Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife – o

The crowd held their breath, not daring to breathe. Edith’s chest heaved in anger, indignant at being insulted like this—she, a dignified Country Zi royal princess!

"How dare you be so disrespectful?! You..." She raised her right hand and struck towards An Yiqing’s small face. Unexpectedly, An Yiqing did not blink or move. Suddenly, a large hand extended from the side, tightly gripping Edith’s wrist, rendering her unable to move.

Edith looked angrily to the side and saw it was Gu Yelin, and paused in surprise.

"General Gu, you should understand the seriousness of this matter! Waiting for the doctor would be the most prudent choice!" She tried to keep her tone even.

Gu Yelin gave her a cold glance, "I know my wife’s medical skills very well, no need for outsiders to interfere. If Mr. Mike encounters any trouble, I’ll take responsibility!"

"You—" Edith’s face flushed bright red.

An Yiqing had no mind to deal with this woman. She squatted down to examine Mike Stausauser’s condition and frowned.

"Your boss has a heart disease? Why didn’t he bring any medication?" An Yiqing looked up at the bodyguard and asked discontentedly.

The bodyguard felt awkward, stammering for a long time but unable to give a clear answer.

Mr. Mike’s heart condition was no secret; most people present were aware of it. It was said his heart disease was severe, and he had three surgeries just last year. Some with wider connections heard that Mike might not live much longer, and internal competition for an heir was intense within the Stausauser family.

In short, Mike fainting here today was definitely not a good thing, extremely dangerous!

Everyone was somewhat worried. If he died like this, the Stausauser family would face tremendous upheaval, possibly causing global economic changes, and their days might become difficult.

With this thought, everyone hoped An Yiqing could cure Mike. Among them, Jane Ech was most anxious. If Mike died here, the World Business Association would bear great responsibility, and the Stausauser family would surely involve them. Thinking about those days, Jane Ech felt his vision darken, almost fainting like Mike.

An Yiqing was unaware of everyone’s thoughts; she was focused entirely on Mike. This elder’s heart condition was severe, tormented by years of illness, compounded by many major surgeries, leaving his heart like a stretched rubber band, ready to break at any moment.

After a moment of contemplation, she decided to use a relatively safe method.

She quickly unfolded a white brocade package, revealing rows of silver needles and tools glistening under the crystal light. The dazzling silver needles drew everyone’s attention, and they were shocked, estimating the market value of this set of instruments.

An Yiqing swiftly drew out silver needles, quickly inserting them into Mike’s major acupuncture points. The bodyguard, seeing An Yiqing moving the needles, wanted to stop her but was stunned by the silver light dancing before him.

The girl in a red dress crouched on the ground, one hand drawing needles, the other puncturing points. Transparent silver needles shimmered and flew before her like countless silver butterflies, beautiful and dazzling.

The Western entrepreneurs present were dumbfounded, having never known Xuanjin’s ancient medicine was this beautiful, almost to be considered art! And Xuanjin’s entrepreneurs all smiled, showing a proud demeanour. See? This is their nation’s Divine Doctor! Xuanjin’s medical arts!

In just a short while, Mike was covered in silver needles. He was not undressed, and An Yiqing’s skill in puncturing points through clothing was masterful and precise.

"The patient’s condition is very severe, and his body is extremely weak. I’ve just used silver needles to control his bodily functions; next, I’ll prepare medicine. Please remain quiet and do not make any noise."

Everyone nodded repeatedly, showing cooperation.

Under An Yiqing’s indication, Zhang Yuksheng and Xing Bin brought over a table. An Yiqing took the Medicine Cauldron and some herbs from Zhang Yufeng’s package, arranging them in the Medicine Cauldron in sequence. Then she ignited the Internal Breath Flame and began refining.

Everyone exchanged glances; can just these few herbs cure heart disease? Too far-fetched!

"Humph, sheer nonsense! Just a few weeds can cure heart disease? Do they think we’re all fools?" Edith cursed under her breath.

At this moment, a sudden gasp emanated from the crowd. The person seemed overly excited and couldn’t control their voice; after gasping, they hurriedly covered their mouth. Everyone turned to look, their eyes filled with blame. But upon seeing the owner of the scream, they paused.