Zhu Yi fed Xue Shan porridge spoonful by spoonful. Xue Shan, who was half-lying down, had just woken up and was not in good spirits. She ate a small bowl of porridge and a few candied fruits before falling asleep again in a daze.
In the next room, Wei Weiwei practiced pulling out a knife and sewing with dough, constantly recalling the details of pulling out the knife for Zhu Xueshan that day, and marveling at Zhu Yi's courage once again.
That day, Zhu Yi was the surgeon. First, she used scissors to cut open Xue Shan's clothes at the chest, and then Zhu Yi quickly and ruthlessly pulled out the knife.
At first, Wei Weiwei was a little scared when she saw the bloody scene. After Zhu Yi patiently called out to her and comforted her a few times, she got used to the scene of the knife being drawn. After calming herself down, she stayed by Zhu Yi's side, wiping her sweat, handing her the knife, and looking for medicine...
Wei Weiwei still clearly remembers the feeling of her trembling hands when she first helped Zhu Yi find the hemostatic powder: she also wanted Zhu Yi to be determined to learn alchemy during the sect trial so that she wouldn't be completely clueless when she was acting as Zhu Yi's "nurse" and could accurately find the medicine powder that Zhu Yi needed among all the medicines.
The two of them did a very good job of protecting Xue Shan. Once Weiwei got into work mode, she was very good at following Zhu Yi's lead.
Zhu Yi was wearing a blue mask, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Weiwei gently wiped them away with a handkerchief she had prepared beforehand.
Zhu Yi put down the blood-stained scissors, and Weiwei promptly handed over the suture needle threaded with spirit thread, following the pre-rehearsed sequence.
In the quiet of the night, the two of them worked for two full hours to complete the surgery.
After settling the unconscious Xue Shan, Weiwei whispered to Zhu Yi, "Junior Sister, you're so brave. I thought you were so serious when you used those knives of all sizes. And that blue mask you took out doesn't seem like something you can just find anywhere in the cultivation world; it must be very precious."
Zhu Yi lay sprawled on the ground, gulping down water. "I'm also figuring things out as I go. Performing surgery is such a big deal, of course I have to concentrate. And this blue mask, it can filter out a lot of tiny dust particles. You absolutely have to wear it during surgery, otherwise the dust particles you breathe in will get into Shan Shan's wound, and it wouldn't be good if it got infected!"
Zhu Yi thought for a moment and then said, "Sometimes, saving lives and treating illnesses requires some extra assistance. For example, some women have already taken labor-inducing and pregnancy-preserving pills, but if the baby's head is too big and it is particularly difficult to give birth, we need to use some methods such as episiotomy or cesarean section to help the baby be born smoothly."
"Shanshan's wound is too deep, piercing her heart meridian. Simply removing the knife and administering medicine won't be enough. So, while treating her, I also used spiritual threads to suture the wound and employed talismans to maintain her life."
On a moonlit night with few stars, Zhu Yi was filled with worry and hesitated to speak.
After several inquiries, Weiwei learned that the completion of the surgery was not the end of the treatment. Many people would die from the chain reaction after the surgery. On this day, Zhu Yi was not nervous about whether the surgery would be successful, but about the recovery after the surgery and the problem of the heart-eating poisonous insect.
Bringing their thoughts back to the present, Zhu Yi and Wei Wei had spent the last five days studying various medical books and classics in the alchemy room next door. They had read through many rare bamboo slips and were exhausted, but they still hadn't found a way to neutralize the Heart-Eating Poisonous Insects.
Zhu Yi's lips were covered in blisters. Others might not know how terrible this bug was, but did she not know?
After reading the book, Weiwei began to practice Zhu Yi's technique for suturing wounds and simulated the knife-pulling experiment.
When Zhu Yi pushed the door open and came in, Weiwei noticed the deep worry on her face.
"Shanshan is awake?"
"Hmm, it ate a bowl of porridge and then went to sleep. The poisonous insects are very dangerous. If it weren't for the magic-repelling soup hanging in the room, it would have caused a huge disturbance!"
"What's the background of this guy?" Wei Weiwei carefully recalled the small black worm that she could see with her naked eye crawling in Xue Shan's blood vessels when she performed surgery on Xue Shan.
She could feel that Zhu Yi's entire body was straining to use the tweezers to grab the little insect. The little thing was particularly cunning. With a big gulp of its curved lips, it drank a mouthful of Xue Shan's blood, as if to show its power, and even licked Zhu Yi deeply.
"What is your background?" Zhu Yi repeated the question, pulling the little peach blossom, who was fast asleep, out of the lamp and beginning to interrogate her.
"What are you doing! I'm sleeping and trying my best to grow back my beautiful branches!" Little Peach Blossom was still sleepy, and her messy hair was not as neat as usual, making her look a bit like a little chicken coop.
Zhu Yi's pretty face remained expressionless, too lazy to even make a kind expression. She was feeling rather upset. "Shen Hanfang said that the Wishing Tree gave her the Heart-Eating Poisonous Insect. Do you know the origin of this insect?"
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