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Chapter 187 Transformation
After Gu Xuan had her face cleansed, she got angry and wanted to leave, but as soon as she stepped out the door, she was stopped by two guards who drew their swords.

"How dare you stop me?!" Gu Xuan glared with her rabbit-like eyes. "Believe me or not, I'll report you to my father and have you punished!"

“We are under the command of Princess Zhaoshan and are not under the jurisdiction of Prince Xuan,” the guard with the knife said firmly. “If Miss Zhaoshan wants to punish us, she must inform the princess first.”

Gu Xuan was furious, "You!"

"The princess has ordered that the Seventh Miss must follow the Ghost Doctor's instructions while in the army. Please return to the camp, Seventh Miss."

Gu Xuan was furious and wanted to force her way in, but she didn't dare. She turned around and went back, only to see that the guards who had stopped her earlier had followed her in.

"Before the Ghost Doctor left, he instructed me to personally watch the Seventh Miss clean the filth off the male corpse."

A bolt of lightning struck, leaving Gu Xuan dizzy and disoriented. She cried and threw a tantrum, attracting the attention of the patrolling soldiers and military doctors around her.

What happened?

"I don't know. It sounds like a woman screaming and cursing. When did women start living in the military camp?"

"Could it be a family member of some soldier or general?"

There were no military prostitutes in the Northwest Army. Apart from Princess Zhaoshan, women only entered and left the military camp when their families visited each month.

“Family visits should be on the outskirts; this is deep inside the military camp,” Dr. Ge frowned. “Why does that voice sound so familiar?”

Doctor Ge walked into the Ghost Doctor's tent. "What happened?"

The guards outside the tent reported the truth.

"Why is it the Seventh Miss? Where is the Eighth Miss?" Doctor Ge frowned even more deeply.

Upon hearing that Princess Zhaoshan was going to form a female military doctor team, Doctor Ge immediately recommended Gu Fu, and Princess Zhaoshan also agreed.

Why was someone else replaced after only a few days?

When Dr. Ge lifted the tent flap, he saw Gu Xuan crying with tears streaming down her face. She was retching and using a handkerchief to clean the filth off the male corpse.

Gu Xuan turned around sharply, as if she had seen a savior, "Uncle Ge, save me!"

Doctor Ge stamped his foot, turned around, and ran to the central command tent.

Gu Xuan, feeling ignored, was even more heartbroken.

In the central command tent, King Xuan helplessly told Doctor Ge the whole story. Doctor Ge beat his chest and stamped his feet, "A wicked mother has ruined her son!"

"Your Highness, could you please try to persuade Consort Qin?" Doctor Ge asked, clinging to his last hope, "or perhaps ask Princess Zhaoshan for a solution."

King Xuan shattered his hopes, "Xuan'er has already joined the Ghost Doctor's ranks, and her name has been added to the military medical register."

Doctor Ge left with a hunched back, and fell seriously ill upon returning home. When he was out of bed again, there were less than seven days left until the Spring Banquet.

King Xuan calculated the time, put down his hoe, washed the mud off his feet, went back to his tent to change into ordinary clothes, and then went to fetch Gu Xuan.

"Your Highness!" The guards at the door bowed.

"I have come to fetch Xuan'er," the King Xuan said, raising his hand to dispense with formalities. "Is she inside the tent?"

"The Seventh Miss is currently treating the wounded with the Ghost Doctor. Please wait a moment, Your Highness."

King Xuan was somewhat surprised and stood at the entrance of the military tent, lifting the curtain to peek.

Inside the military tent, a soldier of about seventeen or eighteen years old was in so much pain that his face was flushed red and his forehead was covered in large beads of sweat.

"Hang in there a little longer," Gu Xuan comforted him as she personally cleaned his wound. "There's so much dirt on the hoe, you have to clean it thoroughly, otherwise the wound will definitely get infected."

The soldier gritted his teeth and nodded. He understood; Dr. Ge had explained it to him in the first aid knowledge class held every ten days. But, "Why can't I smell alcohol?"

