Fan Linong listened to this answer, searched his brain and found no impression of it, then he asked, again with a darkened face, "Where is he from?"
"He's from Wuchang Prefecture, my lord's family is in, in trade..." Yuanbao explained, shaking not only in his words but also trembling all over.
The ground, just covered with snow, was cold and chilling, and as he sat on it, he could hardly bear it.
Fan Linong frowned slightly, bent down, and lifted Yuanbao by the collar of his clothes onto a table nearby.
Yuanbao was startled by his action, his face grew even paler, but after a moment, he realized Fan Linong's intentions and immediately thanked him, "Th-thank you, sir."
Tong Sanlang came over at this point, carrying a medical kit.
So he began treating Yuanbao's wounds while asking, "What exactly happened just now?"