Later, the Lin brothers stayed to help with the funeral arrangements for Prince Qing. As a result, three days after Prince Qing's death, only the Shou Wang family of three and the Lin brothers came to pay their respects. No other princes or court officials visited Prince Qing's mansion.
Meanwhile, at the Cold King's mansion.
After Leng Ruo Li returned to the Cold King's mansion last night, the Cold King was punished by the emperor to kneel for the entire night without returning. Today, Leng Ruo Li still had a surgery to perform and couldn't afford to worry about Jun Mohan's situation in the palace.
Regardless, the Emperor wouldn't do anything to Jun Mohan, so she didn't need to worry about him.
Therefore, after breakfast, Leng Ruo Li took her two maids and guards back to the An Ji Tang.
Inside the An Ji Tang, Shui Yi He had already arrived early.
As Leng Ruo Li walked into the hall of An Ji Tang, she saw a man with a large belly sitting in the hall.
"I pay my respects to the Cold King's Consort!"
Seeing Leng Ruo Li walking towards him, Shui Yi He immediately had his subordinate help him up and bowed respectfully.
"Young Master Shui, once I enter the doors of An Ji Tang, I am a physician, no longer the Cold King's Consort. From now on, we are doctor and patient. There is no need for formalities."
Leng Ruo Li's large almond-shaped eyes were as dark and lustrous as two black crystals, possessing an irresistible charm. A captivating smile played on her lips.
"Very well, thank you, Cold King's Consort. I will be mindful of this in the future." Shui Yi He cupped his hands towards Leng Ruo Li again.
This further increased Shui Yi He's good impression of Leng Ruo Li.
"Young Master Shui, did you drink any water with your breakfast this morning?" Leng Ruo Li immediately asked him.
"Cold King's Consort, I heeded your words. Since last night, I have not consumed a single drop of water or a bite of food," Shui Yi He truthfully replied to Leng Ruo Li.
"That's good. One must not eat or drink before surgery. I was afraid you might forget my instructions, so to be safe, I'm asking again." Leng Ruo Li smiled faintly.
"Oh, oh, Cold King's Consort, I understand!" Shui Yi He replied, understanding only half of what was said.
"Mm-hmm, it's good that you understand." Hearing this, Leng Ruo Li nodded slightly.
Immediately, Leng Ruo Li gathered all the employees in An Ji Tang and explained some important matters that medical staff must pay attention to.
Then, Leng Ruo Li took Shui Yi He into the examination room from yesterday and gave him an anesthetic injection. After he fell into a deep sleep, Leng Ruo Li quickly moved him into the spatial operating room.
In Leng Ruo Li's spatial operating room, she had already prepared all the medical equipment needed for the surgery in advance.
Now, she could directly administer an IV drip to the patient, disinfect his abdomen... then, she picked up the scalpel and skillfully made an incision on the patient's abdomen.
The scalpel gleamed with a sharp, cold light under the operating room lights.
However, not a single drop of blood stained the scalpel, nor did any blood flow from the patient's incision, demonstrating the exquisite skill of Leng Ruo Li.
After Leng Ruo Li cut open the patient's abdomen, she used instruments to spread open his belly, located the connection between the tumor and the abdominal wall, and carefully made an incision with the scalpel...
An hour later, Leng Ruo Li finally removed the large tumor from Shui Yi He's abdominal wall. To her surprise, the tumor inside Shui Yi He's abdomen was even larger than she had predicted.
Leng Ruo Li took out the tumor and placed it on a tray, then disinfected the wound... and sutured it...
By the time she finished the surgery, two and a half hours had passed.
Outside the spatial realm, an unwelcome guest arrived at An Ji Tang.
A carriage stopped rapidly in front of An Ji Tang. Marquis Jing Yuan and his wife carefully helped Bai Yu Xuan alight from the carriage and hurried into the hall of An Ji Tang.
"Young lady, is your Consort in the medical hall?" The wife of Marquis Jing Yuan grabbed Chu Miao Ling casually.
"Madam, what's wrong with Princess Qing Ling?"
Chu Miao Ling glanced at Bai Yu Xuan, whose face was pale and her brow furrowed in pain.
"I don't know what's wrong with Xuan'er. This morning when she woke up, she said her stomach was hurting terribly. After that, I had the servants invite a doctor for her, but after the doctor examined Xuan'er, he didn't say anything and just told us, her parents, to bring Xuan'er to the Cold King's Consort." The wife of Marquis Jing Yuan explained the situation with a frown.
"The Consort is currently performing surgery. Perhaps I can call Chu Ming Xuan over to examine Princess Qing Ling," Chu Miao Ling suggested.
"That's fine. Divine Physician Chu's medical skills are also very high; let him examine Xuan'er."
The Jing Yuan couple immediately agreed to Chu Miao Ling's suggestion.
Subsequently, she quickly arranged for Princess Qing Ling to lie down in a ward and went to call Chu Ming Xuan, who was checking wards on the second floor.
As soon as Chu Ming Xuan entered Bai Yu Xuan's ward, he saw a scene that deeply concerned him.
Bai Yu Xuan lay on the bed, eyes slightly closed, hands covering her stomach, curled into a ball, and tossing and turning. Her pale face was contorted with pain, and large beads of sweat seeped from her forehead. The pain was so intense that she couldn't even groan. In short, her appearance was heartbreaking.
"Divine Physician Chu, please examine our Xuan'er. She is truly in so much pain that she's dying."
The wife of Marquis Jing Yuan almost shed tears as she said this.
"Madam, please don't worry. I will take the Princess's pulse immediately."
As Chu Ming Xuan spoke, he walked to Bai Yu Xuan's bedside and reached out to feel her pulse.
A minute later, Chu Ming Xuan's hand had not yet withdrawn from Bai Yu Xuan's, but his brow was gradually furrowing.
Seeing Chu Ming Xuan's expression, the Marquis Jing Yuan couple became even more worried.
"Divine Physician Chu, what exactly is wrong with my Xuan'er?" The wife of Marquis Jing Yuan looked at Chu Ming Xuan with a confused expression.
However, Chu Ming Xuan glanced at the Marquis Jing Yuan couple and stopped, hesitating to speak.
Seeing that Chu Ming Xuan remained silent, Marquis Jing Yuan also became anxious.
"Yes, Divine Physician Chu, please speak. What is wrong with my daughter?"
But Chu Ming Xuan still didn't know how to speak. Instead, he pulled Chu Miao Ling aside and whispered a few words into her ear.
After listening, Chu Miao Ling's mouth gaped open in a stunned "o" shape.
"How can this be? What should we do? How can we tell the Marquis Jing Yuan couple about this?" Chu Miao Ling whispered softly to Chu Ming Xuan.
"Sister, I'll call Marquis Jing Yuan out, and you tell the wife of Marquis Jing Yuan. As a man, I really can't bring myself to say something like this."
At this moment, Chu Ming Xuan's heart was filled with complex emotions. At the same time, he felt extremely sorry for Bai Yu Xuan. Such a good young girl, why would Heaven let such a thing happen to her?
"Alright. We cannot keep this from the Marquis Jing Yuan couple. Perhaps the Consort will have a way to cure Princess Qing Ling." Chu Miao Ling nodded helplessly.
Immediately, Chu Ming Xuan called Marquis Jing Yuan out, and Chu Miao Ling pulled the wife of Marquis Jing Yuan aside to speak.
"Madam, Chu Ming Xuan has discovered that Princess Qing Ling is a false virgin."