Qin Yue Zhao was pressing on the arrow in Huo Sanbao's body, hesitating whether to pull it out, when she saw the snow-white bed sheet and quilt fall to the open ground next to her.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of stainless steel scalpels, forceps, sutures, scissors, and other items fell onto the blanket.

There were also all sorts of medicines, cotton balls, gauze, disinfectant...

Although she mastered the language of the gods in a short period of time, she really had no idea how to use these medicines.

Fortunately, a cell phone and a piece of paper fell in front of her at the end.

Looking at the downloaded surgery video on her phone and the encouraging words on the note, her long-suppressed emotions were suddenly released.

The gods are truly wonderful.

With divine help, she has nothing to fear!

She fiercely wiped the blood from her face, and following the instructions in the video, tore open Huo Sanbao's clothes, applied anesthetic, pulled out the arrow, disinfected and stopped the bleeding...

The cold wind blew into the cave through the entrance, making a whistling sound.

Qin Yue Zhao was covered in sweat, and the wound on her shoulder blade had reopened, with blood gradually staining her chest.

Her fingers trembled uncontrollably, but she still persisted in treating all of Huo Sanbao's wounds.

As the last stitch was completed, her vision blurred, and she fell backward.

Just then, a strong hand suddenly wrapped around her from behind and pulled her into a hug.

She was breathing heavily, and because she was in a daze, she couldn't be sure if it was real.

All that was clear was that the man in front of her was wearing a white hospital gown with green stripes, and his handsome features, backlit, appeared deep, mysterious, and unpredictable.

"Who, who are you..."

Chu Xiao, who was holding Qin Yue Zhao, stared in disbelief.

Not long ago, he sent the medicine and the note to Qin Yue Zhao and has been anxiously waiting for news from here.

Unexpectedly, the ECG monitor by the bedside suddenly emitted a sharp, piercing noise.

Then the copper basin on the table shook violently, and he felt like his head was about to explode.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a cliffside cave, with a woman lying on the ground with her back to the cave entrance.

He instinctively rushed in and hugged the woman, only to discover that the person he was hugging was Qin Yuezhao.

He then realized that he had traveled through time.

He transmigrated to the Great Gan Dynasty and came to Qin Yue Zhao's side!

Qin Yue Zhao's hands and cheeks were covered in abrasions, and there was a three-inch-long bloody hole on her left shoulder blade, with the skin turned outward and a long scar torn open. The blood around it had almost dried up and had begun to congeal.

Beside her lay a pile of surgical supplies and an arrow used as a pen for writing.

The arrow broke in the middle, its shaft riddled with cracks, as if it had been snapped in two by the mountainside when it fell off a cliff.

His heart skipped a beat.

It's unimaginable what Qin Yuezhao has gone through during this time.

But now was not the time to think about such things. He gently placed Qin Yue Zhao on the quilt, carefully unbuttoned her clothes, and wanted to help her treat her wounds.

But the moment his hand touched the smooth neck, it was tightly gripped by a slender hand stained with blood.

"Who are you, and what do you want?"

Even with her consciousness clouded, Qin Yue Zhao remained vigilant.

Chu Xiao grasped her hand in return and gently coaxed, "It's me, I'm here!"

"Sweetie, don't move. Let me treat your wound..."

Hearing the familiar voice, Qin Yue Zhao's hand slowly lost its strength, as if she had truly calmed down.

The buttons were removed from her delicate body, revealing snow-white skin and a crimson mandarin duck bodice.

Qin Yue Zhao was breathing rapidly, her face drained of color from the pain, and sweat streamed down her forehead, past her temples, and onto her neck. The dampness added to the bloody and ambiguous atmosphere in the cave.

Chu Xiao's gaze swept over the expanse of white, and he subconsciously swallowed hard.