CMWKSD -Chapter 123 Arrogance

Even though Military Doctors Chen and Li had been guided by Jiu Yue in suturing on pigskin before, after all, it had been agreed that they would perform the final suturing themselves.

But…

Their skills were really something Jiu Yue couldn’t bear to watch, so in the end, they didn’t get a chance to operate.

When Jiu Yue announced that she was about to start suturing, the two of them nearly wanted to press their eyes directly against Shen Zongsheng’s leg.

They watched as Jiu Yue held a pair of tweezers in each hand, each one gripping a strangely shaped hook.

At that point, their eyes almost couldn’t follow.

They saw the hook catch the skin on Shen Zongsheng’s leg, and in no time, Jiu Yue had tied a knot.

The entire time, Jiu Yue’s hands never touched Shen Zongsheng’s leg—just two tweezers and a hook.

The previously blood-soaked wound was instantly sutured.

The two of them were so excited they could barely contain themselves. Jiu Yue’s suturing technique was absolutely unparalleled.

There was simply no way they could compare.

Back when the Shen family wanted to select a few military doctors to assist in a surgery,
everyone else had hesitated when they heard it would be assisting a female doctor and operating on Shen Zongsheng’s leg.

Chen and Li had volunteered themselves.

In the military camp, they weren’t really in positions of authority, and later, two highly respected senior military doctors were assigned to accompany them to the General’s residence.

But in the end, the only ones left to perform the surgery were the two of them.

Just because of Jiu Yue’s skill, they were more than willing to serve as small apprentices under her.

With Jiu Yue, there was truly something to learn.

Finally, Jiu Yue finished the last stitch.

When she looked up, she could hear her own neck cracking.

Tsk tsk tsk. One could only imagine how remarkable modern doctors’ work truly was.

“All right, move him next door for observation.”

Chen and Li busily began arranging Shen Zongsheng’s clothes.

Once everything was in order, they had the guards carry him to the room next door.

General Shen hurried to the doorway.

This operating room was absolutely sacred to him. If Jiu Yue didn’t say someone could enter, no one dared step inside lightly.

“Doctor Jiu Yue, how did it go?”

Jiu Yue finally relaxed and smiled: “It went better than I expected. The surgery was very successful. The follow-up rehabilitation and training are on track. I think he might be able to stand within two years.”

After all, this was a young general in ancient times.

Shen Zongsheng’s physical condition was much better than Jiu Yue had anticipated, so his recovery would naturally be faster.

“Arrogant brat! Nonsense! You’re simply dreaming!”

Jiu Yue was starving, but hearing this, she looked toward the corridor and saw that old, smug-looking man sitting there.

She rolled her eyes disdainfully and raised her fist.

General Shen cried out: “Doctor Jiu Yue, no, no!”

Jiu Yue clicked her tongue impatiently. She wasn’t very talkative and usually let her hands do the work rather than waste words.

But this old man—leaning on his age and repeatedly provoking her—was simply intolerable.

Jiu Yue gritted her teeth, her facial lines hardening, and lowered her voice: “Really not allowed?”

If it weren’t for the principle, General Shen would have grabbed Jiu Yue’s hand tightly.

Fortunately, his reason prevailed, and he quietly said: “Really not. This… was… sent by someone.” Shen gestured to the sky.

Jiu Yue rolled her eyes: “Annoying!”

She ignored the old men and turned to leave: “I’m hungry. I’m going to administer Shen Zongsheng’s injection. I’ll stay with him tonight in case he develops a fever.”

General Shen nodded quickly.

Yuan Shi and the others claimed to be observing, but they were truly just there to watch. Jiu Yue didn’t care about them at all.

No respect for elders, no sense of propriety!

Completely crude, utterly unrefined!

Yuan Shi had already prepared a mouthful of words to report to the emperor.

He snorted coldly at General Shen: “Let’s go!”

General Shen shook his head helplessly. With them around, there was no way Jiu Yue would teach them anything.

Meanwhile, Jiu Yue finally administered the penicillin to Shen Zongsheng. Since this dynasty lacked technology for infusion tubes, Jiu Yue had experimented with several alternatives.

In the end, she chose a more durable option: duck intestines…

Yes, she used duck intestines as a makeshift infusion tube. There was no other choice.

At this moment, Jiu Yue envied those transmigrated women with storage spaces and systems.

They could dominate ancient times effortlessly.

Her situation? Alone, with nothing, having to figure everything out herself.

When the servants announced that the meal was ready, Jiu Yue stood but then decided to sit back down: “Bring it here.”

After all, Shen Zongsheng was her first surgical patient. She wanted to watch personally to prevent any accidents.

Chen and Li already knew what Jiu Yue was administering.

They watched in awe as the liquid traveled through the duck intestine and a very fine needle before entering the body.

They weren’t curious about the exact nature of the liquid, but Jiu Yue had no intention of hiding anything.

After performing a skin test on Shen Zongsheng’s wrist, she explained its purpose to them.

Chen and Li exchanged a glance and bowed respectfully: “Doctor Jiu Yue, your righteousness is extraordinary.”

If this penicillin was truly as effective as Jiu Yue said, it would be nothing short of a miracle for the frontier soldiers.

General Shen, hearing them call Jiu Yue “Doctor of high virtue,” felt his eyes redden.

“Is this… Doctor Jiu Yue planning to donate it?”

Jiu Yue looked up. Could she sell such a thing?

She understood the principle: a man bearing treasure is often accused of crimes. Better to donate it from the start than risk problems later.

“Let’s see how Shen Zongsheng responds to the medicine before deciding whether to donate it.”

General Shen nodded, unable not to praise: “Doctor Jiu Yue, your righteousness is admirable.”

Jiu Yue merely chuckled.

In this emperor-centric dynasty, sometimes possessing something is a greater sin than losing it.

Jiu Yue didn’t care to moralize. She was just a killer, not someone with grand ideals of reshaping the dynasty or saving the world.

Everything she did was for one purpose: to live life on her own terms.