Sima Han didn't answer. Instead, he quickly rolled up Shen Ningning's pant leg.
Just above her fair ankle were two small puncture wounds, the surrounding skin stained a deep black.
Sima Han's expression changed. "It's the plague."
Xie Mingxu shuddered. "She must have been bitten in the prison cell."
Sima Han quickly grasped Shen Ningning's jaw to look at the coating on her tongue.
After examining it, a look of panic filled his eyes. "This is hopeless. This child's chances are slim."
Xie Mingxu frowned. "The plague is aggressive, but it's not like a poison that can kill instantly. Treat her with acupuncture and prescribe medicine at once."
Sima Han stamped his foot. "The top priority now is to isolate her from everyone! Young Master, you shouldn't even be in this room! The plague is contagious, so get out of here, quickly!"
He gave Xie Mingxu a push, but Xie Mingxu's brow only furrowed.
Xie Mingxu glanced hesitantly at Shen Ningning on the bed.
