Yihetang Manor.
The moon is bright, stars are sparse.
"So it was my brother's fortune that allowed me to be promoted to commander."
After leaving the inner courtyard, Li Xian finally understood the origin.
Ultimately, it was a joyful event.
"Commander Li." Ding Hu awaited in the outer courtyard. Upon seeing Li Xian, he quickly approached.
"How is your injury?" Li Xian looked at his ankle, already wrapped in white cloth, but blood was still slowly oozing out.
"That Hua Hanying struck too hard, the inner qi clung to the wound. I stuffed herbs into the nail holes, yet it's hard to completely stop the bleeding, perhaps spreading some golden healing powder would work." Ding Hu said angrily.
Li Xian had him lift his leg, Ding Hu was puzzled but complied. Li Xian joined two fingers and pointed at the acupuncture point on the leg, transferring inner qi, then gently pushed and kneaded with his hands.
