Humans are truly peculiar creatures.
Ye Lu walked up to the infirmary in the mansion, and saw brightly lit room with several injured men lying on the beds.
And Qingchi seemed like a different person.
She efficiently prepared medications and various surgical tools, staying calm and collected despite facing so many injured men, methodically performing each step.
She injected local anesthesia, then picked up the surgical knife gleaming with a cold light. With a skilled hand, she dug a bullet out of one man's shoulder, her cuts fast and decisive without a trace of trembling. Then she stopped the bleeding and applied the medication, each step carefully yet swiftly executed.
Her professionalism was unexpectedly strong.
Ye Lu had to admire her. Honestly, the sight of these bloody wounds filled him with dread and repulsion, but this girl was quite brave.