Travel To The World Of Ca Li
Icon of the Master of the Medicine Hall!
The smaller treatment room like a room is filled with herbal aroma, the atmosphere looks heavy silent. Duan Maiqiu lay weakly on the bed, the girl lost her consciousness as she was already no longer strong enough to hold back her heavy head and twitching gaze. He was drained of a lot of blood, if the tear wound in his leg calf kept on let—he can really die here.
Sensing someone's gaze piercing through him, Xiu Qixuan who was by the side of the bed turned her head. Her expressionless face clearly showed trouble. A golden-monockered figure with a brilliant profile shot radiated was standing beside the door of the treatment room with both of his arms crossed arrogantly in front of his chest staring in warning at him.
"Hey, remember! Don't mess up in this holy place. Because I don't care if you can sew the girl's wound or not. So keep your hands intact!" Shen Ruan Ye's tight voice sounded menacingly sharp.
The holy place said. He thought this was an ancestral hall or a temple that contained many statues of gods, huh? Bhaha, Xiu Qixuan just wants to be uprooted now.
With a formal smile that seemed to be tangled in a fake, Xiu Qixuan spoke straightforwardly to respond: "Of course, the prince not driving us away has already made my heart feel relieved. I wouldn't think of touching anything other than an item to stitch up the wound here."
"Great lady, I've filled the water basin."
Xiu Qixuan's eyes lightly glanced towards the outside of the door, Yao Anran came placing a basin on the table. Xiu Qixuan immediately moved up and smiled gently as she spoke to Yao Anran: "Thank you, Third Miss Yao. I'll start the treatment, if you can't stand the sight of blood. You can wait with the seventh prince outside."
Of course, the heart intent was to bring Yao Anran closer to Shen Ruan Ye. But, he was a little unwilling to also give the pure Yao Anran to the insane Shen Ruan Ye.
"No! I'll keep an eye on you here. If you fail the treatment and the girl dies, I'll be the witness to incriminate you in court." Shen Ruan Ye's sinister with both of his eyebrows fused together full of menacing pressure.
The palace physician has the task to periodically check the health condition of the palace residents in the. And, now was the day that they decided to check the health condition of the concubines and empresses.
So, for today the only remaining medicine hall was the Seventh Prince who was the ruler icon here. After all, the Seventh Prince had a habit of not being able to be disturbed while doing research. Naturally, when the Seventh Prince was in the medicine hall—the working people would immediately step aside to give him some space.
This Shen Ruan Ye really has an ugly character, he cannot be compromised. Though someone needs his help to get treatment, but, he doesn't care. Just now he was only angry because Xiu Qixuan and Yao Anran continued to whine and tease him while being focused on doing research.
Unable to stand it anymore, Shen Ruan Ye finally gave up. However he only gave the treatment room and medical tools, the rest Shen Ruan Ye had them do all this by themselves. Just then Yao Anran reacted stiffly. But, it was inversely proportional to Xiu Qixuan who was confident and even grateful to agree to it.
Not knowing it, Xiu Qixuan had already studied with Xiao Leng. Sewing to sew wounds, he was used to doing missions, in organizations that always do dangerous work, he said, its members must have little medical knowledge to conduct treatment in emergency situations that put lives at risk. Xiu Qixuan rarely sewed her own wounds, she usually only took care of Xiao Taoli who liked to be battered when she came home after carrying out heavy reconnaissance tasks.
With a slow cluck, Xiu Qixuan muttered lowly. "Well, that's bad!"
On the other hand, hearing Shen Ruan Ye's threat. Yao Anran was already pale and trembling stifled, he had indeed felt an unusual adrenaline rush from the very beginning of meeting Xiu Qixuan. Spontaneously, he cursed himself for following this crazy game.
Sensing someone squeezing his shoulder gently, Yao Anran turned his head. He was stunned to see Xiu Qixuan who could still grin casually and whisper to him: "Hey, Anran. If I manage to cure Maiqiu. How about you promise me that in the future, that mad scientist is on your knees?" He again made an unreasonable bet.
Yet Yao Anran nodded full of burning glint. "Yes, just make sure you do your part" she said.
The corner of Yao Anran's lips on the pull formed a warm smile. He gave all his trust to Xiu Qixuan. Immediately after that he turned around then stepped out, Yao Anran briefly bowed as he passed Shen Ruan Ye who was in the doorway.
Cracks!
Cracks!
"Haa, all right let's start!" Xiu Qixuan gritted his fingers one by one like he was warming up.
He gazed towards the row of porcelain bottles consisting of different types of herbs. His hands stretched out alternately inhaling his scent in search of anesthetic drugs.
There was no tension and disgust on his face when he saw blood and flesh. He looked calm and good at wound care.
Shen Ruan Ye's eyes suddenly narrowed in skepticism, he stared strangely at the fingers of Xiu Qixuan who looked as highly skilled as he was used to wearing a medical device roll consisting of needles and scalpels.
"Where are you from?" This time Shen Ruan Ye asked with a hint of interest.
Xiu Qixuan's gaze lifted coldly, her expressionless face glancing at Shen Ruan Ye. "Ah, it turns out that the prince did not listen to my introduction when greeting you at the beginning of the meeting. But, why did you suddenly change your mind now?" His words were secretly criticizing Shen Ruan Ye's mistreatment of them.
Screaming cynically, Shen Ruan Ye grumbled gruntily: "Tch, I hate abstract questions that can have broad meaning. You just need to answer my question without giving me a question back."
The corner of Xiu Qixuan's mouth twitched in ridicule of her selfishness. "His Majesty's words, they have taken me by surprise."
"... Southern Border, Ping'an City. That's where I come from." Xiu Qixuan again raised her voice in response while dropping her gaze to focus on treating Duan Maiqiu's injuries.
Shen Ruan Ye's jaw tightened seriously, in silence he observed. Shen Ruan Ye could feel a cold sensation piercing to the bottom of the bone from the corner of Xiu Qixuan's eyes.
Although this girl tried to hide her dislike, but, it was instead evident when her clear eyes twinkled withstanding the growling of emotions. Somehow he looked funny but on the other hand he was as dangerous as a child trying to hold a candle.
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