Oops, the princess is surrounded by the male protagonists

"Xiaoyue, what is this?"

Yaksha glanced at Bai Yue taking out all kinds of strange objects from the mysterious box one by one, and was dumbfounded and asked questions repeatedly.

"This is a surgical instrument. It can help Uncle Zhuang remove the needle from his chest without damaging his heart!"

She explained with a smile, and at the same time, the feedback from the surgical equipment flooded into her mind, accurately reporting the chances of successful treatment of Zhuang Xiaoye's wrist.

"This patient had tendon and nerve ruptures in his wrist and required tendon and nerve sutures. The automated surgery had a 100% success rate! Recovery time is only 3-4 days!"

"3-4 days? Little Hand, has the effect of your medicine been upgraded again?"

When she heard about the amazing recovery speed, she couldn't help but marvel in her heart.

"Yes, because the master has a high respect in Wulie and Wenqu countries, I am no longer the ordinary surgical equipment I used to be!"

"...It seems like you weren't ordinary before!"

Just as Bai Yue was muttering to herself, Yasha quietly approached and played with the medical instruments with his deft fingers.

"Oh my god, is this a knife? How can it be so small? And is this a glass bottle? The craftsmanship is truly amazing!"

"Xiaoyue, where did you get these things? This is definitely not something a mortal can..."

Before Yaksha could finish his words, Rakshasa's anxious shouts suddenly rang in his ears.

"Xiaoye, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me. What on earth happened to you?"

"Oh no! This is a sign of a myocardial infarction. I need surgery right away. I can't put it off any longer!"

At this moment, Bai Yue raced against time and quickly put the fast-acting heart-saving pill into Zhuang Xiaoye's mouth. Then, with a serious expression, she faced everyone in the room and spoke word by word.

"Please don't be afraid of what's about to happen. If anyone feels physically unwell, please leave the room immediately!"

"Sister Yue, what do you mean by physical discomfort?"

Mo Sijin, with a bewildered look on her face, spoke with curiosity.

"...The images of the surgery might make you feel nauseous, so don't hold it in. You must go..."

"Sister Yue, please rest assured. I've been accustomed to the fighting and killing in the martial arts world since I was a child. This rule you mentioned is definitely not suitable for me!"

Before Bai Yue could finish her words, she was cut off by the other party's overflowing confidence.

"All right!"

Without saying a word, she picked up the anesthetic and accurately injected Zhuang Xiaoye with it. However, within two hours, Mo Sijin's face was flushed red. She rushed out of the room in a hurry and vomited violently, as if she wanted to pour out all her internal organs.

"Where exactly is this woman from? How on earth did she manage to cut open a person's chest, and yet the person remained completely unresponsive..."

The thought of that vibrant beating heart and the texture interwoven with red and white made him feel nauseous and his stomach churned. After a long emotional struggle, his face was filled with confusion, and he didn't know whether he should set foot in that heart-wrenching place again.

"Sijin, what are you doing standing at the door?"

Just at this moment, Yuwen Ze, supporting the drunken Yuwen Yi, staggered into his sight.

"Brother Ze, Sister Yue is doing surgery inside. I'm afraid someone will disturb her, so I'm standing guard at the door!"

Mo Sijin quickly put on an innocent and harmless smile, pointed at Yuwen Yi playfully, and spoke softly.

"Is Brother Yi okay? He looks like he drank a lot of alcohol."

"Alas, this kid is just making things difficult for himself. I don't think Miss Yue said anything, but he insisted on adding drama by saying that she doesn't want him anymore!"

Yu Wen Ze sighed helplessly, but Mo Sijin rolled his eyes cunningly and tried to persuade him with a smile.

"In that case, Brother Ze should just ask Brother Yi to give up Sister Yue. After all, he's a handsome man, so any woman can be easily captured by him."

"this…"

Just as the other party was looking embarrassed, Yuwen Yi suddenly looked up, his eyes as angry as torches, fixed on him.

"You male vixen, it's because of you that my lady doesn't want me anymore. I'm going to skin you right now and make you into a fox blanket!"

Before he finished speaking, his body was like an arrow shot from a bow, and he suddenly attacked Mo Sijin. The other party no longer looked as delicate and lovely as before in front of Bai Yue. He just raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand and steadily caught the other party's fierce attack.

"Yuwen Yi, I just don't want to argue with you. You keep forcing me, which is really too much!"

"Hmph, you vixen have finally revealed your true colors! Today I'm going to teach you a lesson and let my wife know what kind of person you are!"

Yuwen Yi, without further ado, casually picked up a branch and unleashed the flowing Feiyun Sword Technique. Mo Sijin, not to be outdone, also used a branch as a sword, unleashing the majestic Zhutian Sword Technique.

"Hey, hey, hey, can you two stop making such a fuss? Can we make such a big noise in this situation?"

Yuwen Ze tried to dissuade him loudly, but it fell on deaf ears and the two of them ignored him completely. At this moment, the door creaked and Yaksha strode out with a sullen look on his face.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Don't you know Xiaoyue is undergoing surgery in there?"

She looked at the two young men fighting each other and couldn't help but be stunned. After a moment, a hint of interest flashed in her eyes, and then she used a fan instead of a sword and jumped lightly into the melee.

"Oh my, are you two young gentlemen fighting over Xiaoyue? It's worth my trip to be able to appreciate the swordsmanship of the two major villas of the Wulin Alliance all at once!"

"Who said I was teaching this vixen a lesson just for that unfaithful woman? I'm not going to fight her anymore. It actually caused this kind of misunderstanding. It's absolutely ridiculous!"

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Yi paused his movements and then withdrew, and the fight with Mo Sijin came to an abrupt end.

"Ah? A heartless girl? Young Master, are you talking about my Xiaoyue?"

"Yeah, Ayi, what are you doing wrong again? Didn't I just tell you that Miss Yue has no intention of divorcing you? Are you just worrying about it?"

At this moment, Yaksha and Yuwen Ze both focused their eyes on the frosty-faced young man, wondering what the other party was up to.

"Who else could the unfaithful woman I'm talking about be? Of course..."

Yu Wenyi had just finished speaking when the door suddenly opened and Bai Yue, dressed in surgical gown, came out. She took off her mask and let out a long sigh.

"Xiaoyue, how is it? Was the operation successful?"

Yasha suddenly moved closer to the other person, she nodded slightly, smiled, and spoke softly.

"Yes, it was very successful. It will only take a few days. When Uncle Zhuang opens his eyes again, his heart and wrist will be back to normal!"

"What? You also cured Uncle Zhuang's wrist! Oh my god, Miss Yue, you are simply a living god who fell from the sky!"

Yu Wen Ze stared at her in disbelief, while Mo Sijin smiled like a flower, walked lightly to Bai Yue's side, and spoke with admiration on her face.

"Sister Yue, you are so amazing. I really admire you!"