Wow, this rough-around-the-edges pregnant wife is something else, she's incredibly ruthless!

He felt a slight warmth return to his body, which had been frozen in the ice cave, and Zhou Yan's tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.

Standing in front of the bed, Meng Tong channeled a wisp of her supernatural power into the man to keep him alive before continuing to examine his condition.

In addition to the knife wound on his left shoulder, the man also had a sizable stab wound in his abdomen, and the metal plaque around his heart was gradually increasing its impact on him.

The surface of the heart even started to turn black, and its blood transfusion function was weaker than before.

It seems he's been making some really big moves over the past month or so.

The presence of the metal sheet was seriously affecting his life! Without removing it, no further procedures could be performed, so the woman had no choice but to use her supernatural abilities to peel the metal sheet off the surface of his heart, and then infuse his heart with a wisp of supernatural energy.

The heart, which had been dark, became strong, and the blood it pumped out was hot and scalding.

Feeling as if his whole body was wrapped in warm cotton, Zhou Yan felt as if he were in his mother's arms.

I haven't felt this way in a very, very long time.

A faint blush appeared on his pale, dark face, and his aura seemed to strengthen.

Seeing that his condition had stabilized, Meng Tong then began her superficial work.

With a blank expression, the woman removed the man's cloak and clothes, then took out a sharp dagger from her spatial storage.

If Zhou Fu were here, he would probably be terrified.

The dagger was pressed against Zhou Yan's thin body, and a chilling sensation made the unconscious man shiver uncontrollably.

Meng Tong bent down slightly to locate his heart, placed the tip of the knife against his skin, and then pressed down without hesitation.

Scalding blood oozed from the cut, but the woman continued her work without blinking until her supernatural abilities detected the blade on the side of her heart.

Without hesitation, he sheathed his sword, and some blood splattered out, but fortunately the woman used her supernatural power to stop it in time.

Next, she applied the ointment that had been prepared in the space beforehand, then bandaged it with clean gauze, and also treated the man's shoulders and abdomen.

The wound had become infected and inflamed due to being covered for a long time, and there was even some rotten flesh on the surface.

Without hesitation, he continued to operate with the knife in his hand, as if he were cutting a piece of pork.

Meng Tong stopped when fresh blood started flowing from the wound again. She applied the special ointment following the previous steps and then wrapped it with gauze.

The woman handled the whole process very smoothly, and the whole operation took only about 45 minutes.

He dressed him in his original clothes, and Meng Tong pulled a thin blanket over him. The courtyard was very warm because of the stove burning in it.

After finishing some tasks, the woman washed her hands in the wooden basin before slowly pushing open the door and walking out.

Upon hearing the door open, Cheng Mian and Zhou Fu, who were standing under the pavilion in the courtyard, walked towards her.

"Madam, how is our Prince?"

“I’ve just solved the most difficult problem,” Meng Tong said, looking up at him. “However, he’s severely depleted and will probably need to recuperate here for a while.”

"This is my specially made ointment. I will change it for him every day from now on."

Meng Tong took out the ointment she had just given Zhou Yan from her sleeve and handed it to Zhou Fu. Then she turned to Cheng Mian and asked, "Have you settled the grain deal?"

"Yes, he means he wants as much as there is."

"Okay, I understand." The woman nodded, already knowing what was going on.

After giving Zhou Fu a lot of instructions in the courtyard, Meng Tong made an excuse to go back to the village to handle some matters and left. As for Zhou Fu, he went back to the house to take care of the unconscious man on the bed.

Seeing the slight blush on the prince's cheeks, Zhou Fu's previously anxious heart finally settled down.

……

The round trip took less than two hours. By the time Meng Tong returned to Duanshan Village, they had just finished cleaning up the three pigs.

Lu Chuan was currently slicing pork belly in the kitchen, while Sheng Yu and the others had set up a fire pit in the courtyard to render lard.

Everything was in a flurry of activity. When Meng Tong returned, he smiled and greeted her before continuing with his work.

It was a rare sight for Meng Tong to see Sheng Xiu so refined, dignified, and self-possessed as he cut pork by the fire pit.

The man wore a thick, gray-white cloak with a white scarf around his neck. The fluffy fabric made his face look particularly cool and aloof, so one should ignore the work he was doing.

And I must say, his knife skills are quite good; even tough cuts like fatty meat are as easy for him as slicing potato chips.

Each person had their own job: some were in the mixing pot, some were in the earthenware pot holding oil, and of course, some were specifically responsible for eating.

Hot pork cracklings with five-spice chili powder have a particularly crispy flavor.

With their mouths greasy from eating, the younger children followed closely behind Sheng Yu.

It was rare to see him so genuine and innocent. A smile appeared on Meng Tong's lips as he chewed on the pork cracklings they handed him and then went into the kitchen.

The two stoves inside the house were also in use at the moment; one was stewing mutton soup, and the other was cooking taro chicken.

Upon seeing Meng Tong return, Lu Chuan straightened up and asked, "Is it resolved?"

"Yes, the situation is still quite bad; the situation outside is probably not optimistic."

"How to say."

The man gestured for the woman to sit down, then poured her a cup of hot water and handed it to her. He sat down next to her, slicing pork belly while listening to her recount what had just happened.

When he heard Meng Tong lift Zhou Yan's clothes, a hint of possessiveness flashed in Lu Chuan's deep, dark eyes. The man's face remained tense for a long time before he finally spoke, "From now on, let Cheng Mian and the others do this, or let his subordinates do it too."

Sipping hot water and chewing on a piece of beef jerky, Meng Tong glanced at him with a half-smile before replying softly, "I know, it's just an emergency! The person has fainted and is breathing weakly. I'm just a folk doctor trying to save lives."

"Don't be jealous."

"Oh."

Although he could understand, Lu Chuan still felt uncomfortable, as his wife could only look at his body.

While chatting, the two analyzed the current situation. Although Lu Chuan didn't understand politics, he still had a good sense of things.

He pieced together everything the woman had said, and the answer was becoming clear.

Without a hint of surprise, Lu Chuan asked, "Did he say how much grain he wanted to buy?"

"I told them, they have plenty of money, they'll take as much as they can get."

Meng Tong couldn't stop smiling; all the food in her space was almost enough to feed the entire population of the Great Wei Kingdom for a whole winter.

This price wasn't just casually quoted; if he could actually buy them all, the nature of the situation would likely change.

With an answer stuck in her throat, Meng Tong even hoped that day would come sooner.

It should be a good thing, at least for ordinary people now, and a great thing for the whole country.