The Female Supporting Character's Counterattack: The Evil King's Doctor Consort's Ent

Chapter 8 Fifty strokes

The old doctor seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, a barely perceptible sneer spreading across his lips. He knew it; Gu Lingzhi, that servant, was just a braggart.

He bowed respectfully in the direction of Mo Jiuxiao, and without hesitation began to kick someone when they were down: "Your Highness, as a female slave, daring to harm soldiers is already a capital offense. Even if she really saves the person, she cannot be exempted. Moreover, even this old minister has no way to treat such injuries. Letting her act recklessly will only make people die faster!"

Mo Jiuxiao's narrow eyes seemed to be coated with a layer of shimmering light by the sun in the sky.

Some of his soldiers, upon hearing the words of the immortal doctor, disagreed, and their voices, tinged with anger, instantly erupted: "Yes, kill her!"

"Kill her, kill her..."

In an instant, shouts shook the heavens.

Hundreds of soldiers glared at Gu Lingzhi with hostility, and the chilling murderous intent in their words made Gu Lingzhi tremble slightly.

Her lips were tightly pressed together, but her gaze never left her hands.

Her fingertips seemed to be dancing, but her dance was on a person's life.

When Gu Lingzhi made her move, she never intended to save this person, but now that she had decided to save him, she wouldn't give up halfway.

The incessant shouts of battle made the surrounding air feel scorching hot.

Gu Lingzhi wiped her lips, her fair face flushed red, which added a touch of radiance.

After tying the last knot, Gu Lingzhi applied medicine to the wound and slowly stood up from the side.

She was slender and wore a somewhat dirty and disheveled military uniform. The uniform was a little too big for her, but it didn't look out of place at all.

Gu Lingzhi stood calmly in place, glancing at the faces of those who hated her.

"Your Highness, he is no longer in mortal danger. As long as he rests well for a while and waits for his wounds to heal, he will be fine!"

The old doctor shouted angrily, "Nonsense! Don't think you can escape punishment just by spouting empty words!"

Gu Lingzhi didn't know why the old doctor was targeting her like this, but after thinking about it carefully, she understood.

There are people who are jealous of talent and ability, and she had experienced such deceit and treachery in the army.

There are always people more capable than you, and just because you can't do something doesn't mean others can't!

The old doctor was so angry his beard almost flew off.

He had a high opinion of himself, and having served the army for so many years, even some generals in the camp treated him with great respect. However, today he was humiliated by a female slave.

If Gu Lingzhi really cures the person this time, wouldn't that be telling everyone that his medical skills are not even as good as a female slave's?

Gu Lingzhi raised her eyebrows and eyes, as if she were not facing a group of people who wanted her dead, but rather being the center of attention of thousands.

The surrounding sounds had become somewhat weaker.

Gu Lingzhi spoke with great confidence. If she could truly heal someone so severely injured, Gu Lingzhi's value in the army would be immeasurable.

Gu Lingzhi slightly curved the corners of her lips, a faint light hidden in her eyes.

She bowed very respectfully in the direction of Mo Jiuxiao.

"Your Highness, there is much I can do. Even if I were to lose a hand or a foot, I could heal it!"

Upon hearing her words, the surroundings fell silent for a moment.

The tense, deathly silence made the old doctor feel a tightness in his chest: "Hmph, it's just a broken hand or foot, what's so difficult about that?"

Gu Lingzhi gripped the dagger tightly in her hand: "What I mean is, even if my hands and feet are cut off by weapons!"

The old doctor stared wide-eyed, speechless for a long time in astonishment.

Gu Lingzhi dared not reveal too much of her sharpness, so she lowered her head slightly and handed over the dagger with both hands.

"Thank you for lending it to me, Your Highness!"

Such a precious dagger must be extraordinary; she dared not carry it on her person in public.

And it is clear that the crisis has not completely subsided.

Mo Jiuxiao took two steps forward, took the dagger with one hand, and his tall figure blocked out a patch of sunlight, making Gu Lingzhi feel a heavy pressure.

Although Gu Lingzhi didn't know what entanglement existed between her and Mo Jiuxiao in the past that would make him spare her life, she knew this man was definitely not a kind-hearted person.

"Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be avoided!"

The words, cold and icy like frost, came out of the man's mouth. Gu Lingzhi's heart skipped a beat; she knew that what was coming couldn't be avoided.

No one around her spoke up to plead for her.

Her hands, which were hanging at her sides, slowly tightened, and she raised her head to look directly into the man's eyes.

"A life for a life, a debt for a debt. I deserve to die for being caught by you."

After speaking leisurely, she suddenly changed the subject: "But could you let me live a little longer? In exchange, I will heal the injury on your prince's wrist."

The soldiers around him clearly showed a hint of joy in their eyes.

The old doctor was stunned for a moment, then his face turned ugly. "Your Highness, this...this is impossible. She's talking nonsense and deliberately stalling for time."

Mo Jiuxiao's expression remained completely unchanged.

It seemed that no matter who came, they could not shake his decision.

"Drag him away and give him fifty lashes!"

Fifty lashes...

Gu Lingzhi's heart sank. She had never seen the boards used in the military camp, but she knew in her heart that it was definitely not a pleasant experience.

You could tell from the sympathetic expressions on the faces of the people around them.

Her arms were lifted up, and Gu Lingzhi was forced to the ground.

Without any prior preparation, the two men stood on either side of each other, holding military batons in their hands.

She only glanced at it, and her breathing became erratic. She clenched her fists, lay down on the ground, and slowly closed her eyes.