Reborn as the Crippled King's Beloved
Chapter 448 Do Your Best and Leave the Rest to Fate

Chapter 448: Chapter 448 Do Your Best and Leave the Rest to Fate

Murong Jiu took a deep breath.

She had done everything humanly possible, and now it was time to leave it to fate.

She could only gamble with the will of heaven now.

When Jun Yuyan inquired, the guards all stepped forward, willing to provide their fresh blood for Divine Doctor Miao.

There were also people from the crowd willing to let their blood for the rescue.

However, Murong Jiu did not utilize them, as she was not familiar with the health conditions of the crowd, but she knew the guards in the residence were all in good health. Her master would check the pulse of everyone in the residence whenever he had nothing to do; from the Prince to the smallest servant, all had been under the master’s hands.

Her heart was pounding with nervousness, yet she managed to stay calm and selected five guards to stay.

"The rest of you, please go out. Too many people can cause chaos, and it might lead to infection in the wound."

Opening the abdomen or chest was extremely dangerous; her master had said that many diseases exist in the world, and there are also invisible diseases in the air.

Like with colds, it was very easy to spread from person to person.

But inside the human body was a very clean state; once opened and invaded by invisible things, it could lead to inflammatory diseases. Even if the patient survives, they could still die from other complications.

But there was no other choice because they couldn’t isolate the air. All they could do was to keep the surroundings as clean as possible.

Divine Doctor Zhai used fire to heat the knife; his movements were both swift and stable.

Blood spurted out, and Divine Doctor Miao suddenly woke up.

He tightly grasped Divine Doctor Zhai’s hand.

"Brother, I’m here to save you. Cooperate with me, will you?"

"Dad, Master Uncle Zhai is saving you!" Miao Wuxie said urgently.

Divine Doctor Miao’s weak gaze swept over everyone’s faces before he fell into a deep coma again, seeming almost like a final flicker of consciousness.

Miao Wuxie’s eyes reddened as she pulled Divine Doctor Miao’s hand away and pressed down firmly to prevent him from struggling again.

"Girl, transfuse the blood!"

"Girl, get the gauze!"

"Girl, get the silver syringe!"

"Girl, get the stitching needle!"

"Wipe the sweat!"

Divine Doctor Zhai’s expression was serious, extremely focused, and he seemed to have grown ten years younger; his shoulders and back were straight, unlike the small, old man who used to stroll around with his hands behind his back.

Fortunately, the place where Divine Doctor Miao was wounded was easy to stitch, without many delicate blood vessels; otherwise, even a deity would struggle to save him.

After finishing the suture, Murong Jiu handed the prepared medicinal soup to Miao Wuxie, asking her to find a way to feed it to him.

This medicinal soup needed to be given continuously for five days, without rest.

However, the condition was that Divine Doctor Miao had to successfully awaken, or else he would not die but would become a living dead person.

They had managed to gather all of the most valuable medicines in the Capital City; if Divine Doctor Miao could wake up, there was a high chance they could save him.

"The culprit has been caught. After harsh interrogation, he confessed it was the Second Prince’s doing."

Jun Yuyan returned and reported to Murong Jiu.

Murong Jiu frowned and said, "As expected, it was the Second Prince. His leg was amputated by Divine Doctor Miao, and only he would want to put Divine Doctor Miao to death. It’s a pity we found out too late."

Jun Yuyan said, "All we can say is that he is reaping the consequences of the evil he once did. We save him, merely because he might save many more lives in the future."

"You’re right," Murong Jiu wholeheartedly agreed with his statement.

In the past, to gain wealth and status, Divine Doctor Miao had become the Emperor’s lackey, setting a poisonous snake on the Second Prince and personally amputating the Prince’s ankle. This was the karma he had sown for himself.

Saving Divine Doctor Miao was already the epitome of benevolence and righteousness on their part.

As to whether he could survive, the same old saying applied, it was up to destiny.

