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Zhan Xiaolou was sitting on the straw mat in boredom when Liu Cuihua came in. She squatted in front of Zhan Xiaolou and looked at her.

"What are you looking at me for? What are you going to ask me today? "Or …" Zhan Xiaolou's gaze fell onto the torture instruments on the opposite wall.

"I don't know why, but I believe you're not the murderer." Liu Cuihua suddenly spoke.

Zhan Xiaolou was slightly surprised as he smiled and said, "Why do you believe me? You clearly said yesterday that I was a murderer and wanted others to stay away from me. You were afraid that I would frame your Sanlang, weren't you? "

Liu Cuihua licked her lips, and lightly coughed, glancing to the side, "After these two days of contact, plus your actions in the court today, I feel that you should be a good person. However, your identity is still suspicious, I think you must have some difficulties right?"

Zhan Xiaolou laughed. "Chief bailiff, you guessed wrong, I didn't have any difficulties with this guess, I lost my previous memory, my last memory is eating medicine with my father on the cliff, then I fell and woke up here. My attire has changed, and I look a few years older, tell me …"

She looked at Liu Cuihua, "What do you think I should do?"

Liu Cuihua was speechless for a moment, and after a while, she said: "Then … Rather than not knowing the truth like now, why not... "Go back, go back to your country with the ladies of the moon, and get to the bottom of this."

"You think so too?" Zhan Xiaolou suddenly sprung to his feet. "Then let's do it!"

"Huh?" Liu Cuihua never thought that she would just casually say that out, she would actually make a decision.

"But …" Liu Cuihua sized up Zhan Xiaolou and curled her lips, "You are now a prisoner …"

Zhan Xiaolou's eyes moved. "How about this? I'll cure your beloved Sanlang's tongue and you help me …" "Leave this place."

Hearing this, Liu Cuihua looked towards Zhan Xiaolou, feeling conflicted. Zhan Xiaolou could it be that his medical skill was powerful enough to cure Sanlang's illness? Or was she just spouting nonsense to get out of here?

"You just said you believe me, then I'll believe you as well. I'll treat Sanlang first, then you can help me?" Zhan Xiaolou could see Liu Cuihua's worry.

Liu Cuihua stared at the battle building, and recently spat out two words, "It's feasible."

Not long after, Liu Cuihua came back with Sanlang, along with some things that War Pavilion had asked her to buy.

This time, Liu Cuihua didn't stop Zhan Xiaolou from applying the needles to Sanlang. Zhan Xiaolou's hand speed was very fast, and in less than a second, the three needles had already pierced three places into Sanlang's tongue.

He inserted a few more needles into the head and lit an incense stick.

"After the time it takes to burn an incense stick, I'll draw the needle." After Zhan Xiaolou said this, he lay back down on the straw mat and closed his eyes.

Sanlang had been ill for a long time, and the doctors he found were mostly old and respected. Zhan Xiaolou only looked to be around seventeen or eighteen years old, so was it really possible that just a few acupuncture points would be of use?

Liu Cuihua slapped herself on the forehead, and she regretted agreeing so easily. Seeing that Lou Cheng had fallen asleep with his eyes closed, she tiptoed to Saburo's side and shushed him with a hand gesture. Then, she raised her hand to pull out a needle.

"If you pull her out now, she'll immediately faint and never wake up again." Zhan Xiaolou turned over and said faintly.

Liu Cuihua's hands stiffened, and she froze on the spot, not daring to move forward at all.