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The old man in grey had to calm down and asked Feng Jiu, "Where's the medicine? Bring it over."

"Payment and delivery of the goods are done at the same time." While Feng Jiu went to one side of the room to wash her hands, the comatose patient was pushed into the inner room.

"Little Brother, let's talk outside." The old physician invited Feng Jiu to step outside.

So, except for some people who remained to guard in the room, they all went outside and sat down at the stone table. The servant offered tea and then withdrew.

"Little Brother, the threads you just sewed…"

"It's alright to remove it seven days later." Feng Jiu took off her mask and put it away, then picked up the tea and took a sip.

"What about the medicine you're talking about? May I have a look? " Asked the old physician.

Feng Jiu thought about it and nodded. "It's alright." She took two bottles from her sleeve and put them on the table.