It wasn’t until the afternoon that Su Cha returned home, carrying a bucket of large, plump fish.
Cang Yuan walked over, his voice cold.
“The tribesmen delivered the sweet root tree.
It cost five shell crystals in total.
The tree is over there, and here are the remaining twenty-five shell crystals.”
Su Cha didn’t take them.
She smiled and said, “You keep them.
I still have more.
Just spend them if you need to.”
Cang Yuan’s dark green eyes froze for a moment.
It was the first time someone had freely given him shell crystals.
However, her expression closely mirrored the look she had every day when feeding leaves to the caged rabbit beasts—even though he was the male here.
Cang Yuan collected his thoughts, driving the strange idea out of his mind.
He returned to his room, found an animal skin pouch to store the shell crystals, and tucked it into the innermost part of an inconspicuous small wooden cabinet.
A dark green bead already lay there—it was the same spot where he had previously kept his yellow crystal.
After cleaning and hanging the fish up to dry, Su Cha half-leaned on the swing she had designed and Cang Yuan had built, basking in the sun.
The environment in the beastman world was wonderful—perfect for a healthy lifestyle.
She figured that once she earned enough money, she would find a tribe far away from the female lead to grow vegetables, raise small animals, and occasionally study the local flora and fauna.
She could even hire two beastmen to take care of her.
It really was an excellent plan.
In her previous life, she had been an orphan.
Because she awakened a spatial ability, she was selected and meticulously trained by the national special forces.
Coupled with her extraordinary medical talent, she frequently accompanied her unit on missions.
Later, a massive war broke out due to political reasons.
Her vanguard unit naturally rushed to the front lines, and she unfortunately sacrificed her life in that conflict.
She still had no idea if they had won in the end.
Perhaps God saw that she had lived too exhaustingly—always studying medicine, saving people, or fighting on the battlefield.
Out of appreciation for her sacrifice for her country, God had specially sent her here for early retirement.
If it weren’t for the troublesome female lead and the supporting female characters, she would definitely thank God properly.
Looking at the ticking time bomb beside her—who was growing increasingly docile under her care—Su Cha felt that curing the villain would mark the perfect moment to step down and retreat.
She would let the villain and the female lead fight it out so the female lead wouldn’t have time to bother her.
In the original book, the villain couldn’t defeat the female lead’s faction because he was afflicted with a highly lethal poison.
Now that she had intervened, the outcome would be different.
If a poisoned, crippled villain could still stir up a storm of blood and chaos, one could only imagine how terrifyingly powerful a fully restored Cang Yuan would be.
Sitting back and watching the tigers fight—how wonderful!
The more she thought about it, the more excited she became.
She would perform surgery on Cang Yuan tomorrow, and the poison in his body would be slowly cleared out as well.
Nearby, Cang Yuan, who was whittling wood according to the blueprints Su Cha had given him, inexplicably felt a chill down his spine.
It was a rather ominous feeling.
He frowned, looking up at the female lazily basking in the sun in the yard.
He thought that this female was truly a strange creature.
Pushing the weird sensation to the back of his mind, Cang Yuan continued his work.
The next day, the surgery took place as scheduled.
Su Cha had everything prepared, her spatial dimension fully stocked with various first-aid supplies in case of any emergencies.
This world lacked the medical conditions of her previous life, and it wasn’t convenient for her to take out and use certain modern tools.
However, relying on her decade of battlefield first-aid and wilderness survival experience—having even performed craniotomies in active combat zones—a minor bone-setting surgery was absolutely a piece of cake.
Su Cha meticulously pinned up her shoulder-length hair and rolled her sleeves up to her elbows, revealing her pale, slender forearms.
Before beginning, she formally informed Cang Yuan, “I need to examine your wound.
I will have to touch your body, so I hope you’ll cooperate.”
The original book mentioned that Cang Yuan was somewhat of a germaphobe.
A female beastman once grabbed his hand out of lust for his good looks, and Cang Yuan ended up directly severing both of her hands.
The scene had been exceptionally bloody and cruel.
