Xiao Ran was sent to Baicao Hall, which once again caused a sensation among the people inside.

The doctor in the hall saw his miserable condition and had no idea what to do. He sighed and shook his head: "I'm afraid there is no hope of saving him."

Jiang Hao was already prepared. She ignored the doctor's nagging and asked Xu Zhao to call on the officers to surround Xiao Ran with their backs to him. No one was allowed to get close to disturb him because she was going to rescue him.

The doctor on duty understood what she was going to do. He had thought she wanted him to treat her injuries, so he quickly said, "Little girl, this person is incurable. What if someone dies in my Baicao Hall? Why don't you...get out?"

Facing a row of officials, he had to speak tactfully and politely.

"Don't worry, he won't die, but I need to borrow your precious land."

Baicaotang has everything she needs: "Don't worry, once the person is rescued, the young master of the Weiguo Mansion will not deny his debt."

Xu Zhao understood instantly and immediately agreed: "Yes, you don't need to be responsible for anything."

But after thinking about it carefully, this was not right, so he said "Pah" quickly, and then said: "Just send the tools and herbs my dear sister needs immediately. Both the Duke of Weiguo's Mansion and the Dali Temple Minister Xiao's Mansion will not be short of you."

"Whose family do you think he belongs to?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hao paused what he was doing and looked up to ask.

Xu Zhao said, "Master Xiao, the Minister of the Dali Temple."

He was a little puzzled as to why Sister Haoer seemed so curious.

"His sister is Xiao Ting?"

This really stumped Xu Zhao. Xiao Ran did have a sister, but he couldn't remember her name.

Anyway, not much in Kyoto city.

Every time Xiao Ran talked about his sister, he felt a little distressed.

Jiang Hao no longer cared whether Xiao Ran was Xiao Ting's younger brother or not, and immediately concentrated on treating his injuries.

A pair of scissors moved in his hand, cutting all the clothes, and cutting off the other clothes where the blood dried and stuck to the clothes...

After all the operations, the clothes were cut into pieces, revealing Xiao Ran's scarred body.

The scars crisscrossed each other, it was a horrible sight.

The doctor's mind went blank after seeing the patient. He had been practicing medicine for more than ten years and had seen countless seriously ill patients, but this was the first time he had seen someone so seriously injured.

There is definitely no hope!

But Jiang Hao was nimble and skillful, as if he had treated countless similar injured people before. His expression was calm and confident.

This made him feel a strange sense of trust in Jiang Hao - she could really save him.

"Warm water, towel, cotton, tweezers..."

"Come right away."

The doctor on duty responded reflexively, then shouted, "Quick, prepare as she says."

As soon as these words were spoken, the waiters started working.

Jiang Hao cleaned the wound with a handkerchief and checked Xiao Ran's pulse. After making sure it was stable, he continued to disinfect the wound.

The disinfectant was a small bottle that she took out from the space. She was wearing thick clothes at the moment, so it didn't arouse other people's suspicion. At most, they might wonder why she was carrying such a thing with her.

"gauze."

The medicine on the wound is the golden wound medicine she prepared, which is dozens of times more effective than ordinary medicine and also has a hemostatic effect.

After treating the wounds one by one, Jiang Hao began to bandage them...

The doctor on duty could no longer sit still, and quickly squeezed over an official to help.

Jiang Hao was naturally happy to have someone to help him.

After bandaging Xiao Ran, a pale-faced mummy appeared on the wooden bed.

Jiang Hao was so tired that he was sweating all over, but he breathed a sigh of relief...

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