Estimating his own strength, Zhao Tiezhu knew that Situ Wanying wouldn't survive a few more lashes if he went all out.
He was there to treat, not to kill.
With this in mind, Zhao Tiezhu couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his brow, then put a bit more strength into it.
After increasing his force, Situ Wanying's screams became even louder.
It was at this time, from the corner of his eye, Zhao Tiezhu saw the clock on the wall and started to feel anxious.
Zuo Rong had told him that he was to treat his family that morning, and right after breakfast, the time was just after 8 a.m.
If he and Situ Wanying continued to drag this out, he estimated his family would soon arrive.
If Zuo Rong's family came and found no one in the villa and then discovered this room, seeing him and Situ Wanying in this state, it would be incredibly embarrassing.
Thinking this, Zhao Tiezhu couldn't help feeling anxious.
In his anxiety, he added just a trace more strength to his hand.