Chapter 109 It was her doing it
Everyone was stunned.

Including Lin Wanyao.

She knew that back gangrene was an incurable disease, but she didn't expect that her medicine would have such a reaction.

But how is this possible.

That’s not what the Baicao Gang says.

Lin Wanyao panicked.

The maid was still pulling at her sleeves frantically.

The onlookers didn't understand what was going on, but they were frightened when they saw the young man writhing in pain on the ground, and they kept asking her what was going on.

"Miss Lin, please save him quickly!"

"Aren't you very good at medicine?"

"Hey, he, he's coming!"

In the chaos, the painful young man seemed to remember the direction of Lin Wanyao and struggled to crawl towards her.

His face was red and his expression was painful. The ointment on his back was mixed with the open sores, which was hideous and terrifying, making people feel numb.

"No..." Lin Wanyao's face turned pale, "Don't come over, don't come over! It's not my fault!"

"How can Miss Lin say that? This person became like this after using your plaster. Didn't you swear before that it could alleviate the condition?"

The woman's cold voice floated over.

"Is this called relief?"

Lin Wanyao realized later.

She looked up at Yu Cang not far away, her pupils suddenly dilated, and she said loudly: "It's her! She must have done it! It has nothing to do with me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the painful patient had already crawled in front of her, grabbed her ankle with one hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Help, help me...help..."

"Get away!" Lin Wanyao was frightened and could not remain rational.

She screamed, kicking the young man's hand away.

"She hurt you, go find her!"

The clean sapphire Shu brocade shoes stepped on the young man's fingers. The soles were worn on his knuckles and stained with blood.

"Go, go!"

She was so scared that she even forgot to maintain the good image she had always had.The malignant sore that oozed pus was regarded by her as a ghost.

It seems that if you get infected, you will get the same terrible disease as him.

The onlookers were stunned.

Who can believe that in just a few moments, the fairy they regarded as a miracle doctor just now fell into the mortal world and was covered in mud.

Yu Cang sighed softly.

"Cangcang..." Yu Xiaotuan raised his head and looked at her pitifully.

Yu Cang gently touched his plush head and said, "Good boy, my mother is going to treat someone. You go to King Yan's place to stay first, okay?"

He is still too young to learn practical skills.

"Can he... still be cured?" Yu Xiaotuan looked at Lin Wanyao's reaction and felt very scared.

"Of course, I promise."

"Well, then Cangcang, you, you should be careful too."

After Yu Xiaotuan finished her instructions, she turned around and ran towards Mu Jianghan without wasting her time to save people.

Mu Jianghan naturally picked up the little boy and straightened his hair, which had been messed up by Yu Cang just now.

This set of movements is very natural, as if it has been done many times.

Mu Xunli, who was observing all this from a distance, his eyes darkened.

"Why are you all standing there, do you want to watch him being beaten to death? Why don't you move the people over here quickly.

"Don't worry, this disease is not contagious, but if he dies because you just stood by and watched, I guarantee that he will come to chat with you every night from now on."

Yu Cang carried the medicine box and gave orders, but he was ruthless and didn't say much.

This is indeed very effective.

After she finished speaking, before Mu Jianghan could order anyone to help her, several guards rushed forward and rescued the young man whose hands were almost crushed from Lin Wanyao's feet.

But after they were dragged out, they were in trouble again.

"W-Princess, where should I put this person...?"

(End of this chapter)

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