Finishing the Operation, If He Dies Don’t Blame My Medical Skill

Although Prince Rowan Dongling and the other princes were at odds with the Crown Prince, their internal strife was set aside in the face of external threats. When it came to outsiders, the princes of Eastlyn always stood united, never allowing the imperial family's dignity to be tarnished...

“City Lord of Night City, we haven’t even held you accountable for Young City Lord Reid leading the giant python into the Imperial Menagerie, and now you’re blaming us instead? Do you really think that just because you’re the lord of a city, you can run wild in Eastlyn as you please?”

You can lose anything except your dignity. For the City Lord to shout about killing and beating Serena Feng right in front of them was simply too much—he was completely disregarding their presence.

Even a dog’s owner must be respected before you beat the dog—let alone a person. No matter what, Serena Feng was still the daughter of the Loyal Marquis, personally appointed by the Emperor. She was not someone the City Lord of Night City could beat or kill at will.

“Fine, fine. The Crown Prince and princes of Eastlyn certainly have a way with words. My son was attacked in your imperial palace, and you’re shifting the blame onto him. Su Wan’s face was destroyed by one of your noblewomen, and instead of catching the culprit, you accuse us of being disrespectful.

You people from Eastlyn are too much. As for what happened at the Imperial Menagerie, I don’t know the details, so I won’t comment. But after seeing today’s events, I understand now—Eastlyn’s greatest skill is shirking responsibility. Serena Feng injured someone right in front of me; the evidence and witnesses are all here, and yet you still side with her. The Crown Prince and princes of Eastlyn—I’ve truly seen your abilities today.” The City Lord of Night City was furious, never expecting to become the target of joint attack by the Crown Prince and princes.

Su Wan was on the verge of panic. Seeing both sides locked in endless argument, she anxiously tugged at the City Lord’s sleeve: “Uncle, my face hurts so much. Uncle, can I go see a doctor first? I don’t want to become ugly.”

“Quick, help Miss Su Wan go find a doctor.” The City Lord of Night City immediately broke off eye contact with the princes, turning his concern toward her.

Servants supported Su Wan as she walked out, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed she’d been overthinking it—Serena Feng apparently didn’t know anything. But after just three steps, she was blocked by someone...

"Dominic Zhai, block Su Wan. Don’t let her leave, and don’t let anyone else leave either." Serena Feng didn’t even look up, simply issuing the order as Su Wan tried to slip away.

If she could multitask with three things at once, then handling two was certainly easy—she just didn’t bother most of the time.

Dominic Zhai had no idea what Serena Feng was planning, but he would absolutely obey her orders without question.

Ahem, Prince Nolan had already instructed him in advance—inside Tranquil Autumn Garden, Dominic Zhai was to follow Serena Feng’s arrangements. If Serena ordered him to kill the Crown Prince, he couldn’t go after Prince Rowan instead.

"Miss Su Wan, stop right there." Dominic Zhai slammed the door shut with a loud bang, blocking the exit.

"Move aside." Su Wan shot a look at the servants. They stepped forward, but Dominic Zhai didn’t budge—he knocked them down with a single punch, making it clear no one was getting past him.

With her servants unable to help, Su Wan had no choice but to act herself: "Serena Feng, you’ve gone too far! You’ve already ruined my face—what more do you want? Haven’t you hurt me enough?"

Tears and blood streaked her face, making Su Wan look utterly miserable. Combined with her accusations, it was easy for others to believe Serena Feng was bullying her with power.

"Serena Feng, don’t think that just because this is Eastlyn and you have the Crown Prince and princes backing you, I can’t do anything to you. You were in the wrong first—no matter where this goes, you’ll be the one at fault." The City Lord of Night City was furious and tried to get Dominic Zhai to move aside, but Dominic refused. As the City Lord was about to use force, Victor Yun stood up and blocked him: "City Lord, if I were you, I wouldn’t act rashly."

It was both advice and a warning.

"Victor Yun, are you helping her too?" The City Lord of Night City couldn’t believe it—Victor Yun, who always kept to himself and never cared about anyone else’s fate, was actually stepping in again and again to help Serena Feng.

