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It took a long time for Xia Yuhan to acknowledge him. This made Cang Yile feel quite frustrated.
"Your Highness may not know this, but this is Yu Han's secret weapon for saving lives. To be honest, when Yu Han was treating that patient, it was purely a case of a blind cat stumbling upon a dead rat. The only symptoms of the patient were exactly the same as Madam's condition when Yu Han was first learning medicine."
After Xia Yuhan finished speaking, she couldn't help but give Cang Yile a deep look. That gaze seemed to say: Do you want to be the dead rat this time? You decide.
Cang Yile struggled to swallow hard. Looking at Xia Yuhan's mischievous smile, he suddenly felt like his face was cramping: "This King won't die at your hands today, will I?"
"That's also a possibility. Your Highness can choose to find someone else to treat you. After all, Yu Han's medical skills are quite superficial."
"Xia Yuhan, you really have some nerve. Daring to play tricks on This King. If you can't treat This King, why not go directly to the capital to find a doctor?"
She truly was a woman who wouldn't take any losses. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have been so harsh on her.
"To be honest, Your Highness's wound is too severely infected. The ordinary doctors in the capital won't be able to treat it in a short time. Even if we invite the Imperial Physician, there’s no guarantee they can help."
Seeing Xia Yuhan seriously preparing some strange items while speaking earnestly, Cang Yile realized she wasn't joking and had to relent: "Your Highness's injury is very close to the chest and quite serious. At most, they would just bandage it and give you some medicine. Whether you can survive tonight depends on your fortune."
"My injury is really that serious?"
"If Your Highness hadn't let the wound get wet, perhaps those doctors and even the Imperial Physician could have saved you."
"Am I really going to die today?" Once again, Cang Yile asked Xia Yuhan seriously instead of jokingly.
This put Xia Yuhan in a difficult position. There were no anesthetics in the Treasure Chest. If she were to save Cang Yile, he would see the entire process. In that case, all her secrets would be exposed.
If she left him alone, he definitely wouldn't survive the night.
To save or not to save.
"Your Highness, if Yu Han saves you, you won't die. However, Your Highness must swear that no matter what you see or hear tonight, you won't tell anyone else. Yu Han will do her utmost to treat you."
Cang Yile felt a chill at her words. When she was in danger, he had risked everything without hesitation for her.
And what about her, Xia Yuhan? When he was on the verge of death, she still negotiated terms with him. It was clear that she was leaving him to die.
"Alright. This King will do as you wish." He had no strength left in his body and could only rely on the woman before him.
Moreover, any previous fondness he had for Xia Yuhan vanished in an instant due to her recent words.
Could it be that he, Cang Yile, had truly misjudged Xia Yuhan?
Xia Yuhan felt Cang Yile's warm gaze gradually turn cold. She didn't want to think too much about it, believing that eventually he would understand her struggles.
But for some reason, when she decided to hide her innermost thoughts, she suddenly felt a deep pain in her heart.
At that moment, Xia Yuhan realized how much she cared about Cang Yile's gaze upon her. Although Cang Yile was usually very cruel.
Thinking of this, Xia Yuhan let out a heavy sigh: "Well then. We are both lost souls. I, Xia Yuhan, will now tell you the reason I want the prince to keep my secret."
"However, you must survive tonight first..."
After saying these words, Xia Yuhan no longer hesitated and ignored the way Cang Yile looked at her.
During this time, Xia Yuhan also pondered whether she could entrust all her secrets to Cang Yile. Even her Treasure Chest.
If there was one more person to protect her, would it mean more safety or more danger?
She didn't know and couldn't make an accurate judgment on this matter.
Cang Yile watched as Xia Yuhan used a sharp tool he had never seen before; it was actually scissors. She carefully cut open his clothing along the wound.
Without any hesitation, she tore away the excess fabric from his upper body.
At that moment, Cang Yile's heart, which had gradually cooled down, seemed to start warming up again. His heartbeat became orderly yet tense.
It turned out he had misunderstood her before. She needed to treat his wound and skin contact was necessary. And Xia Yuhan was a woman who had suffered from rumors; now she had to muster great determination to save him.
He thought that Xia Yuhan wanted him to keep something a secret.
Damn it. He misunderstood her.
When Xia Yuhan pulled off his upper garment and saw his perfect eight-pack abs, she almost lost her composure. Fortunately, she quickly averted her gaze, avoiding embarrassment.
"Prince, it will hurt a bit next. You have to endure it. You must hold on," Xia Yuhan said, somewhat worried about the lack of anesthesia. Just thinking about disinfecting him and stitching up the wound was a bloody affair.
"Yu Han, don't worry. This King will definitely not let anything seen tonight get out."
