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Chapter 3890: She's a Cold-Blooded Woman

Without a word, the person rushed at her, shouting impatiently, "So you're a physician? Why didn't you say anything when we asked earlier?"

Zhao Yi, holding his little princess, yelled at Qiao Mu, his face contorted with anger.

His self-righteous attitude made the surrounding people frown.

Mo Lian's gaze turned icy as he stared at the shouting Zhao Yi. He moved his hand, but Qiao Mu immediately hooked her fingers around his.

"Don't mind him." There's no point in hitting someone with such a brain problem.

A female member from a nearby adventurer team couldn't help but mockingly interject, "Who do you think you are? Does everyone have to take care of your princess?"

When Zhao Yi rushed over earlier, carrying the little princess Mu Xiaoxue, he bumped into several people without a single word of apology, which had already annoyed others.

"They're helping their fellow academy students, what's it to you?" Another person, who had witnessed the actions of Qiao Mu's group, knew they were all from the same academy.

Zhao Yi's eyes blazed with anger. He glared fiercely at the two who spoke, then turned to Qiao Mu and roared, "As a physician, how can you stand by and do nothing?"

"My junior sister was scared unconscious by the Harpies and hasn't woken up yet. Please examine her and see if it's due to other injuries."

"Pfft."

"Pfft."

Several bursts of laughter made Zhao Yi furiously turn and glare.

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny!"

"Isn't it funny? How do you expect a physician to save someone who fainted from fear after being scared witless by Harpies?"

"Hahaha." Many people around them burst into laughter.

The mocking laughter naturally infuriated Zhao Yi. He balled his fists, ready to confront those who had laughed.

Lin Zhen'er's pupils constricted, and she subtly stepped back.

To be honest, she was currently hesitant to provoke that strange little girl. She didn't have much faith in Senior Brother Zhao's attempt to get help from that girl...

"What are you doing? What are you doing??" Those few were from the same team, and naturally wouldn't take this lying down. They surrounded Zhao Yi, looking ready to fight.

Gu Yixuan frowned and hurried forward. "Why are you clashing with them? The most important thing now is to find someone to treat Miss Xiaoxue."

He coldly glanced at Qiao Mu beside him and said in a chilling voice, "You don't need to hope this cold-blooded woman will help you. With this energy, you might as well quickly find another physician to treat Miss Xiaoxue."

"Are you looking to die?" Mo Lian turned his gaze to Gu Yixuan, but as he moved his hand, Little Qiao immediately grabbed it.

Gu Yixuan realized he had spoken rashly in front of the Crown Prince and immediately retreated a few steps like a startled quail, respectfully cupping his hands in a bow. "Your Highness."

Mo Lian looked at him with a cold smile, his eyes filled with chilling frost.

Zhao Yi's face was grim. He turned, glaring hatefully at Qiao Mu. Holding Mu Xiaoxue, he rudely pushed aside the people around him. "Everyone, move out of my way."

"What kind of people are these, really?" Everyone glared at them indignantly.

Suddenly, a voice spoke softly, "Young master, if you trust me, I can help examine that young lady."

A handsome young man, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, stepped forward. He cupped his hands to Zhao Yi, bowing and smiling. "I am Zeng Zhengyang, a High-level Pharmacist from Huichun Pharmacy in Licheng. Greetings, everyone."