Ye Shishi had absolute faith in Shen Lang's medical skills; he was the first person she thought of in her moment of need.
Upon hearing Ye Shishi's words, Yu Xiao and Yu Fei suddenly understood. Yu Fei went to get bandages for Ye Shishi, while Yu Xiao rushed to Shen Lang's room to fetch him.
When Yu Xiao entered, Shen Lang was not asleep but meditating on his bed.
Seeing Yu Xiao's urgent demeanor, Shen Lang immediately reabsorbed the qi he was circulating into his dantian and asked gently, "Xiao Xiao, is something wrong?"
"Brother Shen, something's happened. Sister Shishi's leg was cut by a knife, and she's bleeding a lot. Please go take a look quickly," Yu Xiao said, looking anxious.
"What?"
Hearing Yu Xiao's words, Shen Lang leaped off the bed and rushed out of the room, heading for the kitchen.
Upon hearing the full story of Ye Shishi's injury and seeing the broken knife on the ground, Shen Lang was dumbfounded. In this day and age, one couldn't even use a cleaver to tenderize fish anymore?
Damn profiteers, they're getting more and more unscrupulous.
"Whoosh—"
Seeing Ye Shishi's calf gushing blood, Shen Lang didn't hesitate. A Taiyi Divine Needle appeared in his hand and shot out, precisely landing on Ye Shishi's calf.
As the Taiyi Divine Needle pierced Ye Shishi's calf, the blood flow immediately stopped. Shen Lang stepped forward, scooped Ye Shishi into his arms, and walked straight out of the kitchen.
Outside the kitchen, Shen Lang gently placed Ye Shishi on the sofa. By then, Yu Fei had returned with a bandage.
"Xiao Fei, go fetch a basin of clean water," Shen Lang said to Yu Fei with a smile as he took the bandage.
"Okay, Brother Shen, I'll go prepare it right away," Yu Fei replied, nodding before turning to get the water.
"Shen Lang, will this leave a particularly ugly scar?" Ye Shishi frowned, looking at the long, deep wound on her calf. "I don't want a scar. I still want to wear skirts and qipaos in the future."
"Shen Lang, I don't care what methods you use, but you absolutely cannot leave a scar, or we're not done," Ye Shishi declared. Her leg was smooth, fair, and shapely; a scar would be like a crack on a jade disk, something she could not accept.
Hearing Ye Shishi's words, Shen Lang was somewhat speechless. "Missy, I'm treating you for free, and you're still making so many demands. Isn't this considered medical malpractice?"
"I don't care. In any case, you'll handle it. If I'm left with a scar, I won't forgive you." Women sometimes couldn't be reasoned with, especially when they didn't want to be. Ye Shishi's sole concern at the moment was not leaving a scar, and nothing else mattered. Shen Lang's words were useless.
"Alright, Missy, I'm scared of you," Shen Lang sighed. Knowing Ye Shishi was simply throwing a tantrum, he didn't argue. After Yu Fei brought a basin of water and a fresh towel, Shen Lang began to clean Ye Shishi's wound, washing away the blood.
Once Ye Shishi's wound was clean, Shen Lang took out a white bottle from his pocket and sprinkled some white powder onto her wound.
"Shen Lang, what is this?" Ye Shishi asked curiously, watching the white powder fall onto her wound.
"It's a medicinal powder I refined myself, specifically for treating external wounds. No matter how severe the injury, as long as this powder is applied, the wound will heal completely within an hour, leaving absolutely no scar."
"What?" Ye Shishi exclaimed in disbelief. "Shen Lang, you're not fooling me, are you? Such a miraculous medicine actually exists?" In all her years, Ye Shishi had never heard of a medicine for external wounds that could heal completely within an hour without leaving a scar.
"Of course, it's real. If you don't believe me, you'll know in an hour," Shen Lang replied. After applying the powder, he wrapped Ye Shishi's wound with the gauze and carried away the basin of bloody water.
"Hmph, I'll believe you this time, but I'm eager to see if it's as effective as you say." Although Ye Shishi found Shen Lang's words a bit exaggerated, she had to admit that after the white powder was applied, her wound felt no pain at all. It was cool and comfortable, making her feel as if she hadn't been injured.
"No way, Ye Shishi, you believe that?" Tang Wan'er had been sitting aside since Ye Shishi's injury and hadn't said a word. Disliking Ye Shishi, she was content to see her suffer, so she hadn't offered help even though she knew how to treat wounds. However, Tang Wan'er was surprised that Shen Lang not only possessed profound martial arts but also medical knowledge. A single small golden needle had instantly stopped the blood from Ye Shishi's profusely bleeding calf. This bastard was truly a prodigy. It was no wonder Tang Zixuan and Nalan Wushuang had all fallen victim to him. Such a person could not be allowed to live any longer, or he would eventually become a major threat to the Tang Sect. Tang Wan'er swore that if she found an opportunity, she would take Shen Lang's life. Yet, despite her shock at Shen Lang's medical skills, Tang Wan'er was dismissive of his claims. The best hemostatic medicine on the market was the Tang Sect's Seven-Day Muscle Regeneration Paste. Even for severe injuries, it would cause the wound to scab over. However, even the Seven-Day Muscle Regeneration Paste couldn't guarantee that no scar would be left after healing. Therefore, Tang Wan'er believed Shen Lang was deceiving Ye Shishi, treating her like a fool.
"You don't believe Shen Lang?" Although Ye Shishi verbally stated she would tentatively believe Shen Lang, in her heart, she trusted him implicitly. She had known Shen Lang for a long time and knew he was a very reliable person who rarely joked about such matters. She might playfully feign disbelief, but Tang Wan'er, who was she to doubt Shen Lang? Enraged, Ye Shishi spoke to Tang Wan'er, "If you don't believe it, how about a bet?"
"A bet on what?" Tang Wan'er asked with a smile.
Ye Shishi let out a cold snort. "Let's bet on whether Shen Lang's words are true, whether this white powder has the miraculous effect he claims." If, as he said, my wound heals completely without a scar in an hour, I win. Otherwise, I lose."
"What's the stake?" Tang Wan'er asked, a playful smile on her face, mentally cursing the woman for her foolishness.
Ye Shishi raised one finger. "Ten billion. Do you dare?"