White knife in, red knife out—not even a blink.
Serena Feng made no effort to hide from General Warren Yu.
Since they were friends, some things could be shared with him...
Pa—
A blood-smeared bullet was dug out. Serena Feng took out a pure white handkerchief and wiped off the blood.
General Warren Yu's mouth formed an O shape.
This woman was just too fierce.
"Serena Feng, you..."
Isn't this disgusting?
Are you even a woman?
No wonder Ninth Royal Uncle refuses to marry this woman. With someone this fierce, who would dare bring her home? What if she stabbed you in your sleep?
Just thinking about it made General Warren Yu's scalp tingle.
"Pfft..." Serena Feng drove the knife in, looked up at General Warren Yu, and smiled: "General Yu, what do you want to know? I'd be happy to tell you."
She didn't even look, just moved her hand to gouge out the bullet.
With a clang, the bullet popped out.
General Warren Yu stepped back, as if he no longer recognized Serena Feng.
Ninth Royal Uncle really does have unique taste!
A woman like this—he couldn't afford to mess with her.
General Warren Yu tossed the torch to a nearby soldier and turned to leave.
...
For these three days, everyone except Serena Feng, who remained calm as ever, was on edge—worried about William Wang Jinling's eyes and afraid of unexpected disaster.
A death in this imperial city is hardly a big deal.
Every day, people came to Feng Manor for news, but inside, General Warren Yu guarded it like an iron bucket—impenetrable to water or even a needle.
The Empress was so furious she nearly coughed up blood.
Only now did she realize she'd been played by Ninth Royal Uncle. She ran to the Emperor to complain, but instead of gaining anything, she let Ninth Royal Uncle use the opportunity to have General Warren Yu 'monitor' Serena Feng—protection in disguise.
The situation was beyond what the Empress had expected. For days, the palace maids didn't dare make a sound, afraid of being punished for the slightest mistake.
When Adrian Dongling arrived, the palace maids rushed over, ten times more enthusiastic than usual.
"Your Highness, you've finally come."
"Your Highness..."
The maids looked at him as if he'd come to save them.
Adrian Dongling waved his hand, signaling the maids to withdraw. His handsome face showed a trace of exhaustion.
He couldn't help it—his mother and sister were both a headache.
Scheming is one thing, but if you don't clean up the evidence and let the other side grab hold of it, that's trouble.
Thinking of the evidence Ninth Royal Uncle handed him, Adrian Dongling felt a deep sense of helplessness.
If his father, the Emperor, found out about his mother and sister...
Adrian Dongling sighed, heading into the inner palace to talk with his mother. Some people just aren't worth the effort—it's a waste.
...
Under Serena Feng's cold, professional care and the attentive nursing of the Wang family maids, William Wang Jinling recovered well after surgery.
Today, at last, the bandages could be removed.
Although Serena Feng had repeatedly assured them that William Wang Jinling would definitely see again, still...
To William Wang Jinling, Serena Feng was his savior.
"That's good, that's good," Lord Wang nodded, pacing around the room and muttering to himself.
Everyone was already tense, and his pacing made them even more nervous. William Wang Jinling could even hear his own pounding heartbeat.
After witnessing Serena Feng's bloody bullet extraction, General Warren Yu had become convinced of her skill. He was the calmest in the room, leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, resting.
Lord Wang grew more anxious. Serena Feng always arrived at the same time each day. Seeing it was nearly time and she hadn't come yet, he ordered, "Caleb, go see why Miss Feng isn't here yet."
Lord Wang was increasingly polite to Serena Feng.
"Alright, I'll go check." Caleb Wang, also anxious, hurried out—only to bump right into Serena Feng in the doorway.
Serena Feng was short, so she ran headfirst into Caleb Wang's chest, her forehead throbbing in pain.
"What happened?" Serena Feng rubbed her forehead.
But at a moment like this, no one cared. Caleb Wang immediately dragged Serena Feng to the bedside: "Serena, hurry, take off my brother's bandages! Let's see if he really can see."
"Caleb, remember, if I say it's possible, it's possible. What do you mean, 'if he really can see'? Next time you ask me for treatment, I'll charge you thirty percent more." Serena Feng retorted, then called to Ethan Hsieh in the corner: "Hey, you, pull the curtains. The young master's eyes can't be exposed to bright light."
She disliked the Hsieh family, so when Ethan Hsieh showed up, she didn't bother being polite.
"William, relax. I'll remove the bandages now. Soon, you'll be able to see." Serena Feng took out surgical scissors and cut open the bandages from both sides.
"That's so easy, even I could do it," Caleb Wang muttered, only to have his father smack him hard.
"Quiet."
The room was so silent you could hear a pin drop. Everyone held their breath, not daring to blink.
Even the soldiers outside craned their necks, desperate to see what was happening inside...
"William, don't be nervous. I've already removed the bandages. Open your eyes slowly. It might sting at first, but that's normal." Serena Feng's voice wasn't gentle, but somehow it soothed William Wang Jinling's anxious heart.
"Okay..."
William Wang Jinling took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes, but as soon as he cracked them open, he squeezed them shut again.
"Big brother?"
"William."
General Warren Yu and Ethan Hsieh rushed over.
"William, how is it? Can you see?"
A smile appeared at the corner of William Wang Jinling's mouth. He slowly opened his eyes again: "Serena Feng, you're just as beautiful as I imagined."
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