After several attempts, Shen Miao finally realized something bad: her superpower was beyond her control.

Whether they can get out or not depends entirely on luck.

The thought of not being able to treat Qingchen's injured leg in seven days made Shen Miao feel suffocated.

The words have already been spoken; how will we handle the situation now?

Shen Miao was anxious and practiced non-stop all night, but the result was not satisfactory.

The tiny flame, no bigger than a mung bean, could be kept steady on her fingertip, but it was far too small to have much healing power.

She remembered reading some online novels before she transmigrated, which mentioned superpowers, but those superpowers could be improved step by step.

I wonder if her special ability can be upgraded, and if so, how.

I spent a sleepless night.

The next day, Shen Miao went up the mountain and hunted a skinny tiger, obtaining a brown-quality beast crystal from its body.

The beast crystal arrived at just the right time, and Shen Miao immediately refined and consumed it, then quietly sensed the changes in the supernatural power within her body.

Unfortunately, her special ability did not change at all, nor did she grow any bigger; she remained only the size of a mung bean, which made Shen Miao feel somewhat discouraged.

She wondered if the beast crystals, which were useful to the beastmen, were useless to her.

She saw a stone knife lying to the side, picked it up and cut her finger. She then used her supernatural ability to heal it, and the bleeding wound quickly stopped, healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Huh, it's still useful."

Shen Miao was overjoyed. She had used her supernatural powers to heal her finger once before, but it wasn't as fast as it was now.

Clearly, her superpowers have improved.

Shen Miao was very happy. If she could improve a little bit every day, she should be able to cure Qingchen by the seventh day.

"Mother, Mother, the sheep is dying."

The children ran over and knocked on the door. Shen Miao had locked herself in her room, but upon hearing this, she immediately went to open the door.

The little boy hugged her leg, pointed his little finger in the direction of the sheep pen, and said on the verge of tears, "Mommy, the sheep is sick, it won't eat, please save it."

"Take me to see it."

We currently have a sheep at home, which is mainly cared for by the lambs. Every day, we cut grass to feed the sheep, which has fattened up the sheep that was originally very thin.

But for some reason these past few days, more than half of the hay the cubs throw in has been left uneaten.

At first, there was a little left over, but then there was more and more left over, until today, the sheep stopped eating at all. They just sniffed the fodder and then listlessly went to lie down in the corner.

"It might be sick," Shen Miao said, staring at the listless sheep.

"What should we do? Will it die?"

The children asked worriedly.

These were sheep they had personally raised; they had developed an attachment to them, and the little ones couldn't bear to see them die.

Shen Miao wasn't sure either. She comforted the little ones, saying, "I'll go find Veterinarian Lin. He's good at treating diseases and will definitely know what's wrong with the sheep."

After instructing her children to stay home and guard the house, Shen Miao hurriedly went to Lin Shousheng's house.

The veterinarian saw her and couldn't help but glare at her, saying, "What are you doing here again? I already promised you I would lie to Qingchen."

"Uncle Lin, don't worry," Shen Miao said with a smile. "It's not about Qingchen today, it's about my sheep. It won't eat its feed, and I don't know why. Uncle Lin, please go and take a look."

Upon hearing this, Lin Shousheng flew into a rage: "I'm here to treat orcs, and you're telling me to treat a beast? Are you crazy?"

Shen Miao calmly replied, "I'm perfectly conscious. I know you're a compassionate doctor who can treat not only beastmen but also animals. After all, it's a small life. Uncle Lin, are you really not going to save it?"

"No saving her, no saving her, get out of here!" Lin Shousheng waved his hand, turned around, and faced away from her.

Shen Miao sighed, "Sigh, Uncle Lin, I thought you were interested in surgery, and I was planning to give you some pointers after curing Qingchen, but I didn't expect you to not care at all. Oh well."

As she spoke, Shen Miao made a move to leave.

Lin Shousheng gritted his teeth and said, "If we're going to treat a sheep, then we'll treat a sheep. It's not like we haven't done it before. Let's go!"

A triumphant smile curled at the corners of Shen Miao's lips.

After examination, Lin Shousheng discovered that the sheep had swallowed an indigestible foreign object, which caused its condition.

"Then how should it be treated?" Shen Miao asked humbly.

"Operate," Lin Shousheng uttered two words.

Another surgery. Shen Miao felt like she was constantly dealing with those two words lately. However, she also knew that Lin Shousheng was not lying to her. The foreign object had already entered the sheep's body, so surgery was the only way to remove it.

Shen Miao asked with concern, "Uncle Lin, are you capable of this surgery?"

If I can't do it for people, I can at least do it for sheep.

Lin Shousheng glanced at her and snorted, "I can do it, but the surgery is risky, and the sheep might die. Think it over carefully before you answer me whether you want to do it or not."

"I am aware of the risks, so please operate on the sheep."

Lin Shousheng looked at her in surprise. He hadn't expected Shen Miao to agree without even hesitating. He emphasized, "Didn't you hear me say the sheep might die?"

Shen Miao smiled faintly and said, "Of course I heard that, but if we don't operate, the sheep will starve to death if they don't eat any grass, won't they?"

That's true. Lin Shousheng had nothing to say. He went back and got the surgical instruments. He asked Shen Miao to help him tie up the sheep and instructed her, "Tie it up tightly, otherwise it will break the rope halfway through. Even if the surgery fails, it will be over."

"Don't worry, even if you were to untie the knot I tied, it would take you some effort."

Lin Shousheng thought she was bragging.

After everything was ready, Shen Miao sent the children to Qing Chen's room and told them not to come out so as not to be frightened and traumatized. Then she went to help Lin Shousheng.

Lin Shousheng took out a stone knife and cut open the sheep's belly. It was a live cut, without any anesthetic, hemostatic medicine, or disinfectant. Even Shen Miao felt pain just watching it. The poor sheep was tightly bound and hadn't eaten much grass for several days, so it didn't have much strength to struggle.

Shen Miao pretended to hold down the sheep's head, and subtly channeled some of her supernatural power into it.

Lin Shousheng cut open the sheep's belly and took out a stone that was stuck in its stomach. The stone was as big as an egg.

"Where did this come from?" Shen Miao asked in surprise.

Lin Shousheng glanced at her absentmindedly, "You're asking me? Who should I ask? These are your sheep."

Well, Shen Miao really doesn't care enough about her own sheep.

After the stone was removed, the surgery was basically over, but the sheep's bleeding just wouldn't stop. Lin Shousheng used a lot of herbs to stop the bleeding, and the blood stained the herbs and his hands red.

Even the usually calm Lin Shousheng started to panic: "No, the bleeding is too severe. If this continues, the sheep will die."

"Then use hemostatic medicine," Shen Miao said, also somewhat anxious.