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On the palace path shrouded in morning mist, Su Wan's soft sedan chair followed Pei Yanzhi's ebony carriage. She clutched the miniature flashlight she had brought from the Modern Laboratory, the cold metal casing pressing painfully against her palm. The flying eaves and bracketed roofs that flashed by outside contrasted absurdly with the date displayed on her Electronic Watch: March 23, 2025—time in this realm was no different from the modern world.
"The Imperial Medical Department has arrived." As Pei Yanzhi lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, Su Wan caught a faint whiff of blood on him. Today, he wore a ceremonial robe adorned with four-clawed python patterns, and the fish talisman hanging from his jade belt glimmered in the morning light.
The main hall of the Imperial Medical Department was thick with the scent of Mugwort. Seven Grand Imperial Physician's Order s stood lined up on either side, and the elder with a white beard at the front fixed his gaze on Su Wan's leather medicine pouch. "The general says this woman can treat His Majesty's 'abdominal pain'?"
Su Wan unfastened her medicine pouch and laid out a modern first aid kit, a blood glucose meter, and alcohol swabs on the sandalwood table. When she took out Povidone Iodine, a sudden crash echoed through the hall—one of the Grand Imperial Physician's Order s had knocked over a teacup.
"Demoness!" The man pointed at the brown glass bottle in her hand. "This is clearly sorcery from the Western Regions!"
" Grand Imperial Physician's Order, do not be hasty." Su Wan drew out a scalpel, its blade reflecting cold light under the candle flame. "His Majesty's condition is not due to Qi stagnation or blood stasis; it is an intestinal abscess. If we do not operate promptly to drain it..."
"Silence!" The Grand Imperial Physician's Order slammed his palm on the table. "The Essential Prescriptions from the Golden Casket states: 'An intestinal abscess presents as swelling and hardness in the lower abdomen...' It must be treated with Dahuang Mudan Decoction!"
Pei Yanzhi suddenly pressed down on Su Wan's hand holding the scalpel. The warmth from his fingertips seeped through the gauze, and only then did Su Wan notice that his thumb was wrapped in a blood-soaked bandage. "Let her try," he said, his voice like cold iron hitting the ground. "If she fails to treat him, I will take care of it myself."
The bronze incense burner in the side hall emitted curling blue smoke. The emperor lay on a sandalwood couch, beads of cold sweat soaking into his bright yellow pillow. Su Wan placed her stethoscope against his lower right abdomen; a clear rebound tenderness made her frown—indeed, it was suppurative appendicitis.
"General, bring me some alcohol." Su Wan tore open the emperor's Inner Garment garment and disinfected the area between his navel and anterior superior iliac spine with Povidone Iodine. Just as she raised her scalpel, a commotion erupted outside.
"Bold!" The Grand Imperial Physician's Order burst in with the Imperial Guards. "Anyone who dares to touch the dragon body shall be punished along with their nine clans!"
As Pei Yanzhi drew his Crossed Sword sword, Su Wan's scalpel had already sliced through skin. At that moment when blood gushed forth, the emperor cried out in pain. Calmly, Su Wan used hemostatic forceps to clamp down on the blood vessel, catching a glimpse of the general fighting ten guards single-handedly, Xuan-colored Cloak flashing amidst glimmers of steel.
"Suture... suture." Her voice trembled. As a medical student who had never operated on a living person before, she relied solely on memories from animal experiments to guide her actions. When she finally passed the last stitch through the peritoneum, silence suddenly fell outside.
Pei Yanzhi leaned against the doorframe, his left shoulder armor cracked open to reveal a bloody wound. He watched as Su Wan meticulously stitched up the wound and suddenly recalled how focused she had been last night when treating injured soldiers at the general’s residence.
"Go fetch Sheng Ji San from the Imperial Medical Department." Su Wan removed her blood-stained gloves and realized that her white coat hem was soaked with the emperor's blood. She turned to look at the Grand Imperial Physician's Order but found him staring intently at the appendiceal specimen on the surgical table.
"This..." The Grand Imperial Physician's Order trembled as he picked up the swollen piece of intestine. "The intestinal abscess... indeed lies outside of the intestines."
In the dead of night, Su Wan was led to the side hall by a young eunuch on night duty. Pei Yanzhi was changing dressings; his muscular back was covered in new and old scars. When she touched a gunshot wound beneath his left scapula, he suddenly grasped her wrist.
"Aren't you afraid?" Pei Yanzhi's voice carried suppressed pain. "If today’s surgery fails..."
"But General also protected me from those Imperial Guards," Su Wan sprinkled Yunnan Baiyao over his wound. "We are even now."
Moonlight streamed through intricately carved window panes onto their intertwined hands. Suddenly, Su Wan's Electronic Watch chimed with an hour chime; its ethereal female voice rang out clearly in the silence: "Current time is March 23, 2025, 11 PM."
Pei Yanzhi abruptly released her hand. He stared at her wristwatch and suddenly pulled out half of a Bronze Tiger Talisman from his bosom—it fit perfectly with the Chilong Pattern on her jade pendant.
"Tomorrow at Mao Time three quarters," he said as he slid the Tiger Tally across the table. "See you at Xuanwu Gate."
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