Prejudice is a mountain in the human heart; she felt that Zhao Tiezhu was no different from Wan Weiyi—as if she had just escaped the tiger's den only to fall into a wolf's lair.
In reality, it was simply that there were too many injuries on her body, and he needed to access many different acupoints just to barely stop the bleeding. Especially with the piercing wounds above her heart and on the outer thighs, touching sensitive areas was inevitable when trying to seal those points. Since they were both Martial Artists, what did it matter if there was some contact while treating wounds?
Thus, Zhao Tiezhu did not care. He did not use the Shennong Hundred Herb Liquid on her; she was a complete stranger to him, and until she was thoroughly subdued, he would not grant her a single benefit.
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