If she had only been seventy percent certain before, now she was absolutely sure.
The more Serena Feng refused to let anyone watch, the more obvious it was that something was wrong.
Her brother, the Crown Prince, had been gravely injured—every doctor said he was beyond saving, but Serena Feng healed him. Princess Yara Valen refused to believe Serena's medical skills could surpass those of the old masters who had devoted their lives to medicine.
Medicine isn’t like other skills—it demands years of study and hands-on practice. No matter how gifted Serena Feng was, there was no way she could achieve so much at her age. There had to be another explanation.
She was determined to dig up Serena Feng’s secret—and if she could steal that secret for herself, if she could master the art of reviving the dead, that would be best of all...
Seeing things come to this, Su Wan stood up as well, clearly siding with Princess Yara Valen. "I agree with the princess. Serena Feng, whether you agree or not, I am going to watch that surgery. Before coming here, the princess and I went to the palace and received the Emperor’s consent. You say we’re not Eastlyn subjects, so you don’t have to kneel. But what about the Emperor’s command—are you going to ignore that too?"
Trying to use the Emperor to pressure her? Too bad they couldn’t produce an imperial edict. Serena Feng still refused: "I would never dare defy the Emperor’s command, but I haven’t received any decree. I cannot satisfy your curiosity, Princess Yara and Miss Su. Saving a life is a race against time—if you have even a shred of compassion, don’t hold me up. Remember, every second wasted is a life at risk."
Serena Feng wasn’t exaggerating—in the modern world, how many patients had died because of ignorant officials?
Those so-called officials and their privileged offspring—whenever they got hurt, they were immediately given the best hospital rooms, private suites, and a dedicated medical team at their beck and call. Medical resources were already scarce, yet they still hogged them all.
Sometimes, if they wanted a particular doctor, even if that doctor was in the middle of an emergency, they’d drag him right off the operating table.