All the way back to the General's Mansion, Mo Qinghuan seemed preoccupied.
Shuang'er pulled Dan'er and asked, "Sister, what happened today? Why does the young lady seem so preoccupied?"
Dan'er sighed. "Nothing happened. It's just that the medicine the young lady was looking for wasn't found, so she's a bit unhappy."
"Tsk." Shuang'er clicked her tongue, turned around, and continued with her work. "Fine, don't tell me then!"
Dan'er ignored her and continued cooking.
Mo Qinghuan was reading a book by the window. Hearing their conversation, she shook her head with a smile.
The content in the book she was reading was about the golden needle technique.
She suddenly thought that she should also have a set of golden needles made, but she was worried that others might deceive her.
After much thought, she decided to ask Mu Yanming for help.
After lunch, she was just about to take a nap and then go to the Regent's Mansion.
Unexpectedly, Mu Yanming had already sent someone to invite her.
"Greetings, Princess." Bai Ke looked anxious, completely different from his usual mournful look when seeing Mo Qinghuan.
Seeing that his complexion was not the same as usual, Mo Qinghuan asked as she walked.
"Has something happened to Zixiu?"
Bai Ke nodded. "The imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital treated Young Master Zixiu's external injuries, but they found a mark on his chest where a hidden weapon had penetrated. Everyone is at a loss as to how to remove it, so..."
Before he could finish speaking, Mo Qinghuan had already jumped into the carriage. "Let's go. We'll talk when we get there."
...
When they arrived at the Regent's Mansion.
When she entered, she saw a group of imperial physicians kneeling on the ground.
Mu Yanming was sitting coldly at the table. When he saw her, his expression softened slightly.
"Take a look at him."
Mo Qinghuan nodded and stepped forward to examine Zixiu's injuries.
When she examined the wound on his chest, Mu Yanming frowned imperceptibly and then averted his eyes.
She gently pressed around the wound. "I can't feel any hard object. It should be an extremely thin silver needle or a golden needle."
Mu Yanming looked at her. "Do you have a way to remove it?"
"I do, but..."
She paused and looked at the kneeling imperial physicians. If she just said it out like this, she would definitely face resistance.
Mu Yanming noticed her look and waved his hand. "All of you, leave."
The group of imperial physicians wiped the sweat off their brows and quickly retreated.
"Tell me, what's the method?"
"Before I tell you my method, can I ask the prince a question?"
"Ask."
Mu Yanming poured a cup of tea and took a sip.
Mo Qinghuan glanced at Zixiu lying on the bed. His face was as pale as paper without a trace of color.
"The hidden weapon is too close to the heart. If something goes wrong during the removal process..."
"Just do your best."
Mu Yanming put down the teacup in his hand, walked to the bedside, and stared intently.
"If it can't be removed and he dies because of it, it can only be said that this is his fate!"
Mo Qinghuan nodded. "Okay. Since the prince has promised, then please help me prepare a set of golden needles and a sharp knife."
Mu Yanming immediately gave the order. Within half an hour, Bai Ke brought the golden needles and the knife.
Mo Qinghuan frowned at the knife with a blade thicker than a kitchen knife and sighed helplessly.
"This knife won't do!"
Mu Yanming drew a dagger from his waist and handed it to Mo Qinghuan.
"What about this one?"
Mo Qinghuan took it, drew out the dagger, and a delighted smile appeared on her face.
This dagger emitted a cold and menacing light. It looked very sharp, and the blade was thin. In the current situation, it was definitely the most suitable.
Mo Qinghuan looked at Mu Yanming. "Prince, I'll cut open the wound for him, but I'll need the prince's help to remove the hidden weapon."
"What does the prince need to do?"
"The hidden weapon was shot into the body. So, after I cut open the wound, if I can't remove the hidden weapon, please use your internal energy to shoot the hidden weapon out!"
Bai Ke was confused. "Then why can't we just shoot it out directly?"
