For the sake of Wendy's successful recovery, Harper had asked Shawn to prepare a room with good lighting to be used during the entire treatment. After all, the surgery was complicated. She shouldn't make any mistake or else Wendy's life would be on the line. Just as so, Harper was actually committed in trying her best to keep Wendy safe.

With medicine boxes in her hands, Forsythia followed Harper on their way to Marquis Travis' mansion. Shawn and Hannah had actually been waiting very early at the entrance. As soon as they saw Harper in the distance, they approached her.

"Your Highness," Hannah greeted with a bow.

"Lady Hannah, Shawn." Harper greeted them back with a gentle smile.

"Your Highness, every requirement that you asked is ready." Meanwhile, Hannah looked very excited. "Wendy will try her best to cooperate with the treatment."

Harper nodded. She glanced at the senior physician standing behind Hannah and

at does Harper want to do?' For a second, Wendy wanted to regret drinking the medicine, but it was too late. In no time, she could feel several figures standing in front of her while her body was on the verge of collapse.

In a rush, Forsythia held Wendy in her arms and helped her lie down on the bed. Then, Harper opened the concealed compartment of her medicine box. There was a set of tools in it. She then put on a pair of silk gloves and asked Forsythia to take off Wendy's clothes.

"Lady Wendy, can you hear me?" Harper called out, trying to see if she was responsive. When Wendy didn't move after a while, Harper announced, "We can start now."

Even though Forsythia truly believed in Harper's medical skills, she was too scared with everything that the surgery entailed that she couldn't move at all. She stood aside with her mouth open, not knowing how to react. Her eyes were very wide while she was in total silence.