Chapter 542: Chapter 542

She cut open Xie Ruotong’s clothes with a pair of scissors.

Song Yanqing’s eyes flickered slightly.

Xie Ruotong’s clothing was fully cut open from the back, exposing her bare back before their eyes.

The sword wound on her blood-soaked back looked ferocious and terrifying.

Ye Qichi, however, remained composed while examining the wound.

Ye Qichi apparently had an estimation in mind.

The depth of the wound must have reached Xie Ruotong’s heart, and with the heart damaged, her life was naturally in peril.

According to the current medical skills in Daxuan Kingdom.

It was estimated that her death was certain.

Ye Qichi turned around, took out a jar of salve, and began to apply it to Xie Ruotong’s wound.

Currently, she had not been able to concoct an anesthetic, mainly because in Daxuan there was no technology available to make syringe needles; hence, even if she had concocted it, she could not inject it into the human body. She had no choice but to use topical anesthetic plasters instead, which naturally were several times less effective, but they could slightly alleviate the pain of the wound.

After finishing that.

Ye Qichi then disinfected Xie Ruotong’s wound with alcohol.

Song Yanqing just watched by the side.

Not knowing how Ye Qichi would treat Xie Ruotong.

Nor understanding why Ye Qichi let him alone stay.

He originally thought that he was needed to assist by her side.

But at this moment, he did not feel that the Princess had any need for him.

He just stood there, motionless in the room.

His gaze was tightly fixed on Xie Ruotong.

After Ye Qichi finished all the preparations, she finally spoke, "Song Yanqing."

"Princess," Song Yanqing responded politely.

"Come here, help me hold down Ruotong," Ye Qichi instructed.

Song Yanqing did not understand why.

He had just thought that Ye Qichi didn’t need him at all.

Perhaps he was just there to act as a witness.

In case Xie Ruotong died.

He could bear witness that it was unrelated to the Princess.

Hearing Ye Qichi’s command, Song Yanqing still went over and firmly restrained Xie Ruotong as Ye Qichi had instructed, rendering her incapable of moving.

Song Yanqing did not understand why, even though Xie Ruotong was unconscious, the Princess still had to do so.

Ye Qichi did not explain to Song Yanqing.

Seeing Xie Ruotong in such a state, she truly didn’t want to waste any more words with Song Yanqing.

As for why she asked for his help?!

Ye Qichi spoke again, "Do you know why I asked you to stay?"

And not someone else.

Ye Qichi took out her surgical tools.

"To testify for the Princess," Song Yanqing answered.

Ye Qichi laughed briefly.

Song Yanqing was indeed clever.

But he lacked a human touch.

Xie Ruotong really should not have wasted her feelings on Song Yanqing.

"I just want you to see how much pain Xie Ruotong is in, and how deeply you have hurt her," Ye Qichi enunciated each word.

A pang hit Song Yanqing in the heart.

He looked at Ye Qichi.

Ye Qichi, without a glance at Song Yanqing, concentrated fully and began the surgery on Xie Ruotong.

The scalpel once again opened up Xie Ruotong’s wound.

Because of the anesthetic, the skin didn’t feel pain, but the deeper the scalpel went, the pain gradually became apparent.

Xie Ruotong’s body moved slightly.

"Hold her steady!" Ye Qichi commanded.

Song Yanqing quickly exerted his greatest strength, pressing down hard on Xie Ruotong.

Watching Xie Ruotong’s pained expression, seeing her body quiver from the agony... Song Yanqing clenched his lips tightly. For original chapters go to novᴇlfire.net

Ye Qichi opened up the wound and began the heart repair surgery.

The process wasn’t long.

In the ancient medical environment, one dared not conduct too long a surgery, as the patient’s body could not withstand it and would die in the midst of surgery.

Fortunately, Ye Qichi’s techniques were always astonishingly fast.

So rapid that one couldn’t clearly see what she was actually doing.

Song Yanqing watched as Ye Qichi put down the scalpel and used a needle and thread to suture Xie Ruotong’s wound.

He had never seen such a method of treating someone.

Having been well-educated since childhood, well-versed in literature and profoundly knowledgeable, he had studied medical texts but never had he seen any record of such a life-saving method in any book.

At this moment, however, he inexplicably felt convinced.

As if this method truly could save a life.

After completing the surgery and treating Xie Ruotong’s wound, Ye Qichi took her pulse again.

Though still weak, it had basically stabilized.

She began packing her medical kit, "Do you have pen and ink?"

"I will prepare it immediately," Song Yanqing quickly said.

And then he went to Xie Ruotong’s room to find pen, ink, and Xuan paper.