Although it was clearly daytime, two lanterns were lit in the back hall, illuminating the room brightly.

All of Chu Qianchen's attention was focused on Yun Zhan. Under Mo Chen's stern gaze, he calmly inserted more silver needles into Yun Zhan's body.

She inserted each needle very quickly, and before Amber could see clearly, the needle had already penetrated the acupuncture point.

She used different techniques for each needle: sometimes she lifted the needle, sometimes she twisted it, sometimes she scraped the handle, and sometimes she pushed along the meridians...

Chu Qianchen patiently said to Mo Chen: "The purpose of acupuncture is to stimulate the flow of qi. It is said in the Lingshu: Nine Needles and Twelve Origins: 'The key to acupuncture is to stimulate the flow of qi.' After half an hour, the qi will seal these key points and block the wounds in the blood vessels. At that time, if the needles are removed, there will be no more massive blood loss."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and flicked the handle of one of the silver needles. The needle began to vibrate slightly, making a buzzing sound like a mosquito.

"Okay, let him lie down."

“Panax notoginseng, Cirsium sibiricum, Cirsium chinense, Sanguisorba officinalis, Imperata root…” Chu Qianchen fluently recited a series of medicinal names and ordered Mo Chen as a matter of course, “You are strong, go and crush them all!”

Doctor Liu quickly said, "Miss, let me do it!"

He felt that being with Mo Chen, this ice cube, was too stressful, and as soon as he found an excuse, he couldn't wait to slip away.

Mo Chen carefully put Yun Zhan down and then stood up from the couch. He was a head taller than Chu Qianchen. When he looked at Chu Qianchen like this, he naturally gave people a sense of oppression.

Chu Qianchen seemed to be unaware of anything and still had a smiling face, looking calm and composed.

Mo Chen said slowly: "So, if the chest is opened, this method can also be used to stop the bleeding?"

The corners of Chu Qianchen's lips curled up a little higher behind her veil, and she was very happy to explain to Mo Chen: "Yes."

"But, in order to dig out the blade fragments in the body, the wound will be much larger, so it will need stitches."

Yunzhan's wound was not big, but because he injured his neck vein, he was bleeding heavily. If the bleeding could not be stopped in time, the blood gushing out of the wound would enlarge the wound. In the end, due to excessive blood loss, he could not be saved.

If I hadn't happened to be next to him today, Yunzhan would have been dead.

Just like in the previous life.

Mo Chen stared at Chu Qianchen steadily, his pair of dark eyes were calm and cold, as deep as a bottomless cold pond.

When he first came to Jishidiang, he heard the girl in front of him mention that she wanted to perform a chest opening on the prince. He said it was ridiculous because once the chest was opened, the wound would be too large and blood loss would definitely be uncontrollable. Once a human body loses about 30% of its blood, the person's life will be in danger.

He would never take risks with the prince's life!

But now, his mood had changed drastically from half an hour ago.

He saw with his own eyes that she saved Yunzhan who should have died.

There was a voice in Mo Chen's heart saying that maybe she could really cure the prince!

His heartbeat quickened, and a ripple appeared in his calm eyes.

Soon, the door to the backyard was pushed open, and Dr. Liu came in with a tray and said politely, "Miss, the herbs are all pounded."

"Put it over there."

Chu Qianchen pointed to the table by the window, then sat down by the window and slowly prepared the ointment.

Doctor Liu was standing by and looking at her without blinking, his eyes were almost fanatical and carried a feeling of looking up to the sky.

There was a faint herbal scent in the air, drifting away faintly.

Uncle Zhongyong outside waited and waited, standing, sitting, and walking back and forth, looking extremely anxious.

The longer he waited, the more worried and impatient he became. After waiting for an hour with still no movement, he could no longer bear it and opened the curtain again despite the waiter's obstruction. His eyes met Mo Chen's cold eyes.

Bo Zhongyong suddenly felt guilty and stood at the door curtain, not daring to move forward.

Uncle Zhongyong almost cried out, remembering the scene after he pulled out the needle...

He stared at Yunzhan, who was lying on the couch with his eyes closed. Only he knew how nervous he was. Yunzhan must not die!

Chu Qianchen, with his back to Earl Zhongyong, pulled out the needles swiftly, one, two, three... and even the last one.

From beginning to end, Yunzhan lay motionless on the couch, and the wound on his neck stopped bleeding.

Until this moment, Uncle Zhongyong slightly widened his eyes and asked in a difficult voice: "Girl, is he okay?"

"He can survive." Chu Qianchen put away her needle and smiled confidently, her dark phoenix eyes as bright as the brightest stars in a summer night.

The blood-stained veil could not hide her dazzling charm. She was like a bright red peony blooming on a branch, gorgeous as fire, outshining all other flowers.

Her three words made Mo Chen breathe a sigh of relief, and Uncle Zhongyong couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat off his forehead with his sleeve, thinking: As long as Yun Zhan is not dead, this storm will be over. At most, he will go back and beat up Yun Hao to make Yun Zhan calm down.

Chu Qianchen instructed Doctor Liu: "Apply medicine on his neck twice a day."

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"After the medicine is ready, give it to him. Don't move him today, and don't let him get exposed to the wind."

"If he has a fever at night, use my second prescription."

"I'm leaving. I'll come see him tomorrow." There was a hint of fatigue in Chu Qianchen's eyes.

Giving acupuncture to Yun Zhan just now seemed easy, but it was actually extremely tiring and required full concentration. She now wished she could go back to the Marquis' Mansion immediately and have a good sleep.

After all, she is still too weak and needs to exercise properly.

"girl."

At this time, Amber came back and brought a cloak, which Chu Qianchen had just asked her to buy from a nearby clothing store.

Chu Qianchen put on a cloak to cover the blood on his body and prepared to leave.

Lord Zhongyong subconsciously wanted to stop Chu Qianchen, but at this moment, a low moan came from the couch.

When Uncle Zhongyong saw his son wake up, he no longer cared about Chu Qianchen and rushed to the bed, shouting, "Azhan!"

"Thank you!" Mo Chen bowed solemnly to Chu Qianchen.

Chu Qianchen looked at him, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly behind her veil.

At this moment, the image of Mo Chen sitting on the roof and drinking under the moon in her previous life emerged in her mind again.

Chu Qianchen turned around and walked out of Jishidiang briskly, with Amber following closely behind him.

She walked along the street to the fork in the road, and just as she turned a corner, she suddenly heard a familiar hissing sound.

This is……

Chu Qianchen paused and was about to look for the source of the sound when Amber behind him said, "Miss, we are going back a little late today."

Amber was a little worried. It was already the evening of You. If she went back, she would definitely miss the time to pay her respects to the lady dowager. She might even be scolded by her.

After living a new life, Chu Qianchen didn't care whether the people in the Marquis' Mansion liked her or not. She smiled reassuringly at Amber and looked back. Huahong Street where Jishidiang was located was empty.

It turns out it’s not Jueying.

(End of this chapter)