Equipped with medical skills that the Qing Yun Clan could only dream of acquiring, and having mighty experts of unfathomable strength beside her, Bai Yun Xian would not dare to go against Jun Wu Xie ever again even if she had a hundred lives. She only wished to live, and did not dare harbour any hatred.
Qin Yu Yan could not speak as the pain overcame her, and only managed to stare with hate filled eyes at Bai Yun Xian, wishing she could swallow her up whole!
“S….. lut…..” Trying with all her might, she managed to spit out a single syllable to curse, but at the cost of vomiting out blood that splattered on the floor.
“Senior, I would advise you to conserve your strength, as Jun Wu Xie will not allow you to die so easily. I saw the poison she poured into your mouth, it was all made by your own hands wasn’t it? You should know their effects better than anyone. As long as no one moves you, you will not die from it even after days of its agonizing torment. Jun Wu Xie might be young, but her schemes and brains were the best I have ever seen. Did you not wonder why the Qi Kingdom suddenly had a change of their rulership? It was achieved through the scheme of Jun Wu Xie, who had single handedly plotted it. The former ruler of the Qi Kingdom, is currently still locked in the Imperial Dungeon suffering a fate worse than death. And you had confronted her assuming she was just another ordinary teen. How naive.” Bai Yun Xian could not help but mock the helpless Qin Yu Yan thrashing upon the ground.
For all those times she had been toyed and suppressed in the Qing Yun Clan by Qin Yu Yan in the past, Bai Yun Xian finally got the chance to give vent here in Qi.
Although twisted, her feeble mocking as her form of vengeance upon Qin Yu Yan, brought Bai Yun Xian a sense of satisfaction.
Qin Yu Yan wanted nothing more than to kill the traitorous Bai Yun Xian, but after hearing Bai Yun Xian’s words, fear crept into her heart.
The poison that she had concocted herself, would indeed not kill her within the next few days, but the unbearable torment that came with it was truly a fate worse than death.
The last thing she would have expected, was that her own poison that she had meticulously crafted to inflict the most torturous agony, would one day be used upon herself.
Bai Yun Xian was right, and she knew it better than anyone else.
Jun Wu Xie had not killed her then, but it was not mercy that stayed her hand, but her vicious intention to inflict the most agonizing pain, and to prolong the torment through days before she can fall into the sweet embrace of death.
By now, death, to Qin Yu Yan, was an indulgence!
“Yun….. Xian….. k….. kill….. me…..” Tears fell from her eyes as blood spurted out from her mouth.
Bai Yun Xian looked at her with disdain, and patted Qin Yu Yan on her sleeve: “Senior, you should revel in your own work. Have you not realised? This is Jun Wu Xie’s way of payback on Mo Qian Yuan’s behalf.” She sighed at the foolishness of Qin Yu Yan…..
Volume 3
Chapter 242: “Revival (1)”
The black beast carried Mo Qian Yuan upon its back and followed Jun Wu Xie to Mo Qian Yuan’s living chambers in the Imperial Palace. The guards and palace maids saw Jun Wu Xie approach and they all backed off in retreat to allow her passage. They could only crane their neck and observe silently after the queer entourage passed them and entered the chambers.
Mo Qian Yuan’s injuries were severe, it wasn’t just the poison within, but also the various wounds, big and small, that threatened to end his life. It was a rather sticky situation, even for her prodigious skills.
Jun Wu Xie got Drunk Lotus to transfer Mo Qian Yuan to the bed and immediately removed several bottles of elixirs and medicine from her body. Next, she held her silver needles and applied acupuncture quickly and skillfully on various major acupressure points on Mo Qian Yuan at once.
Dark red blood that was almost black flowed out from Mo Qian Yuan and dripped off the silver needles. Without hesitation, Jun Wu Xie then pushed three elixirs in Mo Qian Yuan’s mouth and helped him to ingest them before she started to tend to the numerous external wounds.
Jun Wu Yao stood smilingly, with his arms crossed before his chest, as he observed Jun Wu Xie’s quick hands and mind while she laboured endlessly to save a life.
