C46 Misfortune Maybe.

She quietly sat up straight and focused on touching Zhang Dacheng's pulse. There wasn't much poison in his body. It seemed like the poison was in the medicinal paste.

Someone wanted to destroy Zhang Dacheng's leg.

Lin Da Chong must know something?

Madam Lau asked anxiously, "Qiao, how is it?"

Zhang Qiao reached out her hand to check Zhang Dacheng's wound, "Dad