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The strength of this hand was enormous, and even Ye Wanlan, with her current inner strength, couldn't resist.
But the hand's movements were very gentle, taking the dagger from her hand with an undeniable force.
After all was done, the newcomer remained silent, squatting down and taking out silver needles from their sleeve to seal several of Ye Wanlan's acupoints.
The blood that had been gushing out like a spring instantly stopped.
Su Xueqing stood frozen in place.
She had lived in the Su Family for sixteen years but had never seen a portrait of Shui Yunqing; instead, she had seen a picture of Shui Yunqing wearing a veil in her middle school history book.
These eyes, though lacking a focal point, were still like the softest water, calming one's heart involuntarily.
Su Xueqing murmured, "Ancestor..."
At this moment, she didn't need to doubt the identity of the person before her, because only Shui Yunqing had such profound medical skills.