"Be quiet, if you want the Prince to live, just shut your mouths!"

A clear shout came from behind.

Zhou Fuquan turned his head and was dumbfounded.

Only to see Yang Ruqing kneeling beside the hay pile, bending over. One hand pressed against the king's chest, the other pinching below his nose.

And he also took a sip towards this way.

"What are you doing? Let go of the prince!"

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Zhou Fuzhang threw off the doctor and turned to run towards Yang Ruqing.

Though it hasn't arrived yet, the knife in his hand has already reached out.

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It seems he's truly desperate, ready to use a knife to pry open Yang Ruqing.

But Zhou Fuan ignored the knife in his hand. It was a real knife, just drawn from its sheath, not one worn with a scabbard to intimidate people.

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...was the crisp sound of the knife falling to the ground.

Zhou Fùgōng froze in place, glanced at his empty hands, then at the flying knife, dumbfounded.

He didn't even have time to see how Yang Ruqing made her move before the knife he was holding was kicked away.

This skill...

“This is your last warning. I have a bad temper, and if you dare to interfere with me saving the prince again, I will kill you!”

A frigid voice, bitten out from between her pink lips.

A chill, devoid of any warmth, resided in the depths of her eyes.

Being stared at and warned by such eyes, Zhou's deputy felt as if there was a towering mountain before him.

He was pressed so hard that he could barely breathe, and his spirit instantly drooped.

Seeing Zhou Fuan no longer speak, Yang Ruohong retracted her gaze.

"Tell that young guard to bring my sister from outside in."

The little guardsman went out, and soon, he brought in Xiao Yaxue.

At a glance, Xiao Yaxue immediately understood what Yang Ruoqing wanted her to do.

"Qing'er, you can just use your abilities. I'll keep an eye on this Zhou kid and stop him from causing trouble!"

Xiao Ya Xue lifted the sleeves of both her arms, then drew a sword from her person. She danced it in her hand, displaying a dazzling array of swordplay.

It stood before Zhou's deputy like a wall.

Seeing this, Yang Ruqing was relieved.

She turned to the dumbfounded military doctor beside her: "Doctor, come here and help me."

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The army doctor came to his senses and hurried over.

“Escort, you tear open the clothes on the lord’s body.”

Yang Ruqing ordered.

Xiao Huwei was taken aback, though he didn't understand what Yang Ruoqing wanted to do, he still followed her instructions.

He could tell that Lady Lu was truly sincere in wanting to save her lord.

But then Zhou, the deputy officer, roared again: "Young Master Wang is a precious son of heaven! You shrew, why are you taking off his clothes? Don't you dare!"

Yang Ruqing frowned secretly. This Zhou deputy officer, his loyalty was loyalty, but his intelligence seemed to be lacking.

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If you don't want to deal with him, someone else will.

Indeed, a scolding from Xiao Ya Xue soon followed behind me.

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"Not only are you physically repulsive, but your words are also disgusting."

"My daughter-in-law's husband is tall and mighty, she looks at anyone else and insists on that old man Nan Wangye? Zhou surname, you think too much, you are cruel!"

Xiao Ya Xue's scolding was a torrent of words, like a string of firecrackers. Zhou Fu Guan retreated several steps, unable to utter a word for half a day.

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And here, Yang Ruqing curved her lips.

Coming out this time, bringing along this sister was a really good choice.

Thoughts returned, settling in my own hands.

The cowhide bag shook open, and a flash of silver light passed through the cave.

Here, Zhou Fuzhi and Xiao Yaxue also stopped arguing, their eyes all focused on Yang Ruoheng's hands.

Only saw that she shook open that cowhide bag, inside it was a row of silver needles of different lengths and thicknesses.

"Madam Luo, are you... going to give me acupuncture?"

On the side, the military doctor finally summoned the courage to ask.

Yang Ruqing's finger traced the silver needles on the cowhide bag, picking out a few and twisting them between her fingers.

Hearing this, she nodded.

The Southern King sustained internal injuries, and medications and herbs were ineffective. They could only resort to acupuncture to force out the blood clots in his body.

The military doctor didn't ask any more questions. He had heard of this treatment method of using acupuncture to force out blood clots from the body.

But I've never dared to use it.

On one hand, my own abilities are limited. On the other hand, even if I had the ability, I wouldn't dare use it on the prince.

The lord is a precious body, this person's acupoints are so complex, if any point isn't pierced firmly, something could go wrong.

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Therefore, ever since Dr. Zhao followed the county princess away from Licity these past few days, and he remained by the prince's side, he had always taken a conservative approach to treating the prince's condition.

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"Okay, I'll help Mrs. Luo."

The military doctor said, "Hurry and go to the pile of fire over there and take a burning stick."

Yang Ruqing passed the silver needle in her hand through the fire.

After sterilization with high-temperature, the silver needles were steadily inserted into Nan Wangye's bare chest...

In the cave, no one dared to speak.

Because looking at Yang Ruqing's acupuncture technique, everyone was astonished.

It's too fast, too fast, so fast that it makes your eyes dizzy!

In the blink of an eye, most of the needles in the cowhide bag were gone, and Lord Nan's chest was now like a porcupine.

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Silver needles stood erect, reflecting a faint silver glow under the firelight!

Once all the silver needles were inserted, the Southern King, who had been twitching non-stop, calmed down somewhat.

Breathing seems to have become a little smoother.

It seems... it worked?

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Zhou Fuguang peered out, nervously scanning this way.

Xiao Ya Xue sneered: "Our Qing'er makes a move, there's nothing we can't handle!"

Zhou Fuzhi's face, upon hearing this, was filled with astonishment. There was nothing else but astonishment.

Looking at Yang Ruohui's busy figure, there was a touch of admiration in his eyes.

Yang Ruqing couldn't spare a glance for Zhou, the deputy officer who had been subdued by her charm. Her thoughts were solely on Nan Wangye.

“The needle is going to be removed, it will bring out the blood stasis in the lord’s body.”

"Little guard, take a handkerchief and be responsible for wiping the king."

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“Army doctor, you help me hold the prince’s legs, don't let him move around.” Yang Ruqing ordered in an orderly manner.

"Yes!"

"Great!"

Three people worked together, Yang Ruqing carefully retrieving the silver needles from the prince's body, one by one.

As expected, black blood slowly flowed from the corner of Nan Wangye's mouth.

As each silver needle was pulled out, he seemed to be enduring immense pain and agony.

From its mouth came a ferocious growl, and its body began to writhe.

The military doctor pressed down with all his might.

Yang Ruqing quickly turned her head and ordered Xiao Yaxue and Zhou, the deputy officer, behind her: "Come over and help me, hold him down, don't let him move!"

Xiao Ya Xue and Zhou Fu Guan came to their senses, both rushed forward, helping to hold down Nan Wang Ye.

When the last silver needle was pulled out of his body, Lord Nan's entire body tensed up.