There was no need to check his pulse for Chu Nanli to see that Bai Wuheng's terrible condition was mostly due to heavy drinking.
Also, his right hand clearly had been injured recently and had not healed properly.
If this continued, his hand might become completely useless.
However, if Bai Wuheng didn't care about it and chose not to seek treatment, then it was none of her business if his hand ended up useless.
"Why did you bring me to the physician's place?"
Bai Wuheng, however, was still in a daze, not caring about his own health but staring intensely at her with an unpredictable expression.
"I saw you on the road, I couldn't just leave you to die, could I?"
Actually, Chu Nanli was somewhat regretful now.
If she had known this person was Bai Wuheng, she would have just told the coachman to run him over.
Who cared about whether he lived or died?
"Fine, you should have some silver on you, don't expect me to pay for your treatment."
