After a dozen seconds, the purple-clothed woman had already stabbed the man with numerous needles.
The man stopped foaming at the mouth, his eyes slowly opened, and he surprisingly regained consciousness.
"It's fine now, you're not in any trouble,"
said the purple-clothed woman softly as she put away the silver needle.
"Thank you, Miss, for lending a hand to save me."
The man expressed with a grateful look.
As for the other people in the restaurant, they all looked at the purple-clothed woman with expressions of amazement.
They praised her as a Divine Doctor.
"Indeed, worthy of being called the most talented medical genius of the Zi Family in a century, her medical skills are truly superior."
At this moment, another group of people clad in black robes entered.
Leading them was a young man with a somewhat gloomy face, holding a feather fan.
He looked at the masked purple-clothed woman with a playful expression.
"Mu Yun, you came too,"
