I used the space to empty the pirates' private vault.

A quarter of an hour later, Feng Wuhen walked into Aunt Meng's room and saw her half leaning against the head of the bed, talking and laughing with Xiao Huan and Xiao Yi.

Leng Mei stood aside, while Jiang Yimo sat at the table fiddling with the white, yellow, black and green beans, not knowing what they were.

Feng Wuhen had never seen it before.

When several people saw him walk into the room, they all greeted him and bowed to him. Only Jiang Yimo still didn't turn around to look at him, as if she didn't know he came in. Her hands were still fiddling with the unknown little beans she had placed on the table.

Feng Wuhen was not angry when he saw this. He thought that capable people would have some temper, which was understandable.

Then, he turned his eyes to Aunt Meng and said calmly, "Aunt Meng, are you feeling better?"

Aunt Meng replied with a smile: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern for me. After Miss Jiang's treatment, I am now much better."

"Your Majesty, Miss Jiang's medical skills are truly amazing. My injuries were so severe that I was on the verge of death. To put it bluntly, I could even see the King of Hell waving at me."

"But I didn't expect Miss Jiang to be able to save my life... She used needle and thread to sew up the wounds on my chest and abdomen. I didn't feel any pain, and she saved me."

Aunt Meng happily talked to Feng Wuhen and the others for a long time, and most of her words were praising Jiang Yimo's medical skills and expressing her gratitude to the Evil King.

This time she really had a close call with hell.

Although she was not afraid of death for Concubine Xian and was willing to use her body to block knives and swords, she did not want to die if she could live.

Although Feng Wuhen was listening to Aunt Meng casually, he still grasped the key information in Aunt Meng's words.

"Aunt Meng, were you just saying that Miss Jiang used needle and thread to sew up your wound?"

Although Feng Wuhen was asking Aunt Meng, his eyes were staring at Jiang Yimo, with a little bit of shock on his face.

"Yes, Your Majesty, the two large wounds on my body were sewed up by Miss Jiang with needle and thread. They looked a bit like two long centipedes clinging to my chest and belly."

"When I fell asleep on the first day, I could still feel a little pain, but Miss Jiang gave me a magical white pill, and after a cup of tea, I no longer felt the pain."

"Now the two wounds on my body have formed blood scabs. I am really grateful to Miss Jiang for saving my life. This is the first time I have seen a doctor treat a patient like this."

At this point, Aunt Meng paused for a moment, then choked up and said, "Your Highness, I think with Miss Jiang's superb medical skills, she will definitely be able to cure the poison in Empress Xian's body. It would be better to let Miss Jiang go to see Empress Xian as soon as possible."

"Don't worry about this, Aunt Meng. I have already discussed it with Aunt Jiang. I will take her to see my mother after I finish the last acupuncture treatment."

Although Feng Wuhen was talking to Aunt Meng, his eyes never left Jiang Yimo.

At this time, Jiang Yimo also felt his gaze, but she did not panic. Instead, she explained to him calmly, "Aunt Meng's injuries were too serious that night. The dagger stabbed her chest very deeply, and her abdomen was cut open by the sword. When I treated her, I could see her intestines. If I didn't sew her up with needle and thread, she would not have survived that night."

"I know this. I'm just curious why you were able to sew up the wounds of the wounded with needle and thread. The genius doctor I know also tried to sew up the wounds of seriously injured soldiers with needle and thread, but they died within two days."

"That's because he didn't do a good job of disinfection and was infected by bacteria, which made the patient's injuries worse. That's why it happened."

Jiang Yimo explained it to him briefly.

Although Feng Wuhen didn't understand what "bacteria" meant, he understood the general meaning of Jiang Yimo's words.

Afterwards, Jiang Yimo stood up from the stool, divided the pills she had just prepared, and gave them to Aunt Meng, while instructing her with a smile.

"Aunt Meng, this is the pill I have prepared for you. I have prescribed three days of medicine for you. You can keep it for yourself. The method of taking it is the same as the previous two days. Just take it directly with warm water."

Hearing this, Aunt Meng nodded gratefully. She was so moved that her eyes turned red and filled with tears.

"Thank you Miss Jiang, I understand."

"Then I won't disturb your rest today, but you have to remember the precautions I told you these two days, as well as the things you need to avoid eating after the operation, such as seafood, some vegetables, tonic foods, and condiments. I'm afraid you can't remember, so I've written it down on a piece of paper. The paper is on your dressing table. You can take a look at it when you have time."

At the end, she paused for two seconds and added, "I'll come back to see you in two or three days."

"Okay, Miss Jiang, you are so thoughtful. I, your servant, am able to be reborn from the dead this time. I really don't know how to thank you."

"No need to thank me. As long as you are alive and well, it will be the greatest comfort to my medical skills."

After that, Jiang Yimo turned around and smiled at Feng Wuhen, saying, "My Lord, today is the day for me to give you acupuncture again."

Hearing this, Feng Wuhen smiled back at her, "Okay!"

Then, Jiang Yimo packed her things, took the small bag that Qingzhu made for her, and left Aunt Meng's room with Feng Wuhen.

Jiang Yimo and Feng Wuhen returned to his yard together and just stepped into his room.

Jiang Yimo immediately said, "Your Highness, please take off your shirt as usual, and I will help you with the acupuncture."

Jiang Yimo didn't look at him. She took out the silver needle from her small bag and placed it carefully on the table.

But when she turned around to look at Feng Wuhen, she saw him sitting on the stool next to her, with his arms folded across his chest, staring at her without blinking.

Jiang Yimo: “…”

Speechless.

"My Lord, didn't you hear me?"

Hearing this, Feng Wuhen nodded and replied, "I heard it!"

Then he tilted his head and looked at her again.

Jiang Yimo: “…”

Speechless again.

"Your Highness, please take off your shirt. I am going to give you an acupuncture injection!"

Jiang Yimo reminded him again.

"I am tired. I got up early this morning to rearrange the formations on this island. It took a lot of energy. Miss Jiang, could you please help me take off this shirt?"

After hearing this, Jiang Yimo cursed him inwardly for being shameless and glared at him with her big eyes that were clear and black and white.

He casually rolled up his wide sleeves twice, then put his hands on his waist with a fierce expression, which was very cute.