"You!"
Xie Jinqian glared at Xia Siheng.
The illustrious Ninth Prince was acting like an overgrown baby.
He had only snapped at him a couple of times, and he actually dared to complain to his sister-in-law?
"Second Master, do you really have a way to save Jing Er?"
Liu Wan asked Xie Jinqian politely.
Xie Jinqian heaved a deep sigh and glared at Xia Siheng again.
Only to find Xia Siheng shrugging smugly at him.
Unable to swallow his anger, he tightened his grip on the branch, constantly telling himself, Xia Siheng loves my sister-in-law. Xia Siheng loves my sister-in-law.
I can't kill him! I can't kill him!
Soon, he composed himself and told Liu Wan, "Since you've asked, sister-in-law, of course I have a way."
"I studied under my master for several years. Though my magic arts aren't particularly powerful, removing some of the foul blood energy from an injured person is well within my abilities."
"Once the foul blood energy is removed from his wounds, they'll be clean and can heal quickly. Keeping him alive until tomorrow won't be a problem."
"As for his internal injuries, he'll have to recuperate slowly after he returns."
"Sister-in-law, do you want me to save him?"
Xie Jinqian spoke slowly.
It was precisely because he had this method that he had turned danger into safety every time someone pursued him to kill him.
The last time Jing Wu and Yuanbao had tried to capture him, he had scalded himself, then used this same method to heal afterward.
The greatest threat to Jing Er's life now was the filthy, inflamed wounds covering his body.
Once the infection spread throughout his body through his blood, there would truly be no turning back the heavens.
As long as his sister-in-law wanted Jing Er saved, he