Chapter 13
Smack.
Ilhwa slapped her hand away.
The Medicine Hall Master, who had been reaching to check her pulse, widened her eyes.
But Ilhwa simply stared at her with even more caution.
If she’s one of the Blood Demon’s people... she’s dangerous.
This woman was known as Dokwol.
As skilled as she was in medicine, she was equally adept with poison.
If she’s a spy from the Blood Demon Cult, she might try to kill me.
The Blood Demon was never the forgiving type. If he wanted someone dead, he made sure they died—by any means necessary.
Unaware of Ilhwa’s thoughts, Seop Mugwang and the Medicine Hall Master exchanged puzzled glances before turning their eyes back to her.
“Kiddo. I need to check your pulse to know where it hurts.”
“I’m not sick. I don’t need a pulse check.”