Lin Zhi did not leave, standing to the side and watching Feng Jin stitch with rapt attention. He had never witnessed such skillful and unconventional technique before.
In the past, he too had stitched wounds for soldiers, but his skills and the safety measures were incomparable to Feng Jin's.
Such masterful and fluid movements did not resemble wound stitching; it was more akin to painting.
Feng Jin's concentration during the stitching was incredibly focused, daring not to make the slightest deviation. Only after the final stitch was completed did she exhale in relief.
The moment she placed the needle down, her entire arm felt numb. It took a long while for her to regain some sensation.
"Young Madam's stitching technique is superb. Such skill would surely require four to five years of practice. It is truly hard to imagine that someone of Young Madam's age possesses such mastery. I am truly impressed."
Lin Zhi was sincerely impressed by Feng Jin, wondering when he himself would be able to learn such an art.
"This was all taught to me by my master. If you are interested, I will teach you."
When she was stitching Lu Shi's wound earlier, she had examined the wound opening and found Lin Zhi's work to be very clean, indeed commendable.
In this era, Lin Zhi could undoubtedly be considered one of the best doctors. If he could learn some modern techniques, he would be even more formidable.
"If Young Madam is willing to teach, I would be overjoyed."
Lin Zhi spoke with a slight tremor of excitement. He had followed in his father's footsteps and practiced medicine since childhood, with a profound love for the art. To learn such exquisite medical skills would be his greatest desire.
"If you wish to learn, you can come to the Ling Residence directly after we return to the capital."
Feng Jin was straightforward, agreeing readily. After all, she often found herself with nothing to do at home. As long as Lin Zhi was free to visit the Ling Residence, she could teach him at any time. As a person of leisure, she had nothing but time.
Teaching Lin Zhi would also provide her with someone to talk to and relieve her boredom, making her days more pleasant.
"Then I shall have to trouble Young Madam often in the future."
Lin Zhi naturally would not let such a rare opportunity pass, and he readily accepted.
"I am worried that Lu Shi might develop a fever, so I will have to trouble you to stay here and watch him closely."
After all, the chance of infection within twenty-four hours of surgery is very high. Even with the advanced medical technology of modern times, many still die from post-operative infections.
Furthermore, this is an ancient era with backward medical technology and inadequate sanitation.
Before stitching Lu Shi's wound, she had only wiped the needle with a high concentration of alcohol.
Afterwards, she would have to monitor him very carefully to prevent infection.
"Give Lu Shi this medicine every three hours."
Feng Jin handed over a transparent porcelain bottle containing white powder.
These white powders were antibiotics she had refined. Over a month's time, this was all she had managed to obtain.
It was just enough for Lu Shi to use today, and he was fortunate to be able to use it.
Feng Jin, still concerned, gave a few more instructions before rising to leave.
As soon as she stepped out, Cai Qing eagerly rushed forward, taking Feng Jin's hand. Her eyes were red as she asked, "Young Madam, how is Lu Shi... is he seriously injured?"
"Lu Shi is fine. I have treated his wound, but we will only know for sure after tonight."
Whether Lu Shi could safely pull through was something she could not yet conclude.
"Then..." Cai Qing's eyes welled up with tears. After a moment's pause, she suddenly knelt before Feng Jin, "Young Madam, I beg you to let me stay and take care of Lu Shi."
This way, she felt her guilt might be lessened.
"This... alright!"
After a moment of hesitation, Feng Jin agreed to Cai Qing's request.
Although it was unconventional for an unmarried young lady to stay and care for Lu Shi, it was understandable given the circumstances. Moreover, knowing Cai Qing's nature, she would remain uneasy if Feng Jin refused.
"This servant thanks Young Madam."
Cai Qing replied with a hint of excitement, quickly rising and heading into the room.
"Sigh..." Feng Jin let out a soft sigh. Truly, as girls grow older, they become harder to keep. Her heart was clearly concerned, yet she remained stubborn and unwilling to admit it.
"Everyone, disperse. Staying here all together will not help him recover. Go back to what you should be doing. Do not crowd here and waste time."
Feng Jin looked at the hundred or so people gathered around and told them to leave.
Lu Shi would not be waking up anytime soon, and their presence here was a sheer waste of time.
"Disperse, everyone." Ling Mo Han echoed Feng Jin's words, issuing a command.
It was no wonder Ling Mo Han could command armies. Just standing there exuded an aura of authority. His simple words carried more weight than Feng Jin's hundred sentences. At his command, everyone dispersed.
"We should go too," Feng Jin said to Ling Mo Han, then walked ahead.
She reached up and rubbed her sore neck. She hadn't felt this sensation in a long time.
Suddenly, a hand fell upon her neck, gently pressing and easing the ache. Feng Jin's face softened with comfort.
"A little higher, to the right... down..."
After the massage, Feng Jin felt much more relaxed.
"Your massage technique is truly excellent, especially the pressure. The pressure is the key to a good massage."
She had to admit, Ling Mo Han's massage was truly good, with just the right amount of pressure.
"If my wife likes it, your husband is willing to serve you often."
Ling Mo Han's voice was somewhat alluring. As his hands gradually moved lower, settling on Feng Jin's waist, he tightened his grip slightly, drawing the woman's slender body into his embrace.
The sudden intimacy startled Feng Jin, leaving her momentarily stunned.
After a moment, Feng Jin's mind finally raced, realizing they were still outside. She abruptly pushed Ling Mo Han away.
Then, leaving him where he stood, she quickly strode forward.
Damn Ling Mo Han, forcing her into such acts in broad daylight. If he had no shame, he would drag her down with him.
Feng Jin returned with a flushed face, running straight into Chu Qing.
"Young Madam, why is your face so red? Are you too hot? I'll find you a lighter shirt to change into."
Chu Qing, mistaking her flush for heat, got up to find a thinner shirt for Feng Jin to change into.
Such honest actions made Feng Jin both amused and exasperated.
"I'm not hot, no need to fuss. Sit down, and let's talk."
She pulled out a chair and gestured for Chu Qing to sit beside her.