Mo Qinghuan sat at the table and unwrapped the haphazardly bandaged wound. She found that the wound was still bleeding.
"If only I had some ethacridine lactate solution," she thought. Just then, a bottle of ethacridine lactate solution suddenly appeared on the table.
She shook her head and stared intently. The medicine was still there.
"What's going on!" She reached out to take the medicine and saw the ring emitting a faint blue glow.
Thinking of what she had just said, she tentatively said again, "I need a roll of gauze and a pair of straight - pointed round surgical scissors with a specification of 18 cm."
This time, she stared fixedly at the table. Just one second after she finished speaking, a roll of medical gauze and a pair of surgical scissors indeed appeared on the table.
She jumped up in surprise. "Great!"
She cleaned her wound first and then carefully examined the ring on her hand.
"Dear user, the Medical and Poisonous Space has been activated. Please read the instructions carefully and then click 'OK' to start using. I'm your assistant, Xiao Yi. When you want to use it, please say to me, 'Xiao Yi, activate the Medical and Poisonous Space.' When you don't need it, please say, 'Close.'"
A mechanical electronic voice rang in Mo Qinghuan's ear.
She read the instructions carefully and learned how to use it.
However, the instructions didn't mention where the Medical and Poisonous Space came from.
Just as she was about to try again, there was a knock on the door.
Mo Qinghuan quickly hid the things on the table in her sleeve and tightly grasped the scissors in her hand.
She looked warily at the door. "Who is it?"
Mu Yanming's cold voice came through the door.
"Why aren't you asleep yet at this late hour?"
She let out a sigh of relief and went to open the door.
"Your Highness, aren't you awake either?"
The distance between them was very close. Mo Qinghuan felt the imposing aura from Mu Yanming.
She couldn't help sneering in her heart.
"I helped you, but you sent people to monitor me. Humph!" Her gaze swept towards the ridge behind Mu Yanming.
"Your Highness, I'll take my leave as soon as dawn breaks!"
Mu Yanming frowned slightly. "Alright, it's just that if Zixiu's injury..."
Mo Qinghuan interrupted Mu Yanming again. "I'll come again."
She gave Mu Yanming a polite and distant smile and was about to close the door.
Mu Yanming reached out his hand to stop the door. "Here, this is for you."
Saying that, he stuffed a small dark - green bottle into Mo Qinghuan's hand and then turned away.
Mo Qinghuan returned to the room and opened the bottle to take a sniff.
"It's borneol."
Remembering that the instructions said the space had a scanning and detection function, she poured out a little on the table, pointed the ring at the borneol on the table, and said, "Xiao Yi, activate the Medical and Poisonous Space."
"I'm here. What are your instructions?"
"Activate the drug detection function."
The mechanical voice rang in her ear again. "The ingredient is 'borneol,' with a purity of 99.9%. It is applicable to the following symptoms: antibacterial and analgesic, regulating heart rhythm, refreshing the mind, and promoting tissue regeneration. Precautions: Those with qi and blood deficiency should use it with caution. If accidentally ingested, please go to the hospital immediately for treatment."
Mo Qinghuan rolled her eyes at the ring. "Close."
"Okay, thank you for using."
Mo Qinghuan went to bed and rested for a while.
...
The next day, just as the sky was beginning to brighten, Mo Qinghuan got up. She opened the door and saw that the person on the ridge was no longer there.
"Your Highness."
Mo Qinghuan looked over. A little maid in a pink ruffled skirt was trotting towards her.
"What's up?"
The little maid lowered her head. "His Highness invites you to have breakfast with him in the front hall."
Mo Qinghuan looked up at the sky. "It's still quite early!"
She followed the little maid through the moon gate and came to the front yard.
Mu Yanming was still the same as always, dressed in black, exuding an aura that kept others at a distance.
She walked over. "Your Highness, there's no need for breakfast. I'll go and see Young Master Zixiu. If there's no problem, I'll take my leave."
When she arrived at the yard where Zixiu was, Zixiu was already awake.
"Young Master Zixiu."
Zixiu struggled to sit up, but she stopped him.
"I'll take a look at your injury." She grabbed his wrist. While taking his pulse, she silently recited in her heart, "Xiao Yi, activate."
Then the mechanical voice sounded in her mind. "I'm here."
"Perform a full - scale scan on the patient."
"Scanning starts."
"Scanning ends."
"The patient has multiple external injuries, with the most serious one at the chest. Stitches are needed."
Mo Qinghuan frowned. "Can it be treated without stitches?"
"Yes, but the recovery time will be longer, and scars are likely to remain."
Seeing her frowning from time to time, Zixiu asked, "Miss, is my injury very serious?"
She came back to her senses, looked up, and shook her head. "Oh, it's not serious. Just rest well."
"I haven't asked for your name yet, miss." Zixiu's voice was very gentle and clear, as if it had the power to purify people's hearts.
"My name is Mo Qinghuan." She tidied his sleeve and took a step back from the bedside.
Zixiu smiled and looked at her. "My name is Lu Ming, and my courtesy name is Zixiu."
"Farewell, Young Master Lu." She turned around and left.
Lu Zixiu watched her back, with a deep smile on his face.
...
Back at the General's Mansion.
Dan'er rushed to greet her.
"Miss, why didn't you come back all night? I was so worried about you."
She smiled and patted Dan'er on the shoulder.
"I'm fine. Don't worry. I'm just a bit tired. I'll go in and sleep for a while."
Before she could reach the house, the sarcastic voice of Mo Yao came from behind.
"Oh, has the Princess Sanyue been out all night?"
She folded her arms across her chest and provocatively looked at Mo Qinghuan.
"You still dare to show up. After what happened, I thought you'd at least lock yourself in the room to reflect for a month. I didn't expect you to come out and bite so soon!"
Mo Yao stared at her fiercely, with what seemed like leaping flames in her eyes.
"You're not any better. You were out all night last night. I don't know what dirty things you've done!"
Mo Qinghuan laughed and walked up to Mo Yao.
"What are you laughing at!"
She demanded.
Mo Qinghuan slapped Mo Yao across the face before Mo Yao could react.
"Oops, bad. My hand must have developed a sequela from dealing with you people. Why is it so out of control?"
"Mo Qinghuan!" Mo Yao was so angry that she raised her hand to hit back, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in her palm.
Mo Qinghuan exclaimed, "Oh, your palm. Why is it black?"
Saying that, she took several steps back.
Mo Yao tightly grasped her right wrist, but the pain in her palm still spread like a snake into her arm. She was in so much pain that she wished she could cut off her arm.
"What did you do to me!" Her face was distorted with pain. "Ah! It hurts so much, so much!"
Mo Qinghuan glanced at Mo Yao indifferently. "Dan'er, see her out."
Dan'er had been so frightened that she stood there stunned. Although she was timid, she wasn't stupid. She knew that all this was done by the seemingly kind - faced miss.
However, she thought that as long as she was loyal to the miss, the miss would never treat her like this.
When Dan'er was seeing Mo Yao out, Shuang'er came back.
She whispered in Dan'er's ear, "I heard that the madam's illness came on strangely and fiercely. In just a few days, she can't even get out of bed."
Dan'er looked at the closed door, and a look of disbelief flashed across her face.