Dongfang Huo personally stepped forward to hold down the City Lord, fixed his wrist in place, pulled up his sleeve, and revealed his swollen wrist. Yun Jinnian first took a damp cloth and wiped it carefully, slowly, with precision and seriousness.
He wiped back and forth until he saw something slowly wriggling on the wrist, then reached out for a silver needle and gently pricked it, hitting the moving object.
Yun Jinnian then took a small knife, gently made an incision in the skin, and slowly teased out something resembling a thread, placing it on the table. He poured some powder over it, letting it roll in the powder until it finally stopped moving.
Everyone gasped, and the faces of the doctors turned pale, then red.
They prided themselves on their medical skills, but in front of Yun Jinnian, they were nothing.
First, they couldn’t determine what poison the City Lord had been afflicted with, and second, they couldn’t possibly withdraw a worm from the City Lord’s wrist.
On the other hand, Yun Jinnian was now steadily stopping the City Lord’s bleeding.
"Take off the City Lord’s clothes, I need to administer acupuncture!" Yun Jinnian said calmly.
Dongfang Huo had witnessed Yun Jinnian’s movements firsthand, those slender fingers gently wiping with the cloth, attentive and meticulous.
Not daring to hesitate, he quickly proceeded, stripping off Dongfang Jingtian’s clothes to reveal his chubby upper body.
Yun Jinnian stood up, placed one hand on the City Lord’s back, and with the other hand swiftly and accurately inserted silver needles. It wasn’t long before the City Lord no longer cried out in pain, even comfortably letting out a low exclamation, "Comfortable!"
Sweat covered Yun Jinnian’s forehead.
Hemei immediately stepped forward to wipe the sweat from Yun Jinnian’s forehead. Yun Jinnian nodded slightly and continued to treat the City Lord.
"Lift the City Lord’s leg onto the stool!"
The entire left leg of the City Lord being observed was bruised and purple, the area struck by an arrow was completely rotten, revealing the blackened bones underneath.
There were even maggots on the decaying flesh.
Yun Jinnian took a deep breath, cleaned the knife in the burning knife container, then started cutting away the dead flesh, piece by piece, stroke by stroke, his small hands covered in blood, each cut precise and ruthless.
Several doctors couldn’t bear it anymore and started to vomit.
Yun Jinnian still focused on cutting until all the rotten flesh was removed. Then he changed knives and began to scrape the City Lord’s bones. He scraped a layer, sprinkled on powder, scraped another layer, sprinkled on powder.
For a time, apart from Yun Jinnian and Dongfang Huo, everyone else had vomited.
Afterward, seeing the black color leaving the City Lord’s kneecap and gradually turning red, the doctors suddenly looked on with great respect.
They no longer dared to underestimate her because she was a twelve-year-old child.
Such courage, such composure, was beyond their comparison.
Yun Jinnian’s head was already dripping with sweat, her undershirt thoroughly soaked through.
Such an intensive medical procedure required full concentration, and was made all the more challenging under the sun, which made her cheeks flush red. She simply let Hemei wipe the sweat from her forehead and continued with the bone scraping.
Not until the white of the bone showed did Yun Jinnian stop using the knife and sprinkle on the powdered medicine.
Looking up, she saw Dongfang Jingtian’s shining eyes. "How do you feel, City Lord?"
"Much better!" said Dongfang Jingtian, taking a deep breath.
Pain wasn’t frightening; what was terrifying was pain so uncontrollable that one couldn’t manage oneself.
Yun Jinnian nodded slightly, and the cooked medicinal liquid was brought over.
Several large buckets were filled with the pungent, foul-smelling medicinal liquid.
Another chorus of vomiting ensued.
This time even Dongfang Huo started retching.
For a moment, the courtyard was filled with truly bizarre scents.