Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 840 The former queen is still alive [2nd update]

When those eyes met hers, Ye Wanlan’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Blue eyes were not uncommon among the Atlantians; besides them, black and brown-eyed clans formed a majority.

"Madam!" The maid’s eyes widened upon seeing that the woman had actually woken up.

This... How is this possible?!

Long before the bystanders gathered, Yan Tingfeng was already standing beside Ye Wanlan, blocking others’ sight.

Another Silver Needle appeared between Ye Wanlan’s fingers, piercing another acupoint on the woman’s body.

The two Silver Needles gradually stabilized the woman’s rapid breathing, but she remained very weak, her eyes half-open, her vision blurred.

"Madam!" The maid dared not approach, fearing she might disturb Ye Wanlan’s treatment of the woman. She cautiously asked, "How do you feel?"

The woman did not speak, but her breathing had obviously returned to normal.

"It’s nothing serious." Ye Wanlan had already removed the Silver Needle and said blandly, "A problem with the respiratory tract."

The maid, however, was utterly confused, "Respiratory... what?"

Although Atlantis’s medical level was also very advanced, the Atlantians had evolved the ability to breathe underwater, making their respiratory systems extremely strong. Seldom did anyone from the clan contract diseases in this aspect, perhaps only one in a million.

This led to the advanced medical technology being incredibly weak in respiratory treatment, practically non-existent.

Though it was neither a critical illness nor a terminal disease, it could not be cured, causing mild symptoms to gradually turn severe, eventually leading to death.

Ye Wanlan said nothing, still feeling the woman’s pulse.

"Earlier, I offended you, please..." The maid bit her lip, fell to her knees with a thud, her voice trembling, "Please treat my lady."

"It’s a small matter, better head back home; this place isn’t suitable." Ye Wanlan was indifferent. The Atlantians had never seen a Silver or Golden Needle, naturally not thinking it could save lives.

"Yes... yes!" The maid, after a moment’s daze, was overjoyed, "Thank you, benefactor! Thank you, benefactor!"

She carried the woman on her back and quickly left.

Yan Tingfeng stepped forward and stood alongside Ye Wanlan, speaking in a low voice, "Luckily, this isn’t a crowded area; there aren’t many passersby."

"Mmm, I noticed." Ye Wanlan smiled, "The angle at which I used the needle was just right to avoid surveillance cameras, it won’t be captured."

Yan Tingfeng chuckled, "Xiao Wan is always meticulous, but open spears are easy to dodge, hidden arrows hard to prevent. I still fear you might get hurt."

"I know." Ye Wanlan looked up, gazing far away, "Tingting, but your body cannot last much longer. If I still can’t find a way to awaken your Divine Bloodline, I must see the High Priest."

Upon hearing the last sentence, Yan Tingfeng’s eyes changed, and his voice suddenly turned stern, "You mustn’t! This person’s divination abilities are omnipotent; at least for now, you can’t confront them. Even if I die, I absolutely cannot let you face such danger!"

"But if you die, some things would hold no meaning for me." Ye Wanlan’s voice was calm.

Yan Tingfeng was shocked to the core, he lifted his head abruptly, his pupils contracting.

"I have faced many dangerous things. I cherish life, believe in fate, but I do not resign myself to it." Ye Wanlan suddenly smiled languidly, "Things have to be tried to know if they will work or not."

Yan Tingfeng fell silent.

His hands clenched and loosened, his heart trembling without cease.

No one had ever said such words to him.

Moreover, he needn’t doubt the truth of Ye Wanlan’s words; she would not lie to him, nor would she deliberately cajole him.

Every word was heartfelt, every sentence sincere.

Every time he saw her, that soul-stirring feeling never ceased.

How could he not like her, not love her?

He naturally felt so.

The journey was silent, and soon, the two reached the woman’s dwelling.

A very ordinary room, completely unrelated to luxury, could even be said to be humble.

After laying the woman flat on the bed, the maid withdrew to the side, nervously asking, "May I ask the Divine Doctor, is it possible to completely cure my lady?"

"It’s not a severe illness, but it has dragged on for many years." Ye Wanlan administered the needle again, "It can naturally be cured, but it will take a period of time."

Such a respiratory illness, if on land, could be easily treated, not turning into a severe disease.

The maid was overwhelmed with joy, "Madam! Madam, did you hear? Your illness can be cured, you won’t die!"

"Cough cough cough..." The woman coughed a few times, her face pale, "My name is Huai Xi; may I know the name of the Little Friend?"

Ye Wanlan nodded, "My surname is He, and my given name is Lan. Please don’t move, the treatment isn’t finished yet."

He wasn’t just her brother’s surname but also her mother’s.

"He... Lan." Lady Huai Xi repeated the two characters, repeatedly admiring, "A good name, such a good name!"

She looked at Ye Wanlan with gentle eyes, "I see the Little Friend is quite young, yet possesses such medical skills, truly remarkable!"

"You flatter me, Madam." Ye Wanlan shook her head slightly, "I merely know a little, but how did you contract this illness?"

"Madam, it’s an old ailment from childbirth." The maid wiped her tears, "She has sustained her life with medication all along, able to extend her life until now. If not for today’s benefactor, I don’t know in the future..."

Ye Wanlan’s hand paused for a moment, and seemingly casually asked, "An old ailment from childbirth? How did it come about?"

The maid opened her mouth, "Well, she was troubled with fetal restlessness, caught a cold in the water, and then..."

"Sigh!" Lady Huai Xi raised her hand, stopping the maid from saying more, and apologized to Ye Wanlan, "It happened so long ago and wasn’t a good event; let’s not mention it. Today, thank you, Little Friend, for the rescue, but I have nothing to repay you with—"

She hadn’t finished before Ye Wanlan interrupted, "Madam, you’re joking. A healer’s benevolence lies in saving lives, a deed greater than building a seven-story pagoda; I expect no reward."

"This..." Lady Huai Xi was suddenly stunned, "How can this be, it’s against etiquette, I..."

"In Atlantis, Madam, this illness is quite peculiar." Ye Wanlan smiled indifferently, "I also happen to enjoy solving some difficult and miscellaneous diseases, Madam need not refuse further."

She packed away the Silver Needle and said, "I will come again tomorrow to treat Madam."

"Ah, Little Friend!" Lady Huai Xi didn’t have time to stop them before Ye Wanlan and Yan Tingfeng had left.

"Madam, it’s a good thing that your illness can be healed." The maid stepped forward to support her, "It’s not everywhere you can find such a divine healer, this time could be considered good luck."

"I know, cough cough cough!" Lady Huai Xi began coughing again, her expression also becoming heavy, "But my identity cannot be exposed now, if discovered..."

The maid’s expression suddenly changed drastically.

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