'er seemed very calm: "it doesn't matter. You should have paid a lot to let him do this."

Mu Zhihuan touched her nose and didn't speak.

Seeing her like this, Shangguan Yan'er probably guessed what was going on: "thank you anyway. If you like me to go out, we'll get married."

"Well." Mu Zhihuan almost didn't think about it, so he nodded and agreed.

In fact, she also knew that Shangguan Yan'er didn't really want to play with himself, but just wanted to find a courage to live.

While they were talking, they saw a bodyguard coming in with a man like a doctor.

As soon as the doctor saw mu Zhihuan, he quickly saluted with the bodyguard: "I've seen Miss mu."

Mu Zhihuan was too lazy to say more to him: "get up and show the girls in the cell how their legs are."

The doctor nodded and followed the guard into the cell.

Maybe this picture is more common, but the doctor seems very indifferent.

He picked up the silver needle and pricked Shangguan Yan'er's injured leg. Then he pressed it on her leg.

The upper official Yan'er screamed out in pain before he stopped.

Then he still narrowed his eyes, broke his fingers and began to calculate.

Mu Zhihuan watched anxiously and asked, "are you good or bad?"

At the urging of Mu Zhihuan, the doctor opened his eyes for a long time: "the wound on the girl's foot has been suppurated. I just pressed the acupoints on her foot and found that many acupoints below her ankle have been blocked."

Listening to his misty answer, mu Zhihuan frowned: "just tell me if her foot can be cured."

The doctor didn't talk nonsense. He narrowed his eyes and replied, "in fact, it can't be said that it can't be cured. It just takes some time to cultivate. The most important thing is that I use this technique, which is rarely used by others. It's very cruel. I don't know whether the girl can accept it."

Shangguan Yan'er had long been pressed by him. He was sweating all over. Hearing what the doctor said, he immediately replied, "yes! As long as I can keep my leg, what do you say?"

The doctor looked at mu Zhihuan with some worry.

Mu Zhihuan was bewildered by him: "I don't want to do it. The girl doesn't mind. You should quickly say how to do it."

The doctor touched his beard and said, "have you heard of shaving?"

"Although the girl's leg injury is not to be scratched, it's obvious that the rotten meat around her can't be taken, so... I'm going to use my knife to remove the rotten meat. The pain in the process should be no less than scratched."

"What?"

Mu Zhihuan was stunned. Did you need to scrape the bone?

"Doctor, is this really so cruel?"

The doctor nodded, "otherwise, the rotten places will continue to spread."

Hearing what he said, mu Zhihuan knew that there was no need to discuss it.

She frowned and looked at Shangguan Yan'er: "well... Can you hear me?"

Shangguan Yan'er smiled miserably: "there's no way. Come on."

Said, the upper officer Yan'er ruthlessly closed his eyes: "Miss mu, you should avoid it first. After all, it's not a good picture."

Mu Zhihuan shook her head: "I want to accompany you."

Even if you don't look at it, Shangguan Yan'er's pain is not much better. It's better to give her some drums around her.

Shangguan Yan'er pulled out an ugly smile: "then you'll make a fool of me."

Mu Zhihuan had already asked someone to open the prison door and go in. He came to the front of Shangguan Yan'er: "what's that? I've seen your unkempt and ugly appearance before?"

"Can't you save me some face?"

Shangguan Yan'er said so, but a smile hung on his face.

Then she looked at the doctor as if she had made up her mind, nodded at him, took a deep breath and said, "come on, doctor."