The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

Shortly after dawn the next day, Yun Mujiu got up and washed.

She looked out the window. The sky was a deep blue, with few, high, thin and light clouds, which meant that the weather today was excellent.

Afterwards, Yun Mujiu carried the medicine box, and Wei Bai led some personal guards to take away several large wooden boxes that were tightly sealed.

The wooden box contained the surgical tools that Yun Mujiu had prepared last night.

Yun Mujiu arrived at the door of the operating room made of a wooden house and ordered her personal guards to put down the wooden box. Then she, Wei Bai, and Du Ziheng worked together to move all the things to the outside of the operating room.

The carpenters in Yefu had great skills, and they built a perfect operating room according to the drawings given by Yun Mujiu.

Yun Mujiu stood in the courtyard, looking up and down at the wooden house, and exclaimed: "The wooden house that was built is in line with my expectations and meets all the strict requirements for serving as an operating room."

The wooden house is made of royal red sandalwood, which is oily and dense, and is considered the best wood. Even the current emperor does not have much red sandalwood in stock.

Red sandalwood is produced in the southern rainforest area of ​​Zhongyue Kingdom. The output is scarce, but the quality is superior, so there is a large amount of red sandalwood stored in the Yefu warehouse.

Ye Xiaohan arrived at the scene in a wheelchair pushed by a personal guard. When he saw the serious scene in front of him, his heart suddenly tightened.

He had waited for this moment for a long time. He still had many things to do and could not just let his legs remain disabled.

In addition, his legs were unable to stand, so he couldn't even take a simple walk with Yun Mujiu, nor could he stay by Yun Mujiu's side, which was really inconvenient.

His self-esteem, his pride, and his self-confidence would not allow him to spend his whole life confined to a wheelchair.

Yun Mujiu took a step forward and curled his lips: "Is Your Majesty ready?" Ye Xiaohan must have been looking forward to this moment for a long time, right? Ye Xiaohan had been patient for a long time for the sake of his great cause, but there was still no expression on his face.

"Yeah." Ye Xiaohan's eyes were indifferent, yet with a hint of tenacity.

Before Yun Mujiu arrived, Doctor Fu had his men disinfect the operating room twice according to Yun Mujiu's advance instructions, making it spotless inside and out.

Yun Mujiu stepped forward to check Ye Xiaohan's pulse, and then massaged the muscles of Ye Xiaohan's legs. After confirming that Ye Xiaohan was in good physical condition, she said solemnly, "Your Highness, let's begin."

Yun Mujiu pushed Ye Xiaohan into the operating room first, and then settled Ye Xiaohan at the outer door. "My Lord, I will change my clothes first. Please wait here for a while."

Ye Xiaohan nodded, pressed the button on the wheelchair and turned around, facing away from Yun Mujiu.

Yun Mujiu went to the side, closed the curtain, opened the medicine box, and disinfected his hands with alcohol. He then took out a set of items from the medicine box and quickly changed his clothes.

When she heard the subtle sound of the curtain being opened and the sound of Yun Mujiu's footsteps, "Your Highness, I'm done."

Ye Xiaohan turned around and saw Yun Mujiu wearing a light blue robe, with her jet-black hair wrapped in a white hat.

Yun Mujiu wore a blue mask that covered most of her face, leaving only a pair of bright and clear eyes exposed.

When Ye Xiaohan looked down again, he saw that Yun Mujiu was wearing a pair of unique blue shoes, which were not like the regular shoes of Zhongyue Kingdom.

Yun Mujiu said, "To ensure the surgical environment is sterile and clean, I have to wear this." She pointed to the mask on her face and said, "This is called a mask."

Ye Xiaohan nodded to show that he understood.

Afterwards, Yun Mujiu let Du Ziheng and Doctor Fu in, and she stood beside Ye Xiaohan.

Du Ziheng and Doctor Fu went behind the curtain and soon came out after changing their clothes like Yun Mujiu.

Four people entered the operating room and worked together to help Ye Xiaohan onto the operating table.

Yun Mujiu opened several wooden boxes, took out various surgical tools, and listed them one by one.

Ye Xiaohan lay on the operating table, quietly watching Yun Mujiu busying around. His eyes were deep and complex, with curiosity, scrutiny, contemplation, and a hint of expectation.

Yun Mujiu was almost ready and returned to Ye Xiaohan.

"Your Highness, I drew your blood before to detoxify you, and also did some tests, and found out that you have type O blood. During the operation, you will lose blood. Can I give you a blood transfusion?"

She continued to explain: "A blood transfusion is when someone else's blood is injected into your body. I have the same blood type as you, but I have to undergo a long operation and I'm afraid I can't give you my blood for the time being."

Ye Xiaohan listened to Yun Mujiu's detailed explanation. Except for the term "O blood type", which he didn't quite understand, he understood all the other medical knowledge that Yun Mujiu mentioned.

He immediately refused: "No, it's just a little blood loss, I'll be fine."

He had fought on the battlefield and against the enemy countless times, and losing a lot of blood was just a small problem.

Yun Mujiu nodded and stopped insisting. Ye Xiaohan's martial arts skills were superb, and ordinary blood loss would not cause any problems.

Yun Mujiu supported Ye Xiaohan's body with one hand and adjusted the height of the operating table with the other hand.

She looked at Ye Xiaohan steadily and said softly, "Xiaoxiao, just relax and sleep for a while. I will give you anesthesia, don't worry, the anesthesia effect will wear off after the operation, and you will be able to recover as usual."

Ye Xiaohan said "hmm", and the next second Yun Mujiu picked up the infusion pump and injected anesthetic directly into Ye Xiaohan's body.

Ye Xiaohan's eyebrows slightly frowned, but soon they relaxed again. He looked at Yun Mujiu, who also looked at Ye Xiaohan with his big eyes.

Yun Mujiu knew that Ye Xiaohan had a strong mental state and would not be afraid of surgery. However, Yun Mujiu still focused on caring about Ye Xiaohan's emotions at this time. This was her usual emotional care for patients as a doctor. At the same time, she also had a genuine love and care for Ye Xiaohan.

Yun Mujiu's eyes were as calm as still water, without the slightest ripples, making people feel peaceful and tranquil when they saw them.

Soon, Ye Xiaohan lowered his eyebrows and his calm eyes became a little blurred.

"Your Highness, I am going to continue to give you anesthesia."

Yun Mujiu knew that the anesthesia was taking effect, so she immediately intubated Ye Xiaohan and connected him to a ventilator. In the following time, Ye Xiaohan would maintain anesthesia by inhaling the anesthetic in the ventilator.

After a series of operations, Yun Mujiu successfully performed a combined anesthesia technique on Ye Xiaohan.

Before Ye Xiaohan lost his last consciousness, he stared at Yun Mujiu.

Yun Mujiu blinked and gave a look that said "I'm here".

Ye Xiaohan felt that Yun Mujiu was treating him like a child. Just when he felt a little helpless, he fell into a deep sleep the next moment.

Although they had already received pre-job training, Du Ziheng and Doctor Fu were still amazed by what they saw.

Yun Mujiu's series of movements and the various instruments and tools placed in front of him really opened the eyes of Du Ziheng and Doctor Fu.

As soon as Yun Mujiu turned around, he saw the excited looks of Du Ziheng and Doctor Fu.

Doctor Fu couldn't help but ask, "Princess, are these instruments and tools also left to you by your master?"