The same dishes, Yaen Chi ate them too.
No wonder, after eating, he felt something was off, but the amount in the food was only enough to give him a good sleep, so he didn't worry about it.
Besides, if he stayed awake, he might be annoyingly obstructive to someone.
"Hiss—"
Yaen Chi suddenly groaned and struggled to sit up, "Doctor, help me take a look. My back got stabbed, it's excruciating, I forgot the injured spot when I lay down."
The man's eyelid twitched, "I don't know how."
Yaen Chi paused, "If you can't, why are you pretending to be a doctor? You've been watching from nearby for days and can't even apply medicine?"
"I really don't know how, so what? Who the hell said pretending to be a doctor means I have to know medicine!"
Yaen Chi sneered, the pain was really unbearable, he intended to flash a cool smile, but when his mouth opened, the pain in his back quickly spread, his whole body felt numb, and he winced in agony.
"At least help me look! It's killing me!"