“Meow.”
[Mistress, the dumb Emperor is really gravely injured.]
The black beast who had carried Mo Qian Yuan all the way to the living chambers licked at its paws. It had felt that Mo Qian Yuan’s breathes were very shallow and weak, and he looked very much on the verge of death.
His bones had been broken in many places, and many of his arteries and veins were blocked. Most of his organs were starting to fail and his untreated wounds were beginning to fester and inflame. All these had brought about a high fever and signs of dehydration were starting to surface. On top of all this, was the lethal poison attacking Mo Qian Yuan from the inside. He would not last much longer if he was not treated immediately.
“Meowww?”
[You’re still going to save him? Even if it’s you, I think it will still require a great amount of effort. Why don’t we just push another Emperor to ascend to the throne?]
Jun Wu Xie frowned and ignored the black beast ramblings.
But the black beasts words had made her eyes turn more chilly.
If not for the Qing Yun Clan’s completely merciless and vicious methods, she wouldn’t have such a big headache now.
The former Emperor had stifled and schemed against Mo Qian Yuan from a young age, and he was given Jade Nectar tinged with Wheat Night Flower over a long period which had severely weakened Mo Qian Yuan’s body foundation. If not for Jun Wu Xie prior selfless generosity with her countless divine elixirs, and even feeding him the Snow Lotus’s seeds that built up his strength, Mo Qian Yuan would not have lasted till she got there this time. But, even if a healthy grown man had undergone the same torment under the hands of the Qing Yun Clan, he would not be far from death either.
“This guy here, seems to attract calamities and disaster.” Drunk Lotus leaned against the bed and looked at the sorry looking Mo Qian Yuan, thinking that his life had been one sad story. Even a person as savage as Drunk Lotus, could not help but feel a tinge of pity for him.
His biological father had killed Mo Qian Yuan’s mother and massacred the maternal side of his family, and the accursed father had then colluded with Mo Qian Yuan’s step brother to poison him. He suffered untold hardships before he fortunately mert Jun Wu Xie. His bad fortune had barely just turned when he ascended to the throne, and the insidious Qing Yun Clan came….. Could he be cursed?
“Zip it.” Jun Wu Xie chided. Mo Qian Yuan’s injuries were very severe and she had a lot on her hands. She did not need a flower’s or a beast’s incessant chattering around.
If time had permitted her to, she would have jabbed them on their mute acupressure point.
The black beast and Drunk Lotus quietened down and watched Jun Wu Xie work. It seemed that Jun Wu Xie was determined to save Mo Qian Yuan.
Jun Wu Xie did not stop tending to Mo Qian Yuan, as though the gods had imbued their strength in her, her pair of snowy white hands moved with speed and skill, and the silver needles flew and weaved in the air.
First, purge the poison within, and use blood replenishing elixirs for his loss of blood, coupled with warm water to hydrate the body, and stabilise his vitalities. Thereafter, repair and mend the veins, arteries and broken bones. Leave the external wounds alone for now and push that task to the last…..
The whole procedure and process of the treatment, formed up in her mind, in seconds…..
Volume 3
Chapter 243: “Revival (2)”
The revival proceeded systematically and thoroughly, just as Jun Wu Xie had done in her previous life in her countless battles with Death himself. At that moment, Jun Wu Xie’s mind, could afford nothing else but calm.
Purging the poison gradually through the letting out of blood, Jun Wu Xie watched intently with her cold eyes and timed
it meticulously to feed Mo Qian Yuan with a blood replenishing elixir, mixed with a little warm water to aid absorption. With Mo Qian Yuan’s severely weakened condition, Jun Wu Xie was careful not to overcompensate with the replenishment of blood, to avoid the slowed down functions of the body in its current weakened state being unable to tolerate any overindulgent replenishment, which will instead result in spreading the poison deeper with the increased blood flow.
The poison tinged blood within Mo Qian Yuan was slowly purged as it dripped from the needles. The bed sheets under him had turned a dark shade of red, and a pungent smell permeated the air.
