Xie Pan’Er was both eager to know what had happened during the incident and concerned about the Nanjiang Princess’s condition. After all, the Princess was now breathing faintly, and large beads of sweat were appearing more frequently on her forehead. Even without any medical knowledge, she knew Princess Ata’s injuries couldn’t wait. Xie Pan’Er decided to set aside finding out the truth for the moment. She then turned her attention to the group of Imperial Physicians nearby. "Gentlemen, are you truly helpless regarding Princess Ata’s injury? Can you not think of a way to remove this blade first, so the Princess will suffer less?" No matter what happened with her brother’s case, what the Third Mistress had said was true: as long as the Nanjiang Princess was alive, her brother still had a chance. Therefore, at this moment, she focused on saving the Nanjiang Princess and questioned the Imperial Physicians before her. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⁂𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⁂𝓷𝓮𝓽 The group of Imperial Physicians all shook their heads, discussing amongst themselves how to remove the scissors and how to prevent massive blood loss afterward. The Imperial Physicians argued incessantly, completely ignoring her, an outsider. "Imperial Physicians... do you have any plan?" Seeing that no one was paying her any mind, Xie Pan’Er braced herself and asked again. The Imperial Physicians still ignored her. Xie Pan’Er, feeling helpless, was about to say something more when an Imperial Physician nearby called out, "Miss Pan’Er!" Xie Pan’Er turned her head to look. It was Imperial Physician Yang, who had attended to her foot in Cining Palace. "Imperial Physician Yang, you’re here too. About Princess Ata’s injuries..." "Not one of us dares to remove the blade!" Hearing this, Xie Pan’Er was greatly alarmed and hastily asked, "What can be done then? Are we supposed to just stand by and watch Princess Ata die?" Imperial Physician Yang was also anxious; he valued his own head more than anyone. "Miss, do you know of the Medicine King Residence?" Xie Pan’Er shook her head. "I do not. But judging by the name, it seems like a place where medicine is practiced!" "Correct. The Medicine King Residence is a faction dedicated to practicing and studying medicine. Most of us Imperial Physicians in the palace come from the Medicine King Residence," answered Imperial Physician Yang. "So that’s how it is. Imperial Physician Yang, what is your intention in telling me this?" Imperial Physician Yang said, "In our Great Han, there is a Divine Physician. He was born in Medicine King Valley and is a direct descendant, the head of the inner sect. He is currently in the Capital City." Hearing this, Xie Pan’Er was overjoyed and hurriedly asked, "Where is this Divine Physician?" Imperial Physician Yang shook his head. "This old one does not know." The hope that had just flared up was extinguished in an instant. Suddenly, a series of footsteps came from the entrance, followed by a familiar, cheerful voice. The voice was clear, bright, and joyful. Xie Pan’Er was momentarily stunned, blinking her eyes. "Princess! Seventh Prince, why are you here?" Xiaosuisui immediately jumped down from Ji Youzhi’s arms and then rushed into Xie Pan’Er’s embrace. "Pretty Sister, hold me!" Xie Pan’Er picked her up, reached out to gently stroke her small forehead, and then took out a handkerchief to wipe away her sweat. "Why are you here? You should be staying properly at home at this time, not running around all over the place." As Xie Pan’Er said this, Xiaosuisui giggled. "I missed my Pretty Sister! I went to the Celestial Prison first, but I didn’t find Pretty Sister there, only Brother Xie Si. So, I had Seventh Uncle bring me here to find Pretty Sister." When Xiaosuisui said this, Xie Pan’Er’s eyes couldn’t help but light up. She gazed at Xiaosuisui, her eyes shining brightly. "You saw my brother? How is he? Is he alright? Did the Princess ask him why he would assassinate Princess Ata?"