Xia Yuhan was momentarily taken aback. Hadn't she already shown him those strange medical tools and that dark Treasure Chest? And her secrets?
"No, Prince, you haven't seen anything. You didn't hear anything either."
Crack.
Cang Yile gritted his teeth in frustration: "We are in the same room like this, and you still haven't seen anything?"
After Cang Yile's remark, Xia Yuhan swallowed hard and glanced at Cang Yile's muscular body a few times. If it weren't for the urgency of saving someone, she might have looked a bit longer. But there was no helping it; his physique was just too impressive.
Once everything was ready, Xia Yuhan suppressed her emotions and began to administer an IV to Cang Yile. Fortunately, she had served as a military surgeon when she joined the army; otherwise, she wouldn't know how to treat these external injuries or even how to give an injection.
Clearly, Cang Yile was captivated by the transparent IV tube. However, his focus was somewhat scattered at the moment, making it difficult for him to concentrate, so he didn't ask any further questions.
"Um, Prince, please bear with the pain."
With that, Xia Yuhan used alcohol to disinfect the area. The strong alcohol was very irritating; when it touched Cang Yile's wound, it was extremely painful and intense—almost heart-wrenching. Yet Cang Yile didn't even furrow his brow.
Xia Yuhan's brow was tightly knitted: she hadn't realized that beneath his usual carefree demeanor, he was actually quite tough.
At that moment, Xia Yuhan was absolutely certain that Cang Yile was not an ordinary person. Compared to Canglong Hui, they were simply worlds apart.
It seemed that this time Cang Yile's return would stir up some major waves. If Xia Yuhan could seize the opportunity to leverage Cang Yile's strength, wouldn't she have a great chance to defeat Canglong Hui?
If it were in the past, she, Xia Yuhan, would definitely have done it this way. But now she found herself having some strange thoughts about Cang Yile, along with strange feelings.
There was no time for her to think too much. Xia Yuhan prepared the medical needle and thread. After sterilizing them over the alcohol lamp, she raised the needle and glanced at Cang Yile's dry lips.
"Your Highness, I need to stitch up your wound now. I'll do it stitch by stitch, along with some medication to promote healing. Should I tie you up to prevent any mishaps?"
Cang Yile gritted his teeth and replied, "No need, Yu Han. My life depends on you today."
"Then should I knock you out before the procedure?"
"Woman, stop talking nonsense. Just get on with it."
Sweat beads formed on Xia Yuhan's forehead as her hands trembled slightly. It wasn't that she was worried about whether Cang Yile was afraid of pain; rather, she felt a lot of pressure herself. It had been a long time since she held a scalpel and treated a patient.
Seeing the situation before her, Xia Yuhan steeled her heart and got started.
At first, she was able to remain calm. However, as time went on, Xia Yuhan became increasingly anxious.
"Your Highness, are you not in pain?"
"Cang Yile, are you really not in pain? Have you fainted?"
"If it hurts, just shout out. At worst, you'll embarrass yourself in front of me, Xia Yuhan..."
"Shut up."
"Oh, it's good that you haven't fainted. I thought you had passed out while still holding on here."
"You..." Cang Yile was practically furious.
No matter how she spoke to him, Cang Yile remained indifferent. At most, he would furrow his brows in pain. Aside from shouting at her, he didn't make a sound otherwise.
After Cang Yile had his wounds treated, Xia Yuhan brought over some gauze and gently helped him sit up. She carefully wrapped the gauze around Cang Yile layer by layer.
With each wrap, her body was very close to Cang Yile...
Perhaps because she was too focused on bandaging, Xia Yuhan didn’t notice her hair slipping down. Occasionally, it brushed against Cang Yile's handsome face, and he caught a faint fragrance from her hair.
This scent was delightful. The feeling of her hair brushing against his face was reminiscent of being cradled in his mother's arms as a child. It felt very warm. This fragrance eased Cang Yile's physical pain.
“Woman, do you think this way of treating me can really heal This King? Don’t you think it’s a bit cruel?”
Xia Yuhan was serious as she bandaged him: “If there were anesthetics that could make someone lose consciousness, this method of treatment would be reasonable. It not only speeds up the healing of the wounds but also avoids the danger of injuring vital points during movement.”
“I’m so sleepy. Xia Yuhan, if I fall asleep, will I be able to wake up again?”
“Of course you can. It’s just that you have a high fever and are burning up. If this fever doesn’t subside tonight, I don’t know what kind of consequences it will leave behind.”
“This King is not afraid.” He seemed indifferent but suddenly struggled to turn over, pinning Xia Yuhan beneath him. He opened his mouth and said, “Woman, This King likes you.”
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