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Chapter 6 You How dare you...

Nan Suhe made quick calculations in his mind.

She remembered that this man was called Cheng Zhe, and he was Si Hanchen's personal bodyguard.

And if he is saved, then he will have the right to speak in front of Si Hanchen, and at least his current living environment can be improved, right?
  If not saved——

"You, what are you doing..."

Cheng Zhe suddenly woke up and looked at Nan Suhe defensively.

"I'm checking on your condition." Nan Suhe retracted his hand.

"My injury is not urgent! The top priority right now is that the prince is in urgent need of Mr. Gu Laohou's Scutellaria barbata to save his life. Can you get it?" Cheng Zhe supported his body.

"No." Nan Suhe replied resolutely, "Don't you know that my grandfather and father have disowned me a long time ago!"

"But only this Scutellaria barbata can save the prince!"

Cheng Zhe clenched his fist and punched the ground, which affected the wounds on his body and caused him to break out in cold sweat from the pain.

Nan Suhe could see that he was at the end of his strength.

At this moment, he was only holding on because of his worry and loyalty to King Chen.

"Chengzhe, Scutellaria barbata has side effects." Nan Suhe replied.

As far as she knew, Scutellaria barbata was very tricky to use and could affect a man's sexual intercourse if not careful.

It's just that she can't say it for the time being.

"You must be looking for excuses because you don't want to save the prince!" Cheng Zhe glared at Nan Suhe, very dissatisfied.

He knew how could this vicious woman save the prince!

"Although I can't get the Scutellaria barbata, I can save the prince." Nan Suhe said.

"Only you? How is that possible!" Cheng Zhe gasped for air, his face full of disdain for Nan Suhe.

"You are a popular person around the prince, so the imperial doctor must have diagnosed and treated you. Does that mean your hand is useless?" Nan Suhe was too lazy to care about this man's attitude. The most important thing was to fight for opportunities for his own situation.

"...Yes." Cheng Zhe's face turned dark instantly.

This is true.

Several imperial doctors looked at him and said that he would never be able to be a bodyguard in the future.

And the hands may also need to be chopped off to prevent the poisonous gas from spreading and to save lives!

"I have a way for you to save your arm!" Looking at Cheng Zhe's face, Nan Suhe knew that he was right.

"Are you kidding me? Even the imperial doctor said there is no hope of help. What's your plot?" Cheng Zhe sneered.

"Then how about we make a bet? Anyway, the imperial doctor said that you are hopeless. You won't suffer any loss if I try. If you are cured, you promise to help us survive in Jingyuan, and let me treat the prince by the way!"

"Impossible! I will not let someone as vicious as you who wants to assassinate the prince go to him!"

Cheng Zhe used his last strength to push Nan Suhe away.

Nan Suhe saw that Cheng Zhe was too soft and refused to eat, so he had to have a hard one.

She took out the anesthetic she had prepared and hit Cheng Zhe on the arm.

For a moment, Cheng Zhe felt dizzy.

"You, how dare you..."

Before fainting, Chengzhe looked at Nan Suhe in disbelief.

"If you don't cooperate, I'll have to force myself." Nan Suhe took back the needle and hid it.

"Mama Liu, help me carry him to the bed!"

Nan Suhe turned around and ordered the stunned Nanny Liu to carry Cheng Zhe with her and put him on the bed.

Then she took out the scalpel and was about to treat his trauma when she suddenly heard a frightened and angry shout:
  "Bitch, what are you doing!"

(End of this chapter)