Fate's Little Feral Consort

As soon as Yun Qianyu said that, several people looked at her wide-eyed. Even Xiao Yechen, who had just walked in from the camp, looked at Yun Qianyu in shock and felt his heart sink.

'Does Feather want to die? How could she be bargaining with my ninth imperial uncle right now?

'If my ninth imperial uncle becomes angry with her, then she'll be killed on the spot.'

Looking at Yun Qianyu with a stern look, Xiao Jiuyuan's eyes filled with killing intent. He then said in a flat tone, "Are you bargaining with this Prince?"

"Of course not. I'm just asking for compensation: one spirit energy evoking manual. I don't suppose your Highness thinks that General Feng Teng's life is not worth a single manual?"

"Alright, you are definitely becoming bolder. However, you'd better be able to save his life, otherwise, you will understand the meaning of punishment."

"Deal." Yun Qianyu was quite straightforward. Not looking at anyone, Yun Qianyu went to the old physician and said, "Lend me your medicine box."

Not daring to say anything, the old physician nodded without hesitation and brought the medicine box to Yun Qianyu.

Yun Qianyu checked the medicine box and found that there were some missing herbs that she needed. With a focused mind, she wrote down all the herbs she needed and asked Xiao Yechen to bring them to her.

After giving out the orders, she returned her attention back to the arrow that was sticking out of General Feng Teng. With great care, she checked the position of the arrow, the depth of the arrow and at what angle it had gone in. Soon, Yun Qianyu had figured out how to pull out the arrow and stitch everything up without opening his chest. Even though the surgery would be difficult, she figured it was a risk she must take with the limited technology available to her. 'After pulling out the arrow, I must quickly stitch up the blood vessels and the heart wall. There should be no delay in this process. If there is a delay, it will cause massive blood loss, and General Feng Teng will surely die.'

After formulating a solid surgical plan, Yun Qianyu calmly placed all the equipment she needed on a tray.

She had a calm and confident look on her face which made everyone feel very calm about the tense situation.

Watching from behind her, Xiao Jiuyuan's previously stressed mind also calmed down. After he calmed down, he looked intently at Yun Qianyu. The graceful and calm spirit of the woman was like a lily beside the water. To him it was indescribable and beautiful.

At this moment, Xiao Jiuyuan couldn't help thinking that even without a beautiful appearance, this woman was still very attractive.

As he was thinking about it, there were sounds of footsteps outside the door. Xiao Yechen came in with the old physician. They had prepared all the herbs and materials requested by Yun Qianyu. One of them was called the Chinese Alpine Rush, which was a very fine but tough grass. Because this naturally occurring grass was finer than their finest catgut, Yun Qianyu figured it was more appropriate to use this grass as suturing.

Yun Qianyu took the herbs and materials from Xiao Yechen and the old physician. After carefully sorting out everything and placing them in a certain order, she looked up at the people in the camp.

She needed an assistant to help her with this surgery. In fact, when she pulled out the arrow, she would need someone to apply pressure on the wounds while she quickly sutured them. The speed and dexterity needed were almost superhuman. If not done well, General Feng Teng may lose too much blood in the process.

After looking around, she figured Xiao Yechen would be the best person for the job. After all, their chemistry was good.

She looked at Xiao Yechen and said, "Come assist me with the surgery." She then explained carefully, "I will be pulling out the arrow later and your job is to apply pressure on the wound with that hemostatic herb paste I've prepared. I will suture from top to bottom and you just slide your hand along the wound. It is important that you never let the pressure off so that the blood doesn't gush out. If we work together well, General Feng Teng will be fine."

Listening to Yun Qianyu's explanation carefully, Xiao Yechen felt confident and said with a smile, "Alright."

However, while Xiao Yechen became happy, someone else in the camp was unhappy. With an ugly expression and a hint of jealousy on his face, Xiao Jiuyuan stared at Yun Qianyu gloomily. 'Am I not as good as Xiao Yechen? I'm sure my skills would be better than Xiao Yechen's.'

Displeased about her choice, Xiao Jiuyuan out of nowhere asked in a flat tone, "Can't I assist you?"