“This is saline solution, not alcohol, so it doesn’t smell like alcohol,” Gu Xuan explained. “Your wound isn’t deep, so you don’t need to stitch it up. Just apply some hemostatic medicine and let it heal naturally.” The soldier was anxious. “How can that be? I still need to lead my brothers to farm.”

Gu Xuan looked at him with disdain, "If you're going to chop your own leg with a hoe, you should be thanking your own brothers for not making things worse."

The soldier blushed deeply after being spoken to.

"Sir, the wound has been cleaned," Gu Xuan said to the Ghost Doctor beside her.

The Ghost Doctor nodded and was about to sprinkle the freshly ground medicine powder onto his leg.

The soldier hurriedly said, "Puppet Doctor, please stitch me up."

The Ghost Doctor rolled his eyes. "Didn't you hear what I just said?"

"I heard you," Xiaobing said firmly, sitting on the hospital bed and raising his hand in a salute. "I insisted on coming to you for treatment because I wanted stitches, so that I could recover faster. Please make an exception."

The Ghost Doctor thought this soldier was sick. Suturing without anesthetic would be extremely painful, and no one would be willing to attempt it unless it was absolutely necessary.

The border region has been stable during this period, and no one in the army has been seriously injured. The Ghost Doctor Kong has taught Gu Xuan a lot of knowledge, but she can't put it into practice. Now that a fool has offered himself up, how can she miss it?

“Alright, since you insist, I will grant your wish,” the Ghost Doctor stroked his beard. “Little Seven, go prepare the suturing tools.”

Gu Xuan glared resentfully at the soldier on the hospital bed, then deftly returned with the suturing tools.

The Ghost Doctor put on special medical gloves, skillfully threaded the catgut into the suture needle, took a deep breath while holding the needle holder in his right hand, and then decisively plunged the suture needle into the flesh of the soldier's left calf.

The soldier gasped in shock.

Gu Xuan quickly stuffed a wooden stick into his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue and to stop him from screaming.

Although she had heard a lot from the Ghost Doctor, the shock of witnessing it firsthand was still immense. Gu Xuan swallowed a few times, suppressing the urge to scream and gag, and stood motionless to the side, listening to the Ghost Doctor's commands.

King Xuan, who was secretly watching, opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Seeing Gu Xuan, a woman, in such a state, the soldier felt even more embarrassed to wail and could only grit his teeth and endure it, with the veins on his face and neck bulging.

The wound wasn't long or deep, and it was finished after only a few stitches. The Ghost Doctor cut the sutures and looked at his work with satisfaction.

Gu Xuan silently took care of the aftermath, saying, "Remember to disinfect the wound morning and night for the next few days. Come back in five days to have the stitches removed. If the wound shows signs of suppuration, tell me immediately."

The soldier nodded, his face pale.

Gu Xuan went out to call for someone, but bumped into Prince Xuan. "Why is Father here?"

Before King Xuan could answer, Gu Xuan bypassed him and said, "I will go and have someone carry that soldier back first, and then I will speak with Father later."

"Oh, okay," King Xuan said, somewhat bewildered.

The stretcher team, dressed in white coats, arrived quickly. Gu Xuan directed the soldiers to be carried up, and only after they had gone far away did she stand behind the Ghost Doctor to listen to the two talking.

King Xuan's expression was complex. He hadn't expected that his daughter, who used to be so delicate that she couldn't even tolerate a speck of dust on her clothes, could now calmly treat the wounded. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she had undergone a complete transformation.

As expected, the princess was right.

Ignoring Gu Xuan's countless cries, pleas, and despair during this time, King Xuan was as excited as any father who sees his child grow up and transform. He held the Ghost Doctor's hand, trembling, with tears streaming down his face.

The Ghost Doctor withdrew his hand. "What brings Your Highness here?"

King Xuan asked for leave on behalf of his daughter, saying, "The Spring Banquet is approaching, and I need to take Xuan'er back to Lanzhou for the banquet."

The Ghost Doctor twitched his beard.

King Xuan added, "Zhao Zhao instructed me to do this."

The Ghost Doctor's spiky mustache fell, leaving Gu Xuan with a mountain of homework, before shooing the father and daughter away like flies.