Those women also gathered around one after another, and greeted Zhao Ruo with warmth, but it is not known how much of it was true.

"Doctor Ding, this is the person. If you can save it, save it. If you can't save it, don't waste our Zhao family's wound medicine. Just throw it outside to feed the wild dogs."

In the most remote woodshed in the Zhao Mansion, a nurse pointed at the people on the ground, and said to a young man behind him who looked mature and steady, who looked only about twenty-five or six years old.