When the blood that dripped from the silver needles was noticed to have turned a brighter shade of red, Jun Wu Xie began to feed larger quantities of the blood replenishing elixirs, but maintained Mo Qian Yuan’s intake of water, and was to be fed to him intermittently.
Mo Qian Yuan had been motionless on the bed, and his bones which were broken in numerous places did not allow him to be moved much. After Jun Wu Xie stabilised the condition and restored the functions of his various organs, she started immediately on the severed tendons of Mo Qian Yuan’s limbs. The cuts had reached to the bone and was visible through the ghastly open wound. Jun Wu Xie slipped a silver needle into her hands and threaded a line finer than hair through it. The line was so fine that it appeared translucent, and Jun Wu Xie’s hands worked her magic as they weaved through the air, sewing the tendons back together.
That was the first time Drunk Lotus had seen someone who was capable of sewing together severed tendons. His eyes widened, as he watched in amazement, at the unfathomable medical skills his own Mistress possessed.
Jun Wu Xie’s hands moved quickly and steadily and the tendons were speedily sewn together. She changed to a different needle next and worked on the flesh wounds.
Seeing Jun Wu Xie work, Mo Qian Yuan, a real live human, seemed to have been turned into a rag doll. Sew and patch, a simple procedure, but it gradually brought life back to Mo Qian Yuan who had been teetering at Death’s door.
First the organs, next the arteries and veins, then the broken bones.
After Jun Wu Xie had sewn up all the wounds on Mo Qian Yuan, she heaped a quick healing salve generously over them to soothe and close the wounds. The frightful red bloody wounds visibly reduced in swelling and soreness quickly as Jun Wu Xie proceeded to aggressively secure splints all over Mo Qian Yuan’s body, to allow the bones which had all been properly aligned to heal and mend properly.
It had taken her half a day, and Jun Wu Xie had fought tooth and nail against the persistent Death that had hovered over Mo Qian Yuan every second. The sun peeked from behind the western peaks before Jun Wu Xie finally stepped away from the bed.
And looking at Mo Qian Yuan, although he was still rather pale, but his breathing had grown stronger. But he was practically bandaged from head to toe and the tightly bound splints were secured all over his body which still made for a pitiful sight.
“Call in the guards at the door.” Jun Wu Xie’s said with a rather pale face herself as she threw herself carelessly into a chair at the side. Her bottom had just touched the seat when a teacup overflowing with an aromatic fragrance appeared before her eyes.
She raised her head slightly, and looked into the bemused eyes of Jun Wu Yao. She stiffly accepted the proffered tea from Jun Wu Yao and lowered her head to take a sip, to moisten her dry parched throat.
Jun Wu Xie felt she had not taken that long to revive Mo Qian Yuan. In her previous life, she had ever stood three whole days at the operating table without any shuteye over consecutive surgeries, and she had needed to be carried out of the operating theatre.
When she embarks on treatment, her body forgets lethargy. As long as she stood before the target she decides to save, she transforms into an eerily calm and composed, unfeeling healing machine.
Volume 3
Chapter 244: “Revival (3)”
Drunk Lotus immediately fetched the two palace guards that stood outside the doors into the chambers. The moment they stepped inside, they were shocked as the heavy pungent smell of blood assaulted them. They had seen the black beast carry the terribly injured Emperor into the chambers upon its back. And when they smelled the blood, their minds had blanked out, afraid to carry on along that trail of thought.
“For the next two days, take good care of the Emperor. Let him drink a cup of warm water every hour…..” Jun Wu Xie placed a few bottles of elixir bottles on the table and gave very specific instructions on how each and every one was to be administered. Mo Qian Yuan’s condition had already stabilised and he was currently still unconscious. Hence, he will need people with him to cater to his needs.
And Jun Wu Xie had decided she would not be the one to do it.
The two palace guards listened haltingly and were hesitant to ask too many questions. They took every word that Jun Wu Xie said and deeply engraved them into their brains, taking utmost care not to forget a single thing.
After she had left her instructions with them, Jun Wu Xie left Mo Qian Yuan’s living chambers at once, the overpowering stench of blood, did not sit well with her.
