Not expecting the other party to knock himself out before he could finish his words, Zhang Xuan became speechless.
"Cough cough, what I meant to say was... I can solve your problem, but you'll have to increase the compensation. How can I negotiate with you now that you're unconscious?"
Zhang Xuan's condition for removing the Contract Gu from the other party's body was to bring him to the Poison Hall. Zhang Xuan had fulfilled his end of the deal, but the other party was now requesting for him to treat his wounded body. This was an entirely different matter, and Zhang Xuan couldn't possibly expend his own zhenqi for nothing.
Yet, before he could say anything, the other party had already fainted.
No matter what, I am a physician. Aren't you being too disrespectful to me?