"Let's do an IV drip, just pretend it's from the acupuncture needles." Yun Qingluo took out the acupuncture needles, prepared the medicine, and skillfully started the IV drip on the woman on the bed.

"Check her vital signs."

"normal."

"But I'm a bit weak, so I need to take some glucose nutrient solution." Yun Qingluo leaned against the wall, panting, after finishing her work.

There were no chairs in the room, only a large communal bed where patients had previously lain, which she found very unpleasant.

The IV drip would take more than half an hour, and Yun Qingluo felt unwell at the thought of spending so much time in a room full of viruses.

But we can't go out; these medicine bottles aren't from this era, and we can't expose them.

She simply took out disinfectant from the system and thoroughly disinfected the room, then opened the windows to ventilate it.

Yun Qingluo didn't just wait idly. Since she had already left the city today, she decided to come up with a treatment plan for all the seriously ill patients here.

She entered the system and pulled Xiao Yi aside to study the conditions of those critically ill patients.

"Quick, change the medicine bottle." Midway through the infusion, Xiao Yi noticed that one of the medicine bottles outside had finished and immediately reminded Yun Qingluo.

Once this person gets caught up in case analysis, they become completely absorbed and unable to extricate themselves.

Thanks to it for constantly monitoring the IV infusion process outside.

Half an hour later, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard outside.

"Someone's here, quite a lot of them," Xiao Yi interrupted Yun Qingluo's thoughts.

Yun Qingluo exited the system and heard voices outside.

"Lord Cheng, you really can't go in! Doctor Yun specifically instructed that no one is allowed to enter until she comes out." Doctor Zhou explained anxiously but cautiously.

"Hmph, Doctor Zhou, you've got some nerve, daring to block my way." The man addressed as Lord Cheng said with a gloomy face and icy tone.

Doctor Zhou hurriedly took out Xu Sheng's token and said respectfully, "Please forgive me, Lord Cheng. The city lord has ordered that we follow Doctor Xu's arrangements."

"Xu Sheng, you bastard Xu Sheng..." Lord Cheng said through gritted teeth, "Doctor Zhou, what if I insist on going in?"

Dr. Zhou took a deep breath, glanced back at the closed door, and then sighed heavily.

He straightened his back, strode to the door, stood up straight, and said with a firm look in his eyes, "Then I can only ask Lord Cheng to step over my corpse."

"Ha, you're quite arrogant. Do you think I wouldn't dare?"

"Oh dear, you seem to be in trouble. Judging from the conversation outside, the other party doesn't seem to have any good intentions. Could he have a grudge against Xu Sheng?" Xiao Yi suddenly spoke up.

Yun Qinglu chuckled, "Don't gloat yet. This IV drip can't continue. We need to think of another way."

"What should we do? There's still one and a half bottles left to be administered. If we pull the plug now, what's the difference between us and not administering the medication at all? This last bottle is the most crucial part," Xiao Yi muttered.

"It seems like someone else is coming," Yun Qingluo whispered.

The atmosphere outside the door was unusually tense. Cheng Qing held a sharp longsword, the tip of which was firmly pressed against Doctor Zhou's neck.

His face was grim, and his tone was icy: "Very well, since you are so eager to become his lackey, then today I will grant you your loyalty. Doctor Zhou, what are your last words?"

Doctor Zhou's body trembled slightly, and he unconsciously took a small step back, but the tip of the sword followed closely behind, always firmly pressed against his neck.

He gritted his teeth, straightened up, snorted coldly, and replied without fear: "Cheng Qing, you are just..."

"You're only good at showing off in front of us. If you insist on entering today, then go ahead and kill me."

"Alright, this official..." Before Cheng Qing could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a gleaming sword quietly placed against his neck. A wave of fear washed over him, and his voice trembled as he spoke.

"Cheng Qing, what a fine name. How about we have a sword contest today to see whose sword is faster?" A deep and steady voice slowly rang out.

"Who? Who are you? Do you know who I am? Assassinating a high-ranking official is a capital offense. Aren't you afraid of death?" Cheng Qing roared in anger.

"Who I am is not important; what is important is whether Lord Cheng is afraid of death."

Yun Qingluo sensed that the situation outside was not optimistic. She was just about to remove the needle and go out to take a look when she heard a familiar voice, and she instantly calmed down.

Xiao Yi breathed a sigh of relief, "Your partner arrived just in time. Thank goodness, these medicines won't have been wasted."

Yun Qingluo smiled. Yes, they arrived just in time.

Cheng Qing roared, "Is this some kind of lawless scoundrel? Guards! Guards! Seize this arrogant and ignorant villain! Today, I will teach him a lesson on how to behave!"

The surrounding guards immediately drew their swords and were about to step forward when they suddenly noticed a thin line of blood on their master's neck. They stopped in their tracks, not daring to move.

Cheng Qing felt a sharp pain on his neck, followed by the flow of warm liquid.

He instinctively reached out to touch it, and when he saw the bloodstains on his hand, he turned ashen-faced. "Who? Who are you... what do you want?" Cheng Qing's voice was filled with fear and unease.

Mo Beichen was too lazy to waste words with him and said coldly, "Put down the sword in your hand, or else..." He exerted a little force with the dagger in his hand, and a deeper wound appeared on Cheng Qing's neck, with blood flowing down the dagger.

"Alright, alright, I'll put it down, I'll put it down. Don't do anything rash, don't do anything rash. All of you, put down your swords, now!" Cheng Qing was terrified and hurriedly threw the sword in his hand to the ground. Then, he shouted at the guards who had surrounded Mo Beichen.

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