The Prince Xian's Mansion.

"Ah! How did my face become like this?" Princess Nanyang stared wide-eyed at her reflection in the mirror, her face covered in blood vessels. She swept everything off the dressing table.

She cherished her face the most, and even went so far as to use forbidden techniques from the Northern Kingdom in order to become more beautiful.

But now, her face is covered with red blood vessels, making her look extremely terrifying and devoid of any beauty.

The personal maid stepped over the shards scattered on the ground to Princess Nanyang's side, carefully comforting her, "Princess, please calm down, perhaps there's something wrong with the forbidden technique."

"What should I do? How can I face people with this face?" Princess Nanyang was unable to calm down, her face frighteningly crazed.

The personal maid was also extremely anxious; she had never seen such a situation before and didn't know how to handle it.

The Northern Wizard is not at home either and will not return for another month, so we can't count on him.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind, “Princess, the Resurrection Competition! In two days, the Resurrection Hall will invite renowned doctors from all over the country to the Resurrection Competition. They will surely have a way to cure your face.”

Upon hearing this, Princess Nanyang grasped at the last straw and hurriedly summoned her servants to prepare a carriage, as she wanted to go to Huisheng Hall herself.

*

The Marquis of Chengen's Residence.

"Miss, how should I refuse the invitation from Huishengtang?" Liangyue asked with a worried expression as she took out the invitation. She couldn't think of a good way to avoid arousing Shen Muxun's suspicion and to politely refuse him.

Shen Jinshu glanced at her dismissively. "This is the best opportunity to get acquainted with Huishengtang. Are you really going to turn it down?"

Being able to associate with Huishengtang is something that many doctors dream of, and Liangyue is no exception.

The reason she was bribed by Shen Jinshu to impersonate the divine physician Liangyue was not only because of the money, but also because she wanted status.

Liang Yue hesitated. Just as Shen Jinshu had said, this Resurrection Competition was indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for her, but...

"It's not that I want to refuse this opportunity, but I'm worried that the real Divine Physician Liangyue will also be invited. At that time, my identity will be exposed, and I won't be able to help you anymore." After saying the last sentence, Liangyue secretly glanced at Shen Jinshu, binding the two together so that Shen Jinshu had no choice but to obey her.

Shen Jinshu sneered inwardly. How could she not see through Liang Yue's little trick? She raised her voice and said, "She won't come. I just received news that the divine physician Liang Yue is on her way to the Northern Border."

Liang Yue's little scheme suited her perfectly. Since she still needed this woman's help, she decided not to make a fuss about it for now.

"The matter of the divine physician Liangyue has been resolved, but my medical skills are not proficient. I'm afraid I'll expose my ignorance if I try to treat her." Liangyue knew her own limitations and had the urge to back down.

Shen Jinshu's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. There are countless ways to avoid being exposed, but the most important thing is to use your brain.

"Just because you go doesn't mean you have to take action, understand? Even if your hand gets injured or crippled, it's fine. Do I need to teach you?"

"Thank you, Miss. I understand now." Liang Yue suddenly realized, and she looked down at her right hand with a resolute expression.

*

Two days later, the Resurrection Competition arrived as scheduled.

As soon as Shen Muxun reached the gate, he saw Liang Yue, whose hands were wrapped in bandages, walking towards him.

His expression froze for a moment, then he asked dryly, "Miss Liangyue, your hand..."

Liang Yue followed his gaze to her hand, her face bitter. "I accidentally rolled down a cliff and injured my hand yesterday when I went up the mountain to collect herbs. I'm afraid I won't be able to participate in the Resurrection Competition today."

"That's a real pity," Shen Muxun murmured cryptically.

Liang Yue subtly looked away, not daring to meet Shen Muxun's gaze. "But I have already accepted the Second Young Master's invitation, so I still intend to fulfill this promise today. I hope the Second Young Master will not find it objectionable."

"No, it is my honor that Miss Liangyue is here." Shen Muxun shook his head. It seemed that he would not be able to see the divine physician Liangyue make a move today, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

The two boarded the carriage one after the other and headed straight for Huisheng Hall.

Shortly after they left, Song Zhiyu and Lu Bai also slowly walked out.

"It's too much of a coincidence that Miss Liangyue broke her hand during today's Resurrection Competition," Lu Bai muttered to herself, feeling something was off, but unable to pinpoint what it was.

Song Zhiyu chuckled twice, her words carrying a rather meaningful tone, "Who knows whether this hand injury was unintentional or intentional?"

Before Lu Bai could ask for clarification, Song Zhiyu patted her hair and walked ahead, saying, "Let's go."

Seeing this, Lu Bai didn't bother to ask why and hurriedly followed.

The carriage moved slowly and finally came to a steady stop in front of the Huisheng Hall.

When Song Zhiyu and the other person arrived, the competition had already begun.

She casually found a corner seat and sat down, watching with great interest as the people on the field performed acupuncture.

It must be said that those who are invited by Huishengtang are not simple people. Even the two who came out at the very beginning were enough to show their skill level from their acupuncture techniques.

They were treating a patient with asthma symptoms. Although their treatment methods differed, both were relatively conservative, ensuring the patient's safety to the greatest extent possible.

The first match ended, and the second match began immediately.

The second patient was venomed by a snake and urgently needed a doctor to draw out the venomous blood as soon as possible; saving his life was the priority for now.

Just as the competition was in full swing, a woman dressed in a black robe, completely concealing herself, quietly walked in.

Song Zhiyu twitched her nose and turned her gaze to the woman in black robes, a hint of interest in her eyes.

The taste of beauty's blood is as strong as ever.

Princess Nanyang seemed unaware of Song Zhiyu's presence. She secretly hid in the crowd and exchanged glances with the manager of Huisheng Hall.

"Miss, Chief Physician Li is on his way." Lu Bai leaned close to Song Zhiyu's ear and whispered.

Song Zhiyu nodded slightly, her gaze still fixed on Princess Nanyang not far away.

She was just looking for a pretext to cause trouble when this person came up to her on his own.

Time passed slowly, and before we knew it, we were at the seventh match.

"Mu Xun, it's your turn." The elder of Huisheng Hall excitedly patted Shen Mu Xun's shoulder, placing high hopes on him.

If Shen Muxun could win this match, he would have a chance to compete for the position of leader of the Resurrection Hall. How could he not be excited?

"Mu Xun will definitely not let Master down." Shen Mu Xun took a deep breath. He shared the same thought as the elder and had been preparing for this competition for a long time.

Seeing this, Song Zhiyu raised her eyebrows in surprise, not expecting that the patient Shen Muxun wanted to treat was her.