"The hidden weapon is only a fraction of an inch away from the heart. It's not impossible to shoot it out directly with internal energy, but it's almost impossible for the other end of the needle to pierce through the skin and come out. Even if it's possible, it's very easy to cause it to tilt. In that case, the sharp end might cut through other internal organs, and the patient's life safety can't be guaranteed."
When everything was ready, Mo Qinghuan was in a dilemma.
How to disinfect the dagger became a big problem!
It was okay to disinfect the golden needles by roasting them over fire, but if the dagger was roasted over fire and then used to cut open the flesh, wouldn't it burn the skin tissue!
Helplessly, she had to call the head of the Imperial Hospital. "I'd like to ask what you use here to disinfect utensils and anesthetize people?"
The head of the Imperial Hospital was surnamed Yuan. When he saw Mo Qinghuan asking him a question, he looked very arrogant.
Mu Yanming coughed lightly. He quickly took out the herbal juice and Mafeisan from his medicine chest and handed them to Mo Qinghuan.
She asked someone to give Zixiu some Mafeisan and personally disinfected the dagger.
During this time, Mu Yanming's eyes always followed the busy Mo Qinghuan.
After about ten-odd minutes, "Bai Ke, come and help me hold him down."
Bai Ke and Head Yuan held Zixiu down together. She gently pressed her fingers to detect the position of the hidden weapon and then steadily inserted the dagger into the skin as if she were killing someone.
She did this because she was worried that the wound would be too big to be sutured, so she chose this method.
Zixiu frowned tightly, and his whole body was sweating from the pain.
He opened his eyes slightly and saw Mo Qinghuan lowering her head and carefully observing the wound on his chest. She deepened the cut a bit more, but still couldn't see the hidden weapon, which showed how deep the hidden weapon had been shot and how strong the internal energy of the person who used the hidden weapon was.
Mu Yanming walked over. "Help him sit up."
Mo Qinghuan pointed to a position on Zixiu's back. "Here." Mu Yanming gathered his internal energy in his palm and struck at the position Mo Qinghuan was pointing at.
Zixiu was shaken by this palm and vomited a large mouthful of blood. The silver needle was also shot out, penetrated the bed curtain, and got stuck in the wall.
One could see the power of Mu Yanming's palm.
"Okay, quickly lay him flat." She took out the golden needles and inserted them into the Kongzui acupoint to prevent internal bleeding.
After everything was done, she let out a long sigh of relief.
"Are you okay?" Mu Yanming handed her a cup of water.
She shook her head, took it, and drank it. She turned sideways and looked at the sky. It was almost dark.
Mu Yanming thought she was in a hurry to go back, so he ordered Bai Ke, "Bai Ke, send her back."
Unexpectedly, she shook her head. "I can't leave yet. Someone needs to observe his condition tonight."
"Aren't you worried that your reputation will be damaged if you spend the night in the prince's mansion?"
Mo Qinghuan smiled calmly. "I don't care what others say. Moreover, I believe the prince will arrange things properly so that no rumors will spread."
She went back to the bedside, picked up a handkerchief, and wiped the sweat off Zixiu's forehead.
As the night grew darker and the sky completely turned black, the lamps were lit in the room.
She looked at Mu Yanming. He was standing at the door, looking into the distance. She walked over. "Go and rest. I'll watch over here!"
Mu Yanming turned around and looked into the inner room.
"Bai Ke, you stay here and guard."
Then he left. A maid brought some food for Mo Qinghuan. She ate a little simply and then moved a stool and sat beside the bed watching. Just as she was about to doze off, a maid came in with some medicine.
Mo Qinghuan reached out to take it, but because this body was originally weak and she had been tired all afternoon, her hand trembled, and the bowl accidentally fell to the ground.
She quickly got up to apologize, but saw that a layer of yellow foam appeared on the medicine juice on the ground.
She exclaimed in surprise, "The medicine is poisoned."