No, I was just a concubine, how did I become the queen?

When Shun Anyan heard this, he felt a buzzing in his head, his legs instantly lost strength, his body swayed a few times, and he almost fell to the ground.

He reached out in panic to grab the armrest of the chair beside him, but still couldn't steady his body. Like a puppet that had lost its support, he sat down heavily on the chair with a "thump".

His eyes widened, no sound coming out of his throat. He just sat there blankly, a look of despair and pain spreading across his face.

Lin Mingyan suppressed her inner panic and tried her best to sound calm and steady. She said dryly, "What does the wound look like? Does it require stitches?"

Although she herself had overexerted her arms and was unable to exert her strength, she had just watched Thirteenth Lady suture the Fourth Master, so she should be able to handle it.

Doctor Zhang had also heard of Miaorentang's unique suturing technology.

Although he disdained to learn this kind of medical skill from the bottom of his heart, he had a doctor named Jia who boasted about this skill all day long, and he knew that suturing was indeed very useful for sword wounds.

At this moment, he felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw, thinking that this suturing method might really come in handy and might be a turning point.

Doctor Zhang said earnestly, "Fourth Lady, I'm going to trouble you to find someone to treat the wound."

"If this can be handled properly, the princess will still have difficulty having children, but at least she can save her life, which is a blessing in disguise."

Lin Mingyan did not dare to delay for even a moment and hurriedly sent someone to invite Shisan Niang.

Fortunately, Thirteenth Lady had just finished treating the Fourth Master's wound, and all the tools needed for suturing were available, so there was no need to prepare anything else.

Not long after, Shisan Niang hurried over and began to treat the tricky wound.

Lin Mingyan drove all irrelevant people out of the tent and ordered people to prepare lime powder and sprinkle it in the tent for disinfection.

After all, whether it is due to a miscarriage that weakens the body, decreased immunity, or wound sutures, disinfection is required.

Because Wen Xian has a good relationship with Lin Mingyan, Shun Anyan certainly knows her ability.

Hearing that it would be good for Wen Xian, he cooperated very well and waited outside the tent.

The sun set in the west, and after a full hour of sewing, Shisan Niang finally put down her needle and thread.

Fortunately, Shisan Niang went to Miaorentang diligently, and she was a secret guard with good psychological quality, so she operated without any shaking.

The abdominal cavity needs to be sutured in seven or eight layers. She has done this operation before, so this time she was able to complete it successfully.

After the stitches, the princess was still very weak, but her life would not be in danger if she did not get infected later.

When Lin Mingyan opened the tent, Shun Anyan was standing beside her almost like a stone sculpture.

Seeing them come out, he hurried over to greet them: "Fourth sister-in-law, how are you?"

"The suturing went very smoothly. Fortunately, we brought a lot of catgut, otherwise the wound in the abdomen would have been difficult to sew," Lin Mingyan said with relief.

Catgut has existed since ancient times. Doctor Jia, Doctor Lin and others have carefully researched and improved it, and combined it with advanced suturing techniques, it has become very useful.

Shun Anyan also let out a breath when he heard it, and an expression that seemed to be both laughing and crying appeared on his face, not knowing what to do.

The imperial doctors had been standing by. At this time, Imperial Doctor Zhang went in alone and took Wen Xian's pulse.

After coming out, his expression finally relaxed, and he replied, "We have done everything we can to the best of our ability. We only hope that the princess can wake up soon, get through this, and slowly recuperate and recover."

As long as the wound shows no signs of worsening, Princess Wenxian will have passed this hurdle.

He felt relieved, thinking that he could explain to the Empress Dowager when he returned.

Shun Anyan's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down after hearing that the princess's life was safe.

He let out a long sigh, and his originally tense body relaxed a little.

Then he quickly stood up, with a look of gratitude and respect on his face, and sent Doctor Zhang and others away.

When most people had left, he turned around and knelt down towards Lin Mingyan with a plop.

His voice trembled slightly with excitement: "Fourth sister-in-law, today is all thanks to you. I, Shun An Yan, will remember this kindness in my heart and will do my best to repay you in the future."

After saying this, he kowtowed deeply, his forehead touching the ground, expressing his inner gratitude in the most sincere way.

Lin Mingyan hurried forward and lifted him up, saying, "You're being too polite. Wen Xian is my sister, and I should save her!"

"Fourth sister-in-law, thank you!" Shun Anyan didn't know what to say, only this sentence.

He felt deeply frightened and subconsciously thought that if his fourth sister-in-law had not been there today, Wen Xian would definitely have died.

Lin Mingyan thought of Wen Xian’s death in history, and she felt uncertain whether she could escape death with this change.

It's all just doing the best we can.

Before they could say a few words, a sedan chair was carried over. The two men saw that it was the Fourth Master.

The Fourth Master received a perfunctory response from Emperor Kangxi and returned to his tent with a rage in his heart.

Then he heard that Lin Mingyan came to visit Princess Wenxian and sent someone to find Shisan Niang.

Although he felt uncomfortable, he was also worried about his sister's safety, so he rushed over without stopping.

At this moment, Leng Bingbing's face was filled with anxiety as he asked, "Shun Anyan, how is Qi Qige?"

He seldom called Wen Xian by her maiden name in public, and at this moment he was completely anxious and spoke without thinking.

Shun Anyan also heard it, and hurried over to help him get off the sedan chair, saying, "The princess's condition has stabilized, and she needs further care."

Hearing such ambiguous words, the Fourth Master turned to look at Lin Mingyan again, and Lin Mingyan nodded.

"That's right, we still have to keep it," Lin Mingyan sighed.

Upon hearing this, the Fourth Master's brows furrowed so tightly that they could pinch a fly to death. The hands hidden in his sleeves slowly clenched into fists, and the cold air around him was frightening.

Shun Anyan remembered the murderer and asked, "Fourth brother, have you found out where the assassin came from?"

Since Wen Xian's situation is irreparable, finding the person behind the scenes and avenging his child is a big deal.

The Fourth Master said, "Don't get involved in this matter. Don't ask a single question!"

Thinking of the two so-called Mongolian murderers that the Emperor had just given him in the tent, the Fourth Master sneered in his heart.

In order to protect that son, he could even make up such an outrageous thing.

He was just a small Mongolian nobleman. Even if he was dissatisfied with the Qing Dynasty, why would he come to kill him, a mere fourth prince?

Even if one of them was a suitor of Princess Naren, he didn't have the courage and ability to assassinate him!

Your Majesty, you are so biased and unreasonable.

But the prince is both stupid and vicious.

If the Qing Dynasty could be handed over to such a person, why couldn't it be handed over to him?