Just as the Prince was about to make a move towards Ye Gaosheng, Ye Jiu suddenly said, "Hold on, stop for a moment."
At the same time, the Prince's hand, which had almost reached Ye Gaosheng's leg, stopped. Ye Gaosheng had already broken out in a cold sweat, but his mood suddenly relaxed.
Thinking back to the agony he had endured when his leg was initially broken, Ye Gaosheng felt terrified.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ye Jiu pulled out a syringe from his sleeve, pushed the Prince aside, and said to Ye Gaosheng, "Fourth brother, this is an anesthetic, it can relieve pain. Let's use this first, and then when the bone is set later, it won't hurt as much."
Ye Gaosheng, who knew nothing about such things, had no choice but to let Ye Jiu do as he pleased.
As the syringe was pushed into Ye Gaosheng's knee, even though it looked frightening, the pain was minimal, so Ye Gaosheng was able to tolerate it.