Had the Young clan really fallen so low? To oppose him over a powerless orphan girl with nothing but a little medical skill?

"City Lord, I’m not helping Serena Feng—I’m helping you. This is Eastlyn. In other words, if you die here, Night City won’t be able to do anything to Eastlyn. At most, you’ll kill a few foot soldiers to vent your anger."

"So what? Do you think I’m afraid?" The Emperor of Eastlyn’s dignity could not be insulted, but neither could the City Lord of Night City’s pride be trampled. He shouted loudly, "Men!"

Swish—blades rang out, and with a thud, the guards of Tranquil Autumn Garden burst through the door, their broadswords pointed at the Crown Prince, Prince Rowan, and the others inside. One word from the City Lord, and they’d attack. The scene looked almost like a palace coup.

Yet the Crown Prince and the other princes didn’t look the least bit nervous. They were royalty—surely the City Lord didn’t think they’d come to heavily guarded Tranquil Autumn Garden without bringing their own men?

The City Lord’s soldiers weren’t the only ones present—their own bodyguards were no pushovers. It was just that they didn’t bother to get involved.

Seeing this, Su Wan became even more anxious. She hadn’t expected things to escalate so far. She tried once again to sneak away, but Dominic Zhai, following Serena Feng’s orders to the letter, kept her under close watch—even surrounded, he never let her out of his sight.

"Uncle, Serena Feng is trying to ruin me." With no other choice, Su Wan turned to the City Lord for help.

The City Lord was already in a predicament—he’d called the guards in a fit of anger, but if it came to a real fight, he’d be at a disadvantage. Seeing Su Wan’s tearful plea, he seized the chance to back down.

"Crown Prince, Your Highnesses, may I ask that you allow my niece to leave and receive treatment?" Whether they called for a doctor or simply let Su Wan go to heal didn’t matter—the real issue was face. If Su Wan left smoothly, it meant the City Lord had the upper hand and the princes had backed down.

The Crown Prince didn’t want a fight either. He and Prince Rowan knew their father was trying to win Night City’s favor, so letting Su Wan leave would help ease tensions. Just as the Crown Prince was about to nod, Serena Feng spoke up first: "Your Highness, Su Wan cannot leave."

Serena Feng expertly tied off a surgical knot, handed the finishing work to Simon Sun, then removed her gloves and mask and walked over to Dominic Zhai, positioning herself in front of Su Wan.

"Serena Feng, how is my son?" Seeing Serena Feng here, the City Lord of Night City anxiously asked.

Serena Feng was a principled and responsible person—she would never abandon a patient mid-surgery. The City Lord figured his son must be safe now.

"Rest assured, City Lord. Serena is a conscientious doctor. Since she agreed to treat the Young City Lord, she’ll do her utmost. For now, Young City Lord won’t die, but as for the future, Serena can’t make any promises." Serena Feng made no effort to hide her contempt for the City Lord.

What a disgraceful old man—he knew she was responsible and wouldn’t harm Reid Yale, yet before his son had even recovered, he’d already threatened her with violence. He really had no conscience. From now on, she’d never take another patient with the surname Ye.

Like father, like son. Reid Yale was bad enough, but the City Lord was even worse.

It wasn’t that she was being stubborn, ignoring her duties as a doctor or the patient’s pain—it was just too disheartening. Doctors were human too. If she encountered her own enemy on the operating table, she’d have no choice but to save him, but if she could choose, she’d never take that patient…

"Serena Feng, what’s that supposed to mean?" The City Lord thought Serena was threatening him and barked out a harsh retort.

"I mean exactly what I said. Don’t overthink it, City Lord. You and your son are petty men, but I, Serena Feng, am not. Since I agreed to treat the Young City Lord, I won’t leave anything unfinished. If you don’t understand my words, you can ask Miss Su Wan—I’m sure she’ll get it." Serena Feng pointed coldly at Su Wan’s nose, her gaze icy...

Today, she would not let Su Wan off the hook!