Only after Jun Wu Xie and everyone else had left the Emperor’s living chambers, did the two guards make their way to Mo Qian Yuan’s bedside. The sight that met their eyes, shocked them so much that they almost stumbled over their own feet when they reeled from the shock.
The Emperor was all wrapped up with bandages and lying on blood soaked sheets. If his chest did not rise and fall as he breathed, the two guards would have assumed the person on the bed to be dead.
In fact, when they had first seen Mo Qian Yuan upon the black beast’s back when they had returned, the guards had drawn their own conclusions then. They had thought the Emperor….. The demise of the Emperor was about to happen!
And they were surprised to see that his breathing had gotten so much stronger, and did not look like a person that was about to die. Although he looked rather….. tragic.
The two guards were puzzled. The Young Miss of the Jun Family had only entered with two men whom they were unfamiliar with, and they had not seen Jun Wu Xie summon for any of the Imperial Doctors to come forth to provide any treatments. How did they manage to revive the Emperor, in just half a day?
Could it be….. Among the two strange men, one of them was a miracle physician?
The two guards limited their assumptions only to Jun Wu Yao and Drunk Lotus, and did not even consider in the slightest, that the one who had brought Mo Qian Yuan back to life, was none other than Jun Wu Xie!
Jun Wu Xie had wanted to hurry back to the Lin Palace to have an early rest, but she was just about to walk pass the doors of the Imperial main hall when she saw a group of court officials who had waited outside, look at her with disconcerting eyes.
Those court officials had arrived to attend the morning court, but they were driven out by the Qing Yun Clan delegates who barged into the main hall. They were no match for the Qing Yun Clan, but were worried for the Emperor as well. The only thing they could do was to wait outside the main hall, and pray that their Emperor steps out safely through those doors.
But the wait outside had only made them hear a series of blood curling screams .
When Jun Wu Xie had executed the many lackeys of the former Emperor before the Imperial Palace gates, she had cleansed the Qi Kingdom of about half the number of their court officials in court. Those that remained had consisted mainly of officials that were genuinely loyal to the Qi Kingdom. After Mo Qian Yuan ascended the throne, he abolished the privilege of nobility in holding official posts and widely accepted talents from humble backgrounds. Many capable young officials who were previously ostracised due to their lowly births were promoted as well and Mo Qian Yuan won their undying loyalty and unwavering support. These people were now gathered here outside the main hall.
As they stood outside the main hall, they had heard clearly the cries of their beloved ruler, heard the unbridled arrogance of the Qing Yun Clan, and wis
h they could take the place of their monarch.
Their hatred for the Qing Yun Clan had them seething, but they had been helpless and their inability had cut at their hearts as the screams continued.
And Jun Wu Xie’s arrival had turned things around, saving them from their despair.
Volume 3
Chapter 245: “Awkward (1)”
They had earlier seen the group led by Jun Wu Xie bursting into the Imperial main hall and watched them kill the Qing Yun Clan delegates one after another, and the officials had all stood gaping, in awe of Jun Wu Xie.
When Jun Wu Xie was passing the doors of the main hall enroute to the Lin Palace, an old man with a head of white hair stepped up to her and stared intensely at Jun Wu Xie.
Jun Wu Xie frowned, and stopped in her tracks. She recognized the old man. Including Mo Qian Yuan’s generation, he had already served three generations of the Imperial Family of the Qi Kingdom. He had been mediocre, and did not strive nor contest, and had been single mindedly upright. That was the reason he had held a mediocre rank that was neither high nor low, even after having served three generations of the Imperial Family. Mo Qian Yuan had considered the old man’s long service and undying loyalty to the Imperial Family and promoted him when he ascended the throne, or he would still have remained a leisurely minor administrative official.
The old man did not possess great capabilities, but his age and his long history in court had won him quite a bit of respect in the Imperial court. He was not known to be tactful with his words and even Mo Qian Yuan had choked on his blunt speech several times in court.
The old man was currently approaching Jun Wu Xie. Currently, she was too tired and was not prepared to hear his nagging.
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