Phoenix Cries Across the World: The Cold-Hearted Princess is Too Alluring

Mu Zi sat beside Guo Zi the whole time, watching over her as Guo Zi's face grew paler and paler. No matter how anxious she was, there was nothing she could do.

Hearing the door open, Mu Zi hurriedly stood up from the bedside.

"The princess has arrived."

"Hmm, how is the situation?" Chu Yingge took off her cloak and hung it on the bed next to her.

Mu Zi shook her head with a serious expression: "It's not good. Doctor Lin said that Guozi's body has been depleted by yin energy, and she probably won't recover anytime soon. By the way, Doctor Lin also gave me a prescription. I'll go get the medicine for Guozi now. I'll leave Guozi in the care of the Princess."

"kindness."

Seeing Chu Yingge nod, Mu Zi hurriedly left the room.

Watching Mu Zi leave, Chu Yingge walked to the bedside and looked at Guozi's pale face with some suspicion.

When she first saw Guozi, Guozi's face wasn't this pale. There's no reason why her complexion would be worse after seeing the doctor.

"Fruit?" Chu Yingge called out tentatively, but there was no response.

Chu Yingge pulled back the blanket covering Guozi and frowned. Guozi's clothes already had bloodstains, but now the bloodstains were still warm, clearly fresh blood that had just flowed out.

Even with Chu Yingge's calm demeanor, she couldn't help but cover her mouth as she unbuttoned Guozi's clothes.

The fruit's body was covered with wounds of varying sizes, about three or four centimeters long, from which blood seeped intermittently.

Little by little, it becomes exceptionally clear.

Chu Yingge used a handkerchief to wipe the blood from Guozi's wound, but the more she wiped, the faster the blood flowed out, which made Chu Yingge frown even more deeply.

She had seen similar cases before, where tiny insects would burrow into wounds, not feeding on flesh or blood, but tearing at the body and causing blood to flow continuously.

It now appears that there must have been such worms inside the fruit.

With so many wounds, did the fruit fall into this worm pit?

Chu Yingge had no time to hesitate. She closed the door to the room and took out a set of silver-white scalpels from the dressing table. Chu Yingge had just made these not long ago, intending to keep them for unforeseen circumstances, but they had already come in handy today.

After disinfecting the fruit with a tinderbox, Chu Yingge walked to the bedside and looked at Guozi, whose face was growing paler and paler, and felt a pang of sadness.

In the 21st century, she would do this often, but here in ancient times, where there is nothing, surgery carries risks, especially here, the risks are even greater.

No matter how confident Chu Yingge was in herself, she wouldn't dare to gamble with Guozi's life.

But seeing the fruit's appearance, Chu Yingge couldn't help herself. Holding the scalpel, she slowly exhaled and calmed her flustered mind.

"It will hurt a little later, you must bear it, you must persevere." Even though she knew Guozi couldn't hear, Chu Yingge still said it again. It was unclear whether she was saying it to Guozi or to herself.

Carefully using the tip of a knife, I pried open the wound on the fruit, and with my other hand, I held a small silver hook, reached into the wound, and pulled out a small, milky-white worm.

Once deprived of the nourishment of flesh and blood, the milky-white worms quickly lost their vitality.

Chu Yingge's eyes darkened. Just as she expected, it really was like this. Without a moment's hesitation, Chu Yingge started working on the other wound.

She kept repeating the same movements, and no matter how careful and gentle she was, she still pulled on the fruit and couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

Chu Yingge's forehead was already covered in fine beads of sweat, but there were just too many wounds on the fruit, and it was impossible to pick out all the worms in a short time. It was truly a huge undertaking.

She dared not stop what she was doing, for fear of wasting more time. Fortunately, this was not the first time Chu Yingge had seen such a scene. Although she was not very skilled, she was still able to handle it in an orderly manner.

One by one, the insects that were picked out were placed on a tray to the side. They wriggled a few times and then died.

As night fell, Mu Ziyuan instructed someone to bring the meal to Youzhu Garden. As soon as he entered, he saw a brightly lit room with a tightly closed door.

"What's going on? Has the Princess been inside the whole time and never come out?" Mu Ziyuan asked in a deep voice.

The butler thought for a moment and nodded, saying, "Yes, since the princess returned, she has been in her room and hasn't stepped out of the door even once."

Mu Zi, carrying the bowl of medicine she had just brewed, also came over. Seeing the tightly closed door, she felt a pang of anxiety: "Your Highness, what happened in here?"

"I'm not entirely sure, but let's not disturb the Princess for now."

As Mu Ziyuan spoke, he instructed the steward and the others to leave first, and then walked to the stone table in the courtyard to sit down and wait quietly.

Mu Zi was very anxious, but since his master had already said so, what else could he say? He could only take the medicine bowl to the side, put it on the table, and stand quietly to the side, keeping Mu Ziyuan company as he waited.

Time slipped away, but the door remained tightly shut.

Mu Zi finally couldn't hold back any longer. Looking at the figures inside, she couldn't help but say, "Your Highness, why don't I go in and take a look? Just in case something has happened."

"No."

"But the fruit..."

"The princess is inside as well."

Mu Zi remained silent, her heart filled with anxious anticipation.

Mu Ziyuan was anxious, but he knew very well that Chu Yingge would never lock herself in her room unless it was something important.

"Don't worry, the princess will make sure your fruit is alright."

"Yes, Your Highness." Mu Zi remained silent.

Inside the room, Chu Yingge let out a long sigh of relief, then slumped to the floor, her breathing heavy.

She is truly remarkable. Just now, she completed an operation all by herself without any external assistance.

After resting for a while, Chu Yingge packed up her surgical instruments, bandaged Guozi's wound, and changed into a clean set of clothes.

Sure enough, the wound from the insects was gone, and the bleeding stopped. The fruit seemed to know it had been saved, and its complexion became rosy, and its breathing gradually returned to normal.

After covering the fruit with a blanket, Chu Yingge straightened her clothes, picked up the tray containing the insects, and walked out of the room.

"Squeak!" The tightly closed door opened, and Mu Ziyuan suddenly stood up from his seat and walked towards Chu Yingge, with Mu Zi following closely behind.

"What happened?" Mu Ziyuan asked with concern, his eyes full of questions.