At this moment, Luo Xiu's mind still echoed with Lu Nianjiao's earlier words.
Lin Xiyue being beaten black and blue, her body covered in blood…
Just imagining such a scene was enough to make his heart feel as if it were being twisted by knives. Even though Lu Nianjiao had also said that Lin Jianlong was helping Lin Xiyue absorb the medicine's power, Luo Xiu still harbored a deep resentment.
While Luo Xiu was lost in thought, Lin Jianlong staggered to his feet.
He looked at Luo Xiu, his eyes filled with fury.
"Long Shuai, I was helping you," Luo Xiu said with a faint smile, stepping toward him.
"I can see that you've suffered a grievous injury in the past, even losing an arm, which has caused the Qi and blood in your body to stagnate. If these hidden injuries are left to accumulate, they will eventually become a chronic disease.
