The woman’s eyes were beautiful, but her voice was unpleasant, grating in the ears like a file scraping forcefully. "I am a doctor from Great Zhou," Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⁂𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⁂𝔫𝔢𝔱 A hint of hesitation flashed at the bottom of the woman’s eyes. The female prisoner heard Yun Sheng mention "Great Zhou"; Great Zhou, where is that? The name sounds somewhat familiar. The female prisoner felt a dull ache in her head, wanting to think clearly about something, but her mind was muddled. It was as if a hand was inside her mind, scattering her memories every time she hazily recalled a figure. This female prisoner was a repeat offender. After Yun Sheng and others were locked up in the prison, their shackles were removed, but this female prisoner had magic shackles applied to her limbs, and upon closer inspection, one could see that her magic locks were very special, made from a mixture of four magic elements. The cold magic shackles made her slender limbs appear even more gaunt. Her body shook, and she fell face up on the ground, making a dull thud. In the Ice Prison, as the masked female prisoner fell, nobody dared to approach; everyone cautiously avoided her. "Xuan Meimei, help me move her to the corner," Yun Sheng signaled to Xuan Meimei with her eyes. Xuan Meimei walked over reluctantly; Yun Sheng was her pillar of support now. Yun Sheng lifted the woman’s long hair to see her wounds clearly. Such severe injuries! Throughout her medical career, Yun Sheng had seen countless hazardous situations, but this was the first time she had seen such shocking wounds on a woman. The disordered whip marks, running horizontally and vertically, numbered up to a hundred. They stood out alarmingly against the skin of the masked female prisoner. What severe crime had she committed that led the usually peace-loving elves to be so harsh on this female prisoner? "What did she do? Why does she have to undergo such severe punishment?" Yun Sheng was puzzled as she examined the wounds. No one in the prison answered. Yun Sheng didn’t ask further; in this cell, hearts were as cold as ice. "Her body is very hot," exclaimed Xuan Meimei. Yun Sheng touched the woman’s forehead. Indeed, it was burning hot. Yun Sheng then checked the woman’s pulse and heartbeat and found her heartbeat was very fast, and her body temperature alarmingly high. It seems to be an infection from the wounds, leading to tetanus. If the fever does not subside by dawn, even if the woman survives, she might end up brain-damaged. Yun Sheng frowned; the cell’s facilities were very rudimentary, not even a bed was present, and her Beast Language Ring and Magic Wand had been confiscated. With no medicine and no tools at hand, what should she do. It’s hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, Yun Sheng thought. In the absence of medicine, she could only make do with what was available. She casually picked up a handful of clean snow from the ground. There was nothing in the Ice Prison, only snow everywhere. Yun Sheng quickly squeezed the snow into a small ball and threw one to Xuan Meimei. "What are you doing!" Xuan Meimei exclaimed angrily. "We are cooling her down physically together. Use this snowball in the way I show you, and wipe under her arms, knees, armpits, and limbs all over her body until her body temperature drops," Yun Sheng said and started moving first. "You want me to serve a female prisoner!" Xuan Meimei’s spoiled temperament flared up again. "Your current status is also that of a female prisoner, either help or get out!" Yun Sheng shouted sternly. Xuan Meimei was intimidated by Yun Sheng’s aura, and could only resentfully watch Yun Sheng’s movements, following her instructions to squeeze the snowballs and wipe down the Masked Female Prisoner’s body. In the Female Prison, there were only women, so Yun Sheng had no reservations, she took off the woman’s outerwear. The woman’s outer back was already shattered, the clothing stuck to her flesh, ripping off a large flap of skin as it was peeled away. Even Yun Sheng, when she proceeded, felt an involuntary shiver in her heart. The woman, who was in a fever-induced coma, stiffened her back but made no additional sound. This was a very tough woman who never begged for mercy even during torture. As Yun Sheng thought this, she continuously rubbed the woman down with snow. Xuan Meimei, after wiping for an hour, adamantly refused to do anymore. Yun Sheng had to keep going alone, after five or six hours, her fingers were numb—the woman’s body had a layer of icy residue formed from blood, and evaporated into a faint mist. The Masked Female Prisoner’s body temperature also went down. Yun Sheng touched the woman’s forehead with her hand, making sure the severe fever had subsided, and then she sighed in relief. "Her body temperature is normal now, some more water and she’ll be fine," Yun Sheng also noticed that the woman looked not very strong, but her recovery ability was astonishing. The whip wounds that could have been fatal had healed on their own over five or six hours, and her back wounds had scabbed completely without any medication. Probably, in a few days, her wounds would be fully healed. Earlier, Yun Sheng had also discreetly checked the woman’s body, but she didn’t find any fighting spirit or Mana. It seemed that the Masked Female Prisoner, who everyone in the Female Prison feared, was neither a Martial Artist nor a Mage. Then who exactly was she? Why was her self-healing ability so astonishing? Of all the patients Yun Sheng had encountered, only Ye Beiming could match this Masked Female Prisoner’s self-healing ability. The constitution of both the Masked Female Prisoner and Ye Beiming could be called Demon Level. Five or six hours passed, and most of the female prisoners in the Female Prison were either asleep or lost in their own thoughts. This was the normal rhythm of life in the Female Prison. Only Ye Xia, after learning that Yun Sheng was a Doctor, had been secretly observing her. "Are you really a Doctor?" Ye Xia suddenly asked. For five or six hours, Ye Xia had been watching Yun Sheng’s actions, surprised that this frail-looking young girl was actually a Doctor. Yun Sheng did not speak, and took out the fresh water delivered yesterday, feeding the woman a sip. "I advise you better not save her. Even the Elves avoid her; who knows, the first thing she might do when she wakes up is kill you," Ye Xia, after knowing Yun Sheng’s identity, was inclined to make connections. She pointed to her own hanging arm, "Fix my arm back, and I’ll tell you about this woman." Ye Xia had been in the cell for ten years and had seen all kinds of people. She also noticed Yun Sheng’s keen interest in the Masked Female Prisoner. Yun Sheng did not say much, walked up, grabbed Ye Xia’s arm, gave it a strong twist and a "crack", Ye Xia twisted her hand, and found that her originally numb hand had recovered.