Chapter 213: Chapter 213

Doctor Liu was initially stunned, then couldn’t help but laugh.

Pei Shu’er is really interesting, even at the brink of death, she is still thinking of delaying time.

The person has already died from the poison, even if she had really developed the antidote, what difference would it make?

The Fifteenth Prince said lazily, "Alright, take Pei Shu’er away."

Pei Shu’er said coldly, "Give me another stick of incense time."

Doctor Liu couldn’t wait for Pei Shu’er to die immediately.

"Someone, seize her. She’s had enough chances."

But the Fifteenth Prince, with keen interest, looked at her, wanting to see how Pei Shu’er would struggle.

"Sure, a stick of incense time is not a problem, but you need to exchange it with your relatives. If they are unwilling, you won’t have this chance."

After saying that, he gave Pei Shu’er a gentlemanly smile, but the malice in his eyes was unmistakable.

He enjoyed watching these people struggle.

Pei Shu’er was thinking, if only she hadn’t saved this person earlier, who proved to be reckless and troublesome.

But if she hadn’t saved him, she wouldn’t have been released from the military camp.

Pei Shu’er didn’t speak, but Liu Xu and Tang Qingning already knelt down, along with Tang Shuo and Tang Qinghuan.

Since Pei Shu’er needed relatives to exchange for time, they naturally wouldn’t refuse.

If they didn’t stand out at this moment, then what awaited Pei Shu’er was death.

Pei Shu’er looked at the few of them, and it was false to say she was not moved.

So it turns out that after being here for so long and being so kind to them, they had always kept it in their hearts.

Her goodwill had not been in vain.

The Fifteenth Prince sneered sarcastically.

"Four people, delaying my stick of incense time, may not be enough, you know."

The Desert Mountain people all knelt down, prostrating themselves before General Zhao and the Fifteenth Prince, and shouted in unison.

"The Desert Mountain people are willing to live and die with Pei Shu’er."

There were more than 90 Desert Mountain people, and everyone’s voice was in unison.

Their expressions showed a determination to face death without fear, and when they looked at Pei Shu’er, their eyes were full of trust.

The Young Madam had already said she had developed the antidote and said that as long as she was given a stick of incense time, she could detoxify these people.

Thus, they believed in the Young Madam.

Because the Young Madam had never disappointed them.

This was a kind, strong, confident, and capable woman.

She had never boasted, and everything she promised, she delivered.

She had also let the people of Desert Mountain live such good lives.

They knew in their hearts that Pei Shu’er’s ambition for the position of overseer was not truly for power but to build the best city walls and to protect the Desert Mountain people from being bullied.

She was just protecting the Desert Mountain people.

So now it was their turn to protect her.

Looking at the trustful faces behind her, Pei Shu’er felt her eyes turn red.

She held back her tears, bowing to the Desert Mountain people.

"Rest assured, everyone, I, Pei Shu’er, will never let you down!"

"Young Madam, we believe in you," the Desert Mountain people called in unison.

Pei Shu’er’s heart was sour, some people had already died from the poison.

These people all saw it, but they still believed in her.

The Fifteenth Prince was stunned, couldn’t help but look at Pei Shu’er with more interest in his eyes.

"Alright, then you go and give it a try. Be careful, though; if you fail, your people will all die."

"At that time, who knows how many times the city wall will need to be washed to clean off the blood."

This gentle and frail voice spoke such venomous words, and everyone’s hair stood on end.

She nodded: "Thank you for your concern, Fifteenth Prince."

Pei Shu’er walked towards the person who had died from the poison and administered the antidote to the person.

But the person was dead and couldn’t swallow anymore.

Pei Shu’er’s eyes turned cold, and she took out a syringe from her space and injected it into the esophagus.

Then she hid the syringe in her sleeve and stored it in the space.

Now that the medicine was administered, the next challenge was to revive the person.

Pei Shu’er’s hands kept moving, holding several silver needles between her fingers, she struck them into the person’s body.

She couldn’t use a cardiac pacemaker, but she could use her family’s legacy to treat this person.

There was a certain probability of revival.

Combined with her medical skills, she believed she could revive this person.

She had to revive this person.

Pei Shu’er pressed on the person’s heart and inserted the silver needles into the acupoint above the heart.

Doctor Liu looked at Pei Shu’er’s messy needle technique and couldn’t help but sneer, leaning over to whisper in the Fifteenth Prince’s ear.

"Don’t worry, Fifteenth Prince, she’s merely engaging in futile efforts. This needle technique obviously belongs to an amateur."

As soon as these words came out, the Fifteenth Prince nodded.

At his side was the most skilled doctor he had ever met, one who had pulled him back from King Yan’s grasp despite severe injuries.

But compared to Doctor Liu, Pei Shu’er was no match.

If even Doctor Liu said so, then Pei Shu’er was most likely going to fail.

Pei Shu’er lightly flicked the silver needle, but there was no response.

Pei Shu’er flicked again, and still, there was no response.

She gritted her teeth, her eyes now filled with resolve.

She pulled out the syringe again, this time not with an antidote but with a tube of Spiritual Spring Water.

She injected the Spiritual Spring Water into the person’s large artery near the heart.

On any other day, she would never dare to do such a thing; no doctor would.

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However, the existence of Spiritual Spring Water itself defied sense, containing immense vitality.

She was prepared that if she failed, she would anesthetize the Desert Mountain people, use a smoke bomb to confuse the others, and take these people into the space to escape.

Because it was highly likely this person wouldn’t survive.

She was merely treating a dead horse as if it were alive.

Afterward, she continued to administer needles to the person.

When she flicked the silver needle again, the prisoner woke up in pain clutching his heart.

Upon waking, he coughed up a mouthful of black blood and rolled on the ground in agony.

"My heart hurts so much."

Pei Shu’er awkwardly thought, anyone with several milliliters of water injected into their large artery would feel pain.

But she knew that Spiritual Spring Water was good, and this time, it was a fortunate opportunity that had such an effect.

If this person’s heart was completely rotten or the heart had stopped for too long, and without her ancestral Pei’s Eighteen Needles, it would have been doomed.

Moreover, Pei Shu’er found that this person’s physique was extraordinarily resilient, with a fast metabolism.

That’s why he could withstand it, but ordinary people probably couldn’t.

So injecting Spiritual Spring Water into the heart is a reckless move that shouldn’t be used lightly.

She couldn’t rely too heavily on the healing effects of Spiritual Spring Water.

Seeing the person wake up, others widened their eyes.

General Zhao’s face showed some astonishment.

The Fifteenth Prince was even more stunned.

Could it be that at the Gulan Border, there was a Divine Doctor even more skilled than Doctor Liu?