Exile? A mad, wicked woman empties the national treasury to escape famine.

He was filled with doubt, but he dared not relax. He went straight to the carriage and stood guard at the door, not letting anyone get close to the carriage.

He probably understood what the prince meant; those things must have appeared to be extraordinary, and the prince likely didn't want others to know about them.

Is their princess really a goddess?

Time passed second by second, and Ji Yunshu remained in the same position, while her mind retrieved the blood test report in the space.

She had just received the report when she felt Lingyun under her command move. She quickly withdrew her thoughts and left the space.

She looked up and saw that Lingyun had slowly woken up, her hand still covering Lingyun's head.

Lingyun was lying down and didn't notice its surroundings. When it saw Ji Yunshu covering her head, it struggled to sit up.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness, what are you doing here? I..."

"Don't move." Before Ling Yun could finish speaking, Ji Yunshu covered his eyes.

Ling Yun was barely alive, yet he woke up so quickly.

Did I hit him too hard and wake Ling Yun up in pain?

Thinking this, Ji Yunshu reached for the medicine box she had just taken out with her other hand, took out an anesthetic injection, and was about to inject it into Ling Yun when she suddenly saw a shadow flash past her.

"Bang!"

Xie Moyao delivered a chop to the back of Ling Yun's neck, knocking him unconscious instantly.

Xie Moyao's injuries had long since healed, and his leg injury was almost fully recovered. He had practiced martial arts for many years, and his strength was very great. He had just used all his strength, and Ling Yun's small body could not withstand such a palm strike.

Poor Lingyun, before he could even finish speaking, fainted and lay stiffly in the carriage.

Ji Yunshu was a little stunned. If she could not still see Ling Yun's chest rising and falling slightly, she would have suspected that Xie Moyao had killed him with a single palm strike!

Her eyes twitched. She had only heard that Xie Moyao was good to the common people, but she didn't expect him to be so ruthless.

"You don't need to be so rough. His strength is not what it used to be."

Ling Yun has lost so much blood that he's barely alive.

Xie Moyao didn't even look up, continuing to flip through the book in his hands, and said indifferently,

"If you don't go a little harder, what if he doesn't pass out? How are you going to explain the scene inside the carriage to him? You're lucky you didn't gouge his eyes out."

After hearing this, Ji Yunshu didn't say anything more. She just looked at the unconscious Ling Yun and silently shed a tear of sympathy.

Xie Moyao used to look weak and frail, but I never expected him to be so strong after his leg and injuries healed. Luckily, Ling Yun hadn't offended him before, otherwise, Xie Moyao would probably have sent him straight to the underworld.

Just as she was thinking this, a beeping sound came from her mind. She entered her space with her mind and took out the blood test report, which showed Ling Yun's blood type. She put the report on the ground and went to the blood bank in the medical building to get several bags of blood.

Take out the IV tubing, insert one end into the blood bag, and the other end into Ling Yun's hand. Turn on the IV, allowing the blood to slowly flow into Ling Yun's body.

After doing all this, she put Lingyun aside. Worried that Lingyun might wake up in the middle, she injected Lingyun with some more anesthetic.

After doing all that, she gathered up everything on the ground and put it into the medical waste bins in the medical building.

Xie Moyao kept his head down, but his eyes were fixed on Ji Yunshu's movements. Watching the bag of red, blood-like substance flowing into Ling Yun's body, he couldn't hold back any longer.

He pointed to the bag of red things, like a curious child.

"Wife, what is this?"

After putting the items back into her spatial storage, Ji Yunshu got up, sat on the edge of the bed, looked in the direction Xie Moyao was pointing, and said calmly,

"Uh, this is blood. The blood in each of our bodies is different. Lingyun has lost too much blood, which means that more than half of the blood in his body has been lost. If he is not given a blood transfusion, he may die."

So I got him blood of the correct type and transfused it into his body to replenish the blood he had lost. In short, I wanted to prevent him from bleeding to death.

"There's such a miraculous thing that can transfer someone else's blood into your own body? I've never heard of such a method before. Where did you learn it?"

Xie Moyao was truly astonished. This method was simply too novel. A thread-like object could actually transfer someone else's blood into one's own body.

Thinking back to when they were fighting, how many people died from excessive blood loss? If this method were available, wouldn't all those soldiers who lost too much blood be able to survive?

"Yes, that's what I learned in that space. There are many medical books in there. The surgery I performed for you was also something I learned there, only the procedure was different."

This method is much more effective at treating external injuries than you can slowly take medicine yourself.

Look at your foot; it's only been a few days, and it's already more than half healed.

Xie Moyao suddenly realized, yes, his leg injury was so severe, but in just a few days it had already healed by more than half.

In this light, it doesn't seem so surprising that someone else's blood is being transferred into one's own body.

It would be great if this method could be passed down to future generations.

"Honey, could you teach me this method sometime? If I could learn it, I could help out when I encounter someone who has lost too much blood."

He wondered if his wife was willing to share her amazing medical skills, or even if she was allowed to. After all, he knew that some people's medical skills were not to be shared.

Ji Yunshu was taken aback, not expecting Xie Moyao to want to learn. She smiled and nodded, readily agreeing.

"Okay, that's not difficult. If you want to learn, I'll teach you. But I've made a deal: after you recover, you have to teach me kung fu too. Then you teach me kung fu, and I'll teach you medicine. We can take turns, how about that?"

Although she could use many means of transportation to get around, she also wanted to experience the feeling of scaling walls and leaping across rooftops, just like in the movies.

Her bright and radiant smile made Xie Moyao feel as if the whole world had been illuminated.

"Alright, it's settled then. Once I'm better, I'll teach you martial arts, and you'll teach me medicine. What do you want to learn? I'll teach you all my skills."

Ji Yunshu seemed to be thinking, "Well, I haven't decided what to learn yet, but what I want to learn most is light-body skills. I want to experience the feeling of flying in the sky."

It wasn't with the help of external forces, it wasn't by airplane, it wasn't by wires, it was just like a bird flying in the sky!

In modern times, she longed for it immensely.