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Chapter 120.  What do I Need a Knife For?

Master Qi's face was as calm as water as he ordered his servants, and his gaze on Jiang Yifan was even colder.

Jiang Yifan still didn't know that he had offended master Qi and was bent on letting master Qi see that su Qing was a fake doctor. He had hemostatic drugs in his medicine box, and later, he would make that Jianghu doctor admit that he was a quack.

All he wanted to do was slap Su Qing in the face and prove he was a famous doctor with brilliant medical skills. He didn't notice what Su Qing wanted the knife for.

Soon, the servants brought a steel knife from the guards' yard. The newly sharpened steel knife glittered under the sun. Jiang Yifan's eyes were dazzled by the light of the steel knife, and he could see clearly that the servant had brought a knife to Su Qing.

He did not understand what Su Qing was trying to do. However, when he saw the cold and murderous look in Su Qing's eyes, he was instantly afraid. Could he be so angry that he wanted to kill him because he had exposed him?

Just as he was about to hide behind master Qi, Su Qing swung a knife at his arm.

Jiang Yifan felt a sharp pain in his arm. The feeling of a sharp blade cutting into his flesh was genuinely creepy. Seeing his arm bleeding profusely, he let out a blood-curdling scream and covered his arm in fear as he hid behind master Qi.

"Master Qi, save me! Save me! He's trying to kill me!"

Su Qing dropped the knife expressionlessly and looked up at Jiang Yifan.

"We can compete now."

"Madman, this man is a madman. Please hurry up and help me report this to the authorities. Report him to the authorities and get him."

When Jiang Yifan heard Su Qing's words, he was so angry that his nose was crooked. He incoherently pointed at and scolded her, asking old master Qi to help him take revenge.

"Doctor Jiang, I advise you to stop the bleeding quickly."

Master Qi's arm trembled as he spoke to Jiang Yifan in a cold voice. Only then did Jiang Yifan remember that he had to stop the bleeding in his arm. He panicked when he saw the blood flowing from his arm all over the ground. If he lost too much blood, he would die.

He trembled as he asked the assistant for the hemostatic. Su Qing stood beside him and looked at him calmly.

Master Qi looked askance at Su Qing. This person was ruthless and calm enough. He was someone he could not afford to offend.

He even thought that if he didn't pay for her treatment, this person could kill his entire family without even blinking.

While master Qi was studying Su Qing, Jiang Yifan poured the hemostatic over his wound and took a pill before letting the healers help him bandage his wound.

The blood flowed so fast that his face was as pale as paper in a short while. The hemostatic was washed away as soon as it was poured on the wound, and it couldn't stop the bleeding. The medicine boy frantically bandaged his injury, but it was useless. Su Qing had cut his artery, and how could ordinary hemostatic drugs stop the blood?

"Master, I can't, I can't stop it!"

The medicine boy saw the white cloth wrapped on the wound, stained red with blood. He had already tightened it, but it still couldn't stop the bleeding. He panicked.

It wasn't just the medicine boy who was panicking. Jiang Yifan was panicking as well. He was very confident in his hemostatic medicine, but he didn't expect it to be so weak that it couldn't even stop his bleeding.

Moreover, he was already feeling cold and weak. This was a symptom of excessive blood loss. Was he going to die here today?

"Master Qi, save me!"

Jiang Yifan looked at master Qi and shouted for help, his voice weak.

"Doctor Jiang, you're a doctor. How can I save you if you can't even stop old man Xue (blood)?"

Jiang Yifan's hemostatic medicine wasn't very effective. Master Qi was not a fool. How could he not understand the situation?

He was glad that he had met Su Qing. If he had been the one to save his wife, both of them would have been dead.

Master Qi's words were like a slap to Jiang Yifan's face. Why couldn't he even cure his injuries? Weren't you very confident in your medicine?

"The blood is flowing so fast that ordinary medicine can't stop it. We have to suture the wound first."

Jiang Yifan explained with a pale face. He couldn't even stand. He had tried to press on the bleeding-stopping acupuncture points, but he still couldn't stop the blood from flowing. At this moment, his vision turned black, and his body gradually became cold. Was he going to die?

"Sir, can your hemostatic stop the bleeding for doctor Jiang? My child has just been born, so I want good luck."

Master Qi cupped his hands at Su Qing. It was too depressing to lose someone's life on such a joyous day, and he still hoped that Su Qing could save Jiang Yifan.

"No problem," she said.

Su Qing walked over calmly, pinched Jiang Yifan's mouth, and stuffed a pill into his mouth. Then, she grabbed his arm, pressed on an acupuncture point to stop the bleeding, and applied the red medicine to his wound.

After Su Qing fed Jiang Yifan some medicine and applied some red medicine to his wound, the bleeding stopped at a speed visible to the naked eye. Su Qing left the dressing to the medicine boy. She couldn't be bothered to save this self-proclaimed extraordinary and narrow-minded quack!

After seeing the effectiveness of Su Qing's medicine, the self-important Jiang Yifan didn't dare to say anything more. He covered the wound on his arm and walked away dejectedly.

"Sir, you're truly a divine doctor!"

Master Qi did not witness Su Qing's treatment of the third Madam, but now, he saw with his eyes that Su Qing's medical skills were superb and that he had easily stopped the bleeding.

If this medicine was used in the Army, it could save many soldiers. This was a huge business opportunity. Master Qi wanted to buy this formula to stop bleeding. Then, he could use this formula to become a pharmacist for the royal family.

"I still have something to do, consultation fee!"

Su Qing's expression was cold. She didn't exchange pleasantries with him and directly asked for money.

All miracle doctors had their tempers. Master Qi did not care about Su Qing's attitude. He cupped his hands and said,

"Sir, I'm not happy with what you said. I want to buy your formula. You can name your price. I won't bargain."

"It's a secret recipe passed down from my ancestors, and I won't pass it on to outsiders."

Su Qing rejected him immediately. The rarer something was, the more valuable it would be. If it were found everywhere, it would not be beneficial.

"Alright then!"

Master Qi could only nod his head regretfully. Since the secret recipe was not passed down to anyone, he could not force it.

Su Qing suddenly felt a surge of heat in her stomach. There was no time to go out and deal with it. She looked at master Qi and asked,

"Is there a toilet?"

"There is."

Su Qing had her period belt but not the knife paper in her pocket. Her knife paper was on the horse; if she did not get them in time, she could only ask master Qi for the paper. Master Qi hurriedly requested the servants to take Su Qing to the toilet.

"Do you have paper knives?"

"There is."

Master Qi had ordered someone to bring him a stack of paper knives. He feared it would not be enough, so the servant brought him a stack. Su Qing took them all and rushed to the toilet.

"This divine doctor's temper is a little strange."

Master Qi was so engrossed in studying Su Qing that he forgot to look at his newborn son. He muttered to himself as he looked at Su Qing's back.

The shopkeeper quickly said,

"All miracle doctors have their personalities."

"I want him to stay,"