That night, Divine Doctor Miao’s high fever did not abate.

Because Master stayed in the Civil Medical Bureau and didn’t leave, Murong Jiu worried about his health and also stayed behind.

However, it wasn’t her turn to do much, with Miao Wuxie around, Divine Doctor Miao was well taken care of.

All she did was prepare some medicine and ensure it was simmered continuously for twenty-four hours.

After a night filled with anxious anticipation, at dawn, Divine Doctor Miao’s high fever finally subsided.

Murong Jiu dozed off briefly and upon waking, saw her master still sitting by Divine Doctor Miao’s bedside, and couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

In reality, Master did care a great deal about his fellow disciple, Divine Doctor Miao. Both had been taken in by their grandmaster at a very young age, and she believed that long ago, they had been as close as brothers, only to drift apart and turn against each other over time.

Master had no family and only her as a disciple; how could he not value kinship?

In the past, Divine Doctor Miao had acted without any scruples, committing countless misdeeds, and would stop at nothing to achieve his goals. But as he aged, he came to a sudden realization; whether it was for fame or benefit, he indeed saved many lives, fulfilling his official duties with great responsibility.

Therefore, he did have redeeming qualities.

Master didn’t say it out loud, but he was actually quite relieved in his heart.

The moment he heard that Divine Doctor Miao was in trouble, he was more anxious than anyone else.

Murong Jiu truly hoped that Divine Doctor Miao would pull through, and the two brothers could reconcile and bring more benefits to the people.

"Master, Elder Brother, you both take a break. I’ll keep vigil by the bedside of our Senior Uncle," she said.

Divine Doctor Zhai slowly stood up. Having been in the same position for too long, his legs had gone numb, and Murong Jiu quickly helped him to one side and massaged him to relieve the numbness.

Witnessing this, Miao Wuxie spoke in a gentle voice, "Master Uncle, you should rest properly. My father has passed the most critical period and will recover gradually. If anything comes up, I’ll come to you."

"No, you need to rest too. This isn’t something you can just push through in a day or two. The heart is the most vital part of the body, and there will be plenty of opportunities for you to attend to him by his bedside."

"But I want to wait until my father wakes up."

"I will call you when Senior Uncle wakes up," Murong Jiu urged.

"I will take care of Senior Uncle; you all go and rest. I often look after patients and have become experienced," she said.

A voice came from outside, belonging to Cheng Pu, who was carrying his medicine box.

He was newly married and beaming with happiness.

"Miss, you should also rest. The servant and her husband will take care of Divine Doctor Miao together."

Chun Tao had arrived as well.

Murong Jiu had given her an extended leave for her wedding, and it wasn’t time for her to return yet.

But persuading her to go back would definitely be met with refusal, and Murong Jiu smiled, patted Chun Tao’s shoulder, and told Hong Yi to go to sleep first.

Everyone needed to conserve their energy to take turns looking after the patient.

Perhaps owing to Divine Doctor Miao’s strong will to live, after being unconscious for three days, as the first light of dawn appeared, he finally opened his eyes.

The first person he saw was Divine Doctor Zhai, his junior brother.

The second look was reserved for Miao Wuxie, Murong Jiu, Jun Yuyan, and others.

"Sorry to have troubled you all."

He was still very weak, and his voice was a bit hoarse, but his throat didn’t feel uncomfortable or dry, which showed that someone had been giving him water and medicine while he was unconscious.

"It’s good that you’ve awakened; focus on healing," said Divine Doctor Zhai, letting out a long breath, standing up, and walking out.

Murong Jiu glanced at Divine Doctor Miao and followed her master out.

Once outside, she saw that the old man’s eyes were red.

"Girl, you saw an old man making a fool of himself."

Murong Jiu took out a handkerchief and gently said, "Not at all, Master. This is called being emotional."

"If he had remained thoroughly bad, I wouldn’t have bothered to claim his body when he died, but who would have thought he’d turn over a new leaf?"