“Mhm,” Cang Yuan replied in a low voice, though his slightly clenched fists betrayed his inner nervousness.
Cang Yuan’s injury was located just above his knee.
To avoid embarrassing her patient, Su Cha simply cut off more than half of his pant leg.
The wound had been cleaned quite well, showing that Cang Yuan had been carefully maintaining it.
However, due to the scarcity of medicine, some areas had still festered and become inflamed.
His entire thigh was slightly swollen because of the injury.
Su Cha took out the pale green medicinal juice she had prepared beforehand and began debriding the wound using an animal skin that had been washed and boiled in hot water.
The occasional warm touch grazing his inner thigh made Cang Yuan uncontrollably tense up.
The embarrassment of having his bare thigh exposed caused him to subconsciously turn his head away.
Sensing Cang Yuan’s resistance, Su Cha’s delicate brows furrowed slightly.
She retrieved a pill from her spatial dimension and handed it to him.
“Eat this.”
Cang Yuan hesitated for a moment before swallowing it.
Less than a moment later, the nervousness in his eyes shifted into wariness.
“What did you give me?”
“Don’t be nervous.
Your body is too tense, making it impossible for me to work.
This medicine will just make you sleep temporarily.
Everything will be fine when you wake up.”
Cang Yuan remained skeptical, but the medicine took effect quickly.
Unable to resist the heavy drowsiness sweeping over him, he finally closed his striking eyes.
Seeing that he was asleep, Su Cha finally took out an anesthetic and reluctantly injected him.
Anesthetics were incredibly precious; she only had eight vials left in her spatial dimension.
However, the conditions here were poor.
To prevent any accidents, she gave up the idea of making Cang Yuan tough it out.
Plus, knocking him out made it much easier for her to freely use the supplies from her space.
She deftly pulled out a scalpel, twirling it halfway around her fingers before making a precise, clean incision.
There was no hesitation—battlefield first aid was all about efficiency.
A small amount of slightly dark blood seeped out, completely within Su Cha’s manageable range.
She carefully wiped it away with the animal skin.
Using the new tools Cang Yuan had crafted, she meticulously cleared out the coagulated blood along with some fragmented bone shards.
Once the area was clean, the internal situation became clear.
It was a semi-comminuted fracture.
Fortunately, the other half of the bone was still intact and providing support, which was the only reason Cang Yuan had been able to barely stand and move around.
The situation was even more complicated than she had anticipated.
Because the injury had gone untreated for so long and Cang Yuan frequently forced himself to move around, the two ends of the broken bone were severely misaligned.
The sharp tip of the fracture had pierced into the muscle, causing redness and swelling.
Pursing her lips, Su Cha carefully realigned the bones, doing her utmost to avoid causing secondary damage to the surrounding muscles.
She then took out a titanium alloy intramedullary nail and secured it in place.
Titanium alloy was the ideal material for bone fixation.
It could be directly absorbed by the body, eliminating the need for a second surgery to remove it.
Of course, it was also exceptionally expensive, which made her heart ache all over again.
Once the bone was secured, Su Cha began treating the damaged muscle tissue surrounding it.
She executed every step with extreme caution, her lips pursed, her gaze focused and serious.
It wasn’t until she placed the final stitch and snipped the catgut suture that Su Cha let out a long sigh of relief.
Every meticulous surgery was exhausting work.
Both her eyes and her mind had been in a state of high tension—not to mention she had done it all while her injured left arm was still healing.
Su Cha cleaned up the area, tossing anything that shouldn’t be seen back into her spatial dimension.
Then, she sat aside and carefully rubbed ointment into her arm to relieve the soreness.
When she inadvertently glanced at Cang Yuan’s face, she couldn’t help but marvel at how beautiful things were naturally a feast for the eyes.
Every feature of his was perfect—a straight, handsome nose, a flawless jawline, sharply angled eyebrows, and striking eyes.
His dark green irises carried a sharp, imposing aura.
Dark green?
Sharp?
There also seemed to be a hint of disgust…
She thought, “Uh, did he wake up this fast?”