How I Pampered the Tyrant Into Devotion With My Space-Chapter 561: Settling Scores Her Own Way

The faces of these concubines were growing uglier one by one, and in the end, Shu’er spoke coldly again.

"Father only has three minutes left, and every minute and second you delay is a chance for him to survive."

At that moment, the crowd immediately cleared a path, and Shu’er casually pointed at a few people, then looked at Wanqing.

"Mother, these concubines pinched me while pulling me just now."

This touched Shen Wanqing’s sensitive spot, and she quickly said, "Steward, take these people away and give them a good beating."

Xiang Hui’s face turned unsightly, "I’ll see who dares?"

Shen Wanqing was resolute, and in the end, the steward followed her words.

Not just because of Shen Wanqing, but also because Shu’er is now the Princess Consort.

However, those concubines wouldn’t give up, looking angry.

They had long been displeased with Shu’er and Shen Wanqing, and did not want to listen, breaking free from the servants’ restraint.

They all walked towards the two of them, raising their hands to slap Shu’er in the face.

Shu’er sneered.

"I was thinking, this is after all Pei Mansion’s family matter, as an outsider, it’s improper for me to interfere."

"But now, you’ve provoked me, so I have nothing to hold back."

"You can’t manage, so I’ll do it my way!" 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

After uttering these words, she slapped one of the concubines immediately.

Different from how others fight.

When women fight, it’s slap after slap, as if it never ends, maintaining their fighting spirit forever.

But Shu’er doesn’t do that; she slaps someone down in one hit, making it difficult for them to even get up.

Speaking became hard, and finally, the world quieted down.

There were several concubines rushing towards Shen Wanqing, but they were knocked down by Shu’er too.

"You can bully me, but bully my mother, consider yourself warned."

The steward suddenly shouted, "Master... Master has no breath left."

Others’ faces changed, immediately starting to cry with practiced ease.

Shu’er said, "Move aside."

Xiang Hui was unwilling to budge, but Shu’er said, "If you want him dead, then stay where you are."

Xiang Hui quickly moved, gritting her teeth.

Finally, Shu’er sat on the stool beside Pei Yu’s bed, only to find Pei Yu was not dead yet, but his breathing was very weak, the pulse was nearly undetectable.

Moreover, he was in no condition to ingest any medicine.

But when it came to feeding medicine, Shu’er was always professional.

She immediately used her own method to give medicine to Pei Yu.

During which she utilized a syringe, extracting medicine, then feeding it into Pei Yu’s throat.

Simultaneously using her hand along Pei Yu’s throat to mimic the action of swallowing.

In such arduous medicine feeding, the medicine finally reached Pei Yu’s stomach sufficiently.

Shu’er, worried about the slow efficacy, fed him Spiritual Spring Water again.

At the same time, began checking Pei Yu’s pulse constantly.

She clearly felt, as the Spiritual Spring Water went in, Pei Yu’s pulse started gaining strength.

Shu’er took a long breath.

After about the time of one incense stick, Pei Yu opened his eyes.

What he saw first was the child he least liked.

But now, he felt a sense of closeness.

Even his gaze showed a bit of a father’s kindness.

Pei Yu looked at Shu’er and spoke softly.

"You’ve come too?"

Shu’er nodded, then left some porcelain bottles.

"These porcelain bottles, drink one each time, three times a day. If it’s finished, send someone to find Lingxuan, and he’ll come to get medicine from me."

Pei Yu said, "I am...?"

Shu’er, while packing her tools, replied, "You won’t die for now."

She also left a syringe at Pei Mansion.

"You saw how to use this just now, if later feeding hits a snag, follow what I did earlier."

Everyone nodded repeatedly, the steward carefully placed the syringe among the medicine bottles.

Shu’er looked at Pei Yu and then spoke to Wanqing, "Mother, let’s go back with me."

Saying this, she handed a bottle of medicine to Wanqing.

"Take it when we get on the carriage."

This medicine is quite useful in the early stage, with preventive effect.

But for severe cases, it’s a bit difficult.

Like Pei Yu now, he can only drag on, day by day.

Pei Yu said, "Shu’er, don’t take your mother away, let her stay here."

Shu’er recalled original memories, knowing Pei Yu truly didn’t like their branch, very indifferent to Shen Wanqing.

Could it be now, he’s on the verge of death, wanting to make amends?

Intending to enjoy group happiness?

Or wanting to make some compensation?

Shen Wanqing shook her head hurriedly, even grasped Shu’er’s wrist tightly.

"Shu’er, I’d still prefer to go with you."

Shu’er nodded, the two left without even a glance at Pei Yu.

The symptoms on this side were contained, and Shu’er returned to the mansion, reporting to Tang Zan about the situation.

Simultaneously, Shu’er assigned someone to observe and record Pei Yu’s condition post-medication.

As for the people in the mansion, they started experimenting with this medicine.

This medicine doesn’t have any harm to the human body, only for severe cases it works slower.

At the same time, Shu’er asked Tang Zan to find some mild cases.

She wanted to test whether it was effective for mild cases.

After seven days of trials, it was found that mild cases had recovered, and the virus was undetectable.

Those patients were overtaken with joy.

"Princess Consort, your medicine is miraculous!"

"Indeed, the Princess Consort is amazing."

These people took the medicine for another seven days.

Shu’er isolated them, observing for half a month.

They genuinely didn’t relapse, and every part of them contained no hidden viruses.

More importantly, these cured people developed strong antibodies to the plague, lasting their lifetime.

These people looked at Shu’er like they were seeing a deity.

No one knew, knowing they contracted the plague, how desperate their hearts felt.

Originally resigning to fate, yet miracle medicine showed efficacy.

They immediately knelt in the courtyard, kowtowing to Shu’er.

"Princess Consort, thank you, thank you for saving my life."

Shu’er chuckled lightly, "It’s fine as long as you are alright."

"If you’re well, go home quickly? Take some medicine with you, if it helps, all the better."

These people brought medicine back, then returned a few days later.

Their eyes reddened, hands carrying eggs and food.

"Princess Consort, our family is all healthy, thank you, thanks to you."

No one knew better, how thrilled they felt seeing their family recover.

Through these days, the whole family felt they narrowly escaped death.

Yet, without a doubt, the one who helped them through calamity was the War Princess and War King!