Yang Wei was about to shout, Chu Wei stepped forward and inserted two needles, one needle was inserted into Fengchi acupoint, and one needle was inserted into Dazhong acupoint. Even though the room was dark, Chu Wei still inserted into two acupoints accurately.

Yang Wei trembled and fell into the big bed. Her throat seemed to be pinched and she could not speak.

Chu Wei shone out the knife in his hand, and the blade rayed in the moonlight.

Yang Wei struggled, Chu Wei grabbed her wrist and slowly cut her knife towards Yuesai.

Yang Wei's whole body was shaking, and her body was thrusting, and it hurt, and her skin was cut by a sharp knife. The man showed no mercy or hesitation at all, and cut a hole in her wrist. She saw the blood falling down, and the pain made her breathless, but she couldn't speak.

It wasn't enough to cut her wrist, but the man gently lifted her wound with the tip of the knife...

Yang Wei's eyes widened.

She is very familiar with this technique, and this is how she treats He Wenyuan's sister.

Who is this?

Are you here to avenge He Wenyue?

Is it He Wenyuan? It doesn’t look like the height, but it’s someone He Wenyuan hired?

Chu Wei used violence to fight violence, and used teeth to fight tooth, and also cut off the tendons of her right hand, then let go, watching her lower her hands weakly, and the thick blood dripped. On this quiet night, it sounded like the steps of the god of death were approaching.

Yang Wei used all her strength to make a faint sound from her throat: "Don't kill me..."

Chu Wei leisurely wiped the blade on her quilt, and the blood was wiped clean. She looked at Yang Wei's twisted face and smiled.

Now you know how to beg for mercy?

Isn’t it very rampant when you pick out the tendons of innocent people?

Chu Wei put away the knife, turned around, and went out neatly. She was like a night warrior, reaching out to cross the wall, standing outside the courtyard wall, calculating the time.

As a doctor, she knows how long after the wrist vein is cut, she will die of excessive blood loss.

In eight minutes, after eight minutes, she will die of excessive blood loss.

She leaned against the wall, staring at the seconds hand on the watch, and watching it spin round after round, as if she could feel Yang Wei's fear inside the wall.

Yang Wei was afraid of death, of course she was afraid of death. She watched the blood on her wrist flow out, but her body could not move. She was very scared.

Six minutes later, Chu Wei threw a brick into the courtyard wall and directly hit Yang Wei's door. Then there was a movement inside. Maybe her guard noticed the clues, and then he heard Zhong Bing's voice: "Doctor Yang, what's wrong with you, Dr. Yang?"

Chu Wei curled his lips and smiled, walked away in a hurry as the moonlight.

Zhong Bing pulled out several needles from Yang Wei's body. Yang Wei rushed to her pharmacy in horror and stopped the bleeding for herself with lightning speed. She almost lost too much blood and died.

After stopping the bleeding, she took a closer look and her face became gloomy. Her tendons were indeed broken.

There were several fine needles on the table, and it was obvious that they were knowledgeable about Chinese medicine.

She thought He Wenyuan and Chuwei would send her to the police station and let her go to jail.

That fulfilled her wish.

Recently, people often come to the clinic to cause trouble and find fault, saying that she is a quack doctor and has cured the untouchables. She is kind enough to cure them, but they don’t know how to be grateful.

She was so upset that she wanted to find a place to avoid the limelight.
Chapter completed!