Ji Fengyao composed herself, worried that Wuhen might get in the way, and ordered, "Go find me a set of silver needles, a jar of the strongest liquor, a finest embroidery needle, and a piece of ice silkworm silk... Do you have ice silkworm silk here?"
"Yes, the dowry that Madam prepared for Miss includes ice silkworm silk," Xique answered from outside the carriage, lifting the curtain.
Ji Fengyao nodded: "Have all the accompanying doctors send over all the medicinal herbs and pills they brought."
"Your Highness, Your Highness..." Wuhen panicked when he saw that Shang Xiye's face looked really bad.
Ji Fengyao clenched her fists and said in a deep voice, "Have someone tidy up the car, and have the new car come and wait. Also, have someone bring over hot water and towels. Go now!"
"Yes!" Wuhen didn't know how capable Ji Fengyao really was, but seeing her so calm and composed, his heart was at ease. He even forgot to refute or question her and left.
"You're quite adept at acting like a princess, and you've managed to order my people around so easily," Shang Xiye teased, his voice already weak. "In that case, I can finally get some rest. I'm sure you won't let them neglect you and let them starve to death on the way."
"You dare!" Ji Fengyao exclaimed in surprise, and quickly pressed her finger on the most painful acupoint on his waist, threatening fiercely, "We agreed to share the good times and the bad. If I can't sleep, you can't rest either!"
Shang Xiye suddenly felt a sharp pain, and he felt like killing someone. He glared angrily at the little female bandit beside him, his drowsiness subsiding somewhat.
Wuhen, Wuying, and Xique quickly delivered what Ji Fengyao wanted.
Ji Fengyao found Shang Xiye's clothes cumbersome, and with a few swift strokes, he was left only in his underpants.
Several people outside the carriage twitched at the sight, quickly lowered the curtain, and retreated to stand guard outside the carriage.
Shang Xiye sighed softly. He had been stripped naked twice in two days, and he couldn't resist at all. He had to cooperate and endure it. This little female bandit was probably sent by heaven to punish him.
Before inserting the needle, Ji Fengyao slowly said, "Don't sleep, no matter how sleepy you are, until I give you permission."
At this moment, her voice was unusually serious, clear and gentle like rain, making people only want to obey and have no intention of arguing.
Shang Xiye never easily obeyed anyone, but after hearing her words, he obediently gave a soft "hmm" and then curiously glanced back at her.
She looked very different when she held the silver needles.
Her expression was focused, and she exuded a calm and composed aura that was completely out of place for her age and status. Her extremely beautiful features were thus given a touch of transcendence, making her truly otherworldly and breathtakingly beautiful.
She performed the procedures skillfully and calmly: inserting needles to seal acupoints, manipulating needles to expel toxins, massaging and sealing the wound, cleaning the wound, disinfecting and suturing. It was as if she had done it many times before.
The moment she looked up at him, Shang Xiye felt his heart, which had never been in a rut, pause for a second—he seemed to see a clear pool hidden deep in the snow-capped mountains, unseen by anyone, reflecting the pristine snow-capped peaks and blue sky, so clear and mysterious.
"You saved me before, and now I've saved your life. We're even," Ji Fengyao said with a weary laugh.
After saying that, she rubbed her legs, which had gone numb from sitting, got up and went outside the carriage. She called Wuying and Wuhen to go up and help Shang Xiye wash and change his clothes, while she went to check the medicinal herbs and pills that the accompanying doctors had brought.
Shang Xiye's body cannot be allowed to deteriorate any further; she must concoct a medicinal soup that can at least protect his body from further damage.
He was her first patient in this world. If he were to suffer any long-term effects, it would tarnish her reputation as an eleventh-grade alchemist.
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