Thinking about what he saw last night made Ye An's scalp tingle. The place was scattered with cat fur when they found his friend gnawing on bloody internal organs. Ye An had vomited on the spot.
The Zhang family was terrified. They didn't need Ye An's persuasion and immediately begged him to bring their young master here.
Ye An, frustrated, said, "I told them a long time ago that going to the Qin Kori Clinic was useless. They should come to you, but they didn't listen and dragged it out until now..."
As he spoke, Ye An lowered his voice and whispered, "Six servants from the Zhang family have already died. They were all drained of blood by him... Divine doctor, do you think he... can still be saved?"
Qin Lily quietly glanced at the young master of the Zhang family. Perhaps sensing the dangerous aura, the young master squirmed uneasily on the stretcher, making eerie hissing sounds from his throat.
Qin Lily smiled, "How beautiful."
Ye An: "Huh?"
