Everyone present knew that Yun Tianqing was about to die soon.
But even so, there was nothing they could do.
"Yes." Yuan Feijing nodded, "Now only you have the ability to give him a chance, let's get started."
A warning sound sounded on the instrument, indicating that Yun Tianqing's life had entered a countdown.
Long Qian clenched his fists and stepped forward: "Let's get started."
More than an hour later, the door of the operating room slowly opened.
Xiaoliu and others came over one after another.
"Princess, how is Young Master Tianqing's condition?" Xiao Liu asked anxiously.
"My life has been temporarily relieved. You all can go out. Qianqian said it's not suitable to keep too many people here." Xiao Hong hung up the curtain and waved her hand.
"Thank God!" Xiao Liu took a deep breath and turned around, "Let's go, everyone, get out."
After everyone left, Xiao Lei pushed the hospital bed out of the operating room, followed by Long Qian and Yuan Feijing.
"Take him to the sterile ward. No one can enter without my permission." Long Qian took off his gloves and let out a long breath.
Her first surgery was quite successful, but it was still far behind Qing'er's.
"The next two days are very important. Yuan Feijing hurriedly prepared all the medicinal materials that should be prepared, and Xiaohong assisted."
Long Qian picked up the handkerchief, casually wiped the blood on his face, turned and walked towards the ward.
"Let's all go. Brother Xiao can just stay."
"Yeah." Yuan Feijing nodded, turned and left.
Xiao Hong nodded and walked out.
The place was brightly lit all night.
People come in from time to time, and everyone stays up all night and is very busy...
"Have you all heard? Princess Qian didn't leave in the end."
"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes."
"Even Fu Jin has knelt down to beg her. How long can she be proud of her?"
"Is Xifujin kneeling to Princess Qian?"
"Yeah, didn't you see? Fujin even knelt down to Princess Qian in order to keep her, but Princess Qian was just bluffing and had no intention of leaving."
"I didn't expect Princess Qian to be such a person."
"With such a big backer as the prince, I won't leave either."
A bunch of people gathered together again and whispered.
Suddenly, a person walked in randomly.
"What is your identity, the prince? Can you rely on me if you want?"
Yuan Feijing dropped the stone in her hand and flew down from the roof.
She stared at the servant who started to speak and narrowed her eyes.
"Captain Yuan." The servant was so frightened that he immediately knelt down.
Others also took two steps back and lowered their heads: "Captain Yuan."
"Were you an accomplice in what happened yesterday?" Yuan Feijing kept her eyes locked on the same person.
The kneeling man looked up at her and shook his head.
"You villain, you don't know what Colonel Yuan is talking about? You deserve to die, villain!" He slapped himself hard.
"Villains shouldn't talk nonsense! Villains deserve to die."
"You deserve to die!" Yuan Feijing raised her eyebrows, "How dare you do things for outsiders in the mausoleum? Are you betting on your own fate, or on the mercy of the prince?"
With a "swish" sound, she drew her sword and pointed it at the man.
The man was so frightened that his eyes almost rolled down.
"The villain didn't do anything! The villain didn't do anything for other people. Captain Yuan, please calm down!"
Yuan Feijing frowned, and the distance between the tip of the sword and the man's neck was less than half an inch.
"No!" The man kept shaking his hands, "Don't kill me! I will say anything."
"The villain is just jealous of Ziyuan and went out of his way to slander Princess Qian. It really doesn't help..."
Yuan Feijing turned her wrist and sealed her throat with a sword.
The man immediately fell to the ground and died with his eyes open.
