Those flattering advances, the endless stream of compliments, and the envious gazes of others—he had once accepted them all without reservation.
But then...
Miao Liangfang bowed his head, his gaze falling upon his own right leg that was completely numb.
The moonlight cast upon him, making the dirty patch on his trouser leg particularly visible, a stain of unknown origin—possibly oil—appeared even more sordid under the light, resembling blood seeping endlessly from within, causing him sudden difficulty in breathing due to the pain.
Suddenly, a jumbled chorus of jeers arose around him.
"Miao Liangfang, you stubborn fool, you deliberately misdiagnosed and caused Her Highness to be poisoned. You are heartless and devoid of morality, unworthy of practicing medicine, and you ought to be punished!"
He heard his own helpless voice, "I've been wronged, I'm wronged—"