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It was just under five minutes, but Cyclone still mentioned a time. Given the current situation, saving the girl would only require addressing the side abdomen stabbed by a dining knife. Six minutes, this was the conclusion Cyclone arrived at after analysis and judgment. The surgery to come would take at least six minutes, but despite knowing this, Cyclone reached out and took the hammer from the girl's hand. Yuna knew that a six-minute surgery was possible for the current version of Cyclone. Every night, Yuna spent time with Cyclone. To identify and diagnose different types of symptoms like a real doctor and then prescribe the appropriate treatment, Cyclone might still be a novice, lacking professionalism. But for this simple suturing surgery, Cyclone was no longer just a pretentious youth. Medical knowledge would continue to grow with experience and learning, and similarly, surgical skills would improve with each operation. For a black market doctor, any dangerous operation would be encountered. Over this month, Cyclone had performed a large number of surgeries under the guidance of the master. Forced sutures of different species, body part amputations targeting curses, cross-species pregnancies not purely physiological in nature, even skin graftings with extreme measures—just saying these out loud made Cyclone himself feel horrified. But it was through experiencing these unethical surgeries time and time again, without the ethical considerations, that Cyclone's surgical skills progressed astonishingly. Just as the master had told Cyclone, suturing was a basic skill barely worth mentioning. The current Cyclone, if judged solely on surgical skills, was a more terrifying presence than a demon. And so, five minutes had passed. "Hey hey hey~ Nurse sister~ it seems your doctor is running out of time~" As the time was up, the young master immediately stood up and smugly approached Yuna. While Cyclone was focused on the surgery, Yuna would not allow anyone to disturb them. With Cyclone's back turned, Yuna faced the young master alone. Meanwhile, there was a commotion outside the room. The court guards had arrived and were making noise at the door. It was believed that they would soon find this room, and the situation would only become more chaotic. "You know what~ If the doctor can't save her now, you guys are in big trouble~" Behind Cyclone, the young master daringly reached out. Slowly rubbing Yuna's left chest. "After all, someone was killed~ If you don't explain properly to the court~" Faced with such blatant malice, Yuna surprisingly did not resist. "Oh my~ haha~ Looks like you know how to read the room too, huh, lady?" The young master quickly became excited and revealed an evil grin. "Hah!! Good job, this is how it's worth training." As he spoke, the young master began to roughly rub Yuna's chest. In reality, Yuna hadn't done anything, but as the young master groped her, her gaze had already changed. If Cyclone were to describe it, it was a look of concern for someone with intellectual disabilities.

Just as the young master was about to tear off Yuna's mask and launch a fiercer attack,

Suddenly, Yuna caught the young master's hand, forcing it to rest on her chest.

"What?!"

"Groping is a skillful art~"

"Huh?!"

"If done well~ even if you're a bit rough, women~ will still obediently listen to you~"

With a single hand, Yuna exerted force and swiftly twisted the young master's hand away from her chest.

As the young master let out a scream, Yuna released her magic, transforming the room into an ice palace in an instant, with the door sealed by a thick layer of ice.

"Do you... do you... do you know what you're doing?! How dare you use magic here!"

Events unfolded rapidly as Yuna swiftly incapacitated everyone in the room with a kick and a punch.

Finally, she kicked the young master towards the ice-covered entrance, sending him flying.

Standing before the young master on the ice, Yuna extended her foot, stepping firmly on his right shoulder to forcibly pin him beneath her.

With this step, her undergarments were exposed.

"See that~"

Yuna seductively inquired.

The young master, caught in the cold and the white fear, could only nod vigorously at the familiar sight.

"With skill, even in such a situation, things can turn out like this~"

After smearing the liquid from Cyclone onto the young master's face, Yuna kicked him away.

That kick lasted for precisely one minute.

Six minutes had passed, and Cyclone set down the scalpel.