That night, upon returning from outside, Dong Huiying had already purchased enough herbal poisons, as well as a set of silver needles and a few lightweight small knives.
She thodically completed the preparation of the herbs she needed, then took a roll of cloth and bit into it, using silver needles to seal several major acupuncture points on her shoulder. Afterward, she held a small knife, inch by inch, tilting her head, watching her own snow-white right shoulder while her eyes followed the knife blade cutting open her skin.
dicine cannot heal the healer; she saw her shoulder bone fractured into several pieces. She pieced them together, embedded steel nails to stabilize the shattered bones, and then began suturing.
She lacked a few herbs and could not prepare an anesthetic; although silver needles could draw blood, the pain of cutting flesh and the agony of digging into bone could not be dulled by a few silver needles.
After dealing with her shoulder wound, the right half of her body was almost soaked in blood, and she was utterly exhausted, with sweat pouring down her forehead like a waterfall. As for her complexion, it had turned ghastly pale, devoid of color, due to the earlier surgery and the loss of blood.
She leaned weakly against the wall and closed her eyes to rest for a while. Once she felt so strength returning to her body, she resignedly got up, hid these makeshift surgical tools, and cleaned up the bloodstains in the room.
The next day.
Even though her body had not yet recovered, Dong Huiying, wearing a thick cotton jacket, managed to act perfectly normal the next day, without giving away any clues. At noon, a worker eagerly exclaid, "The distinguished guest in Private Room Three is here again!"
Dong Huiying knew about Private Room Three. Ever since Ah Lian generously spent extravagantly during her first visit to the Food As Heaven branch, she left a deep impression on everyone in the store. Huiying noticed that Qinghe seed particularly fond of the dishes made by Helper Liang, so she directly reserved Private Room Three for Qinghe, ensuring that whenever they ca, they would have a private dining space. This spared them from dining in the noisy hall when the place got too busy.
Their generosity was widely talked about, and even though Dong Huiying mostly stayed in the kitchen, she had heard a bit about it.
Today, Qinghe ca again.
As usual, Ah Lian specifically ordered the kitchen staff to serve Helper Liang’s dishes.
Dong Huiying discreetly curved her lips.
Do you really like eating it that much?
Good, very good, it’s even better if it kills you!!
She squinted her eyes, quickly prepared a few dishes, and while no one was looking, sprinkled so colorless, tasteless powder into the pot to stir-fry. The poison she concocted was unrecognizable to others but as she had ntioned a few days ago, the shopkeeper of Food As Heaven was a good person, and so were the cooks and staff. She had never been mistreated since she arrived, and even when asking to advance her wages, though she had only been there a few days, the shopkeeper generously advanced her five taels of silver without hesitation.
She rembered all these things. She knew in her heart how others treated her. Therefore, she did not want to implicate these people, fearing that if anything happened to the scum, Ah Lian might vent her anger on these innocent shopkeepers and workers of Food As Heaven.
Thus, the poison she put in was not the kind that could imdiately claim a life, but more like a toxic lure. Once ingested, it would take root in the scum’s body, waiting for the day she found an opportunity to get close to him again and ignite the lure, taking his life without a hitch.
One exquisite dish after another was placed onto a tray by a worker and sent into Private Room Three on the second floor.
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