I Make Medicated Meals in the Interstellar Era

In the year 18500 of the Star Calendar, war was on the verge of breaking out. Humanity had eliminated the Zerg, conquered the Demon Race, Beast Race, and many other species, but in the end, they co...

Chapter 88 No Choice

Chapter 88 No Choice

"Little thing, follow the experimental method you told me before. Now I hand Shiwei over to you. Save her!"

Yin Jiuyuan pulled Mu Jiao's little arm and walked to Yin Shiwei's bed. Looking at the woman on the bed who was almost unrecognizable and twitching in pain, his heart sank. There was an imperceptible heaviness in his golden pupils, and his hoarse voice carried an order that could not be refused.

"I……"

The big devil's voice was cold, and the hand that was pulling her arm was very strong. Mu Jiao sensitively sensed a hint of danger and instinctively wanted to retreat. The woman on the bed was already hanging by a thread, and she had no confidence that she could save her now.

Mu Jiao was extremely worried. Was her decision to go to great lengths to please the Great Demon and come in to check on Yin Shiwei's condition the right one? Originally, she had only thought about investigating the condition and prescribing a suitable herbal diet for Yin Shiwei, and then making further plans. Now, Yin Shiwei's life was hanging by a thread. She had never anticipated such a dire situation. What was even worse was that the Great Demon had placed his hopes of saving Yin Shiwei on her.

She absolutely couldn't accept this mission! Yin Shiwei was the Great Demon's sister, a princess-like figure among the Orcs. Mu Jiao had heard from Ah Ping that the Great Demon had only one blood relative left. If she healed him, it would be fine. But if she didn't, the consequences... were simply unimaginable!

So, Mu Jiao instinctively wanted to refuse the big devil, wanting to sincerely express that she couldn't save the person. But before she could say anything, someone who was even less confident than Mu Jiao that she could pull the person back from the brink of death spoke first.

"Jiuyuan, are you crazy? Letting her treat Shiwei?!" Liao Sitang's words were filled with doubt. He also expressed the thoughts of almost everyone present: their leader must have gone crazy with anxiety!

Mu Jiao felt that everyone in the room was looking at her, as if they were looking at her from head to toe like a searchlight. Mu Jiao pursed her lips, shrank her body, lowered her eyes, and didn't look at the people around her.

Yes, yes, how could she cure it! She couldn’t cure it, she couldn’t cure it… Mu Jiao silently prayed in her heart that the devil’s subordinates could persuade him and think of other ways to save the woman on the bed.

Mu Jiao was actually deeply conflicted, as if two figures were fighting. The white figure couldn't help but ponder the most feasible treatment options for the woman in bed, eager to rush over and heal the suffering woman. But the black figure kept talking about how dangerous the situation was, and how it was uncertain how to treat a dying person. If things went wrong, not only would it be his fate, but Mengmeng and Aping's as well.

The two little men were fighting back and forth in Mu Jiao's head, neither of them giving in. When the white man was in the upper hand, Mu Jiao's eyes would occasionally uncontrollably glance at the woman twitching in pain on the bed. Then the black man held down the white man, and Mu Jiao suddenly shrank back as if she was sober.

"Atang, the leader's decision is unquestionable!" Li Jitu, hearing the excitement and questioning in Liao Sitang's voice, immediately shouted back. His Li clan had been loyal to the Yin clan for generations, and regardless of the Yin clan leader's decision, the Li family would tolerate no dissent. But why had the leader entrusted this little girl with such a crucial mission? Could she truly save Shiwei?

In fact, there was no need for Li Jitu to scold him. Liao Shitang realized his gaffe after questioning him, but since it was Shiwei's life, he really found it difficult to control his emotions. Liao Shitang bowed his head to Yin Jiuyuan to express his apology. After Yin Jiuyuan nodded to indicate that he was fine, Liao Shitang stood back a little. Although he no longer questioned him out loud, his suspicious eyes kept staring at Mu Jiao.

Seeing that Liao Shitang had regained consciousness, Li Jitu stopped talking and turned his attention to Mu Jiao.

Li Jitu knew that as the head of his clan and leader of the orcs, Yin Jiuyuan would never do anything he wasn't sure of. Furthermore, seeing the leader's calm expression, he knew he had a plan in mind. Unlike Liao Sitang, Li Jitu inexplicably harbored a tinge of anticipation for this young woman.

Liao Qiqi was still staring at Mu Jiao in shock. The leader's words had just implied that Mu Jiao had a cure for genetic collapse syndrome, and... this cure... wasn't actually Bichon Frise blood? Liao Qiqi had a vague feeling that she had gotten this all wrong from the start...

For two minutes, no one said a word of opposition except Liao Shitang. Strictly speaking, Liao Shitang's words could not be considered as opposition, but he just raised an objection, but it was also suppressed.

"I'm not sure I can save her now. If you want me to save her now, then I'll save her, but if by some chance..., you have to promise not to hurt Mengmeng and Aping, and you can't let Mengmeng bleed again. This is my requirement for saving people." Under everyone's attention, Mu Jiao knew that she had no choice but to save her, but before saving her, some things had to be made clear. She herself... didn't matter, but Mengmeng and Aping must not be in any danger.