703 Waste (1 more)
Song Wanyue held her forehead and was about to say that she was fine, but Dr. Chu had already put down the medicine box and checked her wound.
She was still wearing the torn clothes last night, and the blood on the clothes was still there. The punctured area on her shoulder last night Dr. Chu pulled some of them when she helped her treat the wound.
Seeing that no blood was leaking out, Dr. Chu felt relieved, looked at him seriously, and said solemnly, "Miss Song, you are also a doctor. You should know that such wounds need to be well cared for. You cannot be careless, otherwise you will suffer from sequelae."
Song Wanyue wanted to say that it was not that serious, and it was just a piercing injury. It would be better if she was raising her for a few days, but when she met his serious eyes, she couldn't say this. She nodded, "I know, I will pay attention."
Dr. Chu was satisfied and went out with the medicine box. After a while, he brought the ginseng soup over, watched Song Wanyue drink it, and went out with an empty bowl.
Huang Gao's wife felt distressed. She and Huang Gao came to see Song Wanyue early in the morning and realized that last night was so dangerous. Fortunately, Miss Song was fine, otherwise she and Huang Gao would not have the shame to meet the Song family.
"We have implicated you."
If it weren't for Huang Yu's incident, Miss Song wouldn't have come, let alone encountered the dangers of last night.
"Aren't I okay? You don't have to blame yourself."
Afraid that she would continue to say such things, Song Wanyue quickly changed her mind, "How are those guards?"
"Didn't get any more fever, Dr. Chu said that they have good health and will be fine after a few days of maintenance.
Song Wanyue nodded. Today is the 22nd day of the twelfth lunar month, and there are eight days left before the New Year. They have to rush back before the New Year, otherwise their family members will be worried.
"Please help me find a piece of clothing and I'll change it."
Huang Gao’s wife helped her find out the clothes and change them. After she finished dressing, the two left the house.
The people from the Huang family stood in the yard, even Huang Xing and his wife were carried over. Huang Yu's eyes were red. When he saw Song Wanyue coming, he knelt straight towards her.
“What is this for?”
Song Wanyue stretched out her left hand to help her, but was stopped by Huang Gao's wife, "She should kneel down. If it weren't for you, she wouldn't have life."
Song Wanyue pretended to be unhappy, "I'm angry if you do this again."
Huang Yu then got up.
The three guards who protected the Huang family saluted ashamed. They were so close that they didn't hear any noise last night. Fortunately, Miss Song didn't make any mistakes, otherwise they would not be able to go back and explain.
"It's cold outside, go to the front lobby."
There were no patients in the clinic today. It was not that no one was sick, but that they knew that Song Wanyue and the guards were injured. Doctor Chu wanted to take care of them, but no one came to see the doctor.
A charcoal basin was ordered in the lobby, which was very warm.
The county magistrate and the prefect left, leaving ten soldiers guarding outside the clinic, and the doctor was there. When he saw Song Wanyue coming in, he saluted her respectfully, "Sir, I'm going back to deal with the matter of Judge Jiang Tong. He asked you to rest well and wait until he finishes it, and come to see you."
Song Wanyue nodded.
The doctor in the government is getting older, and in this case, he can't stand it.
Song Wanyue saw his discomfort from the tired face of the doctor in the palace.
Asked knowingly: "How are those injured guards?"
The doctor in the government replied, "They have a good foundation. If the wound heals for a few days, it will be fine."
Song Wanyue nodded again, "Since they are all fine, Doctor Chu can handle it alone, you can go back."
The doctor in the palace was hesitant, and when the prefect left, he repeatedly told him to stay and take good care of him.
"Doctor Chu's clinic is small, so many of us can't stay there. You'd better go back and tell sir, I'm fine."
The doctor of the government did not sleep all night last night. Today, Japan was thinking about finding a room to rest, but the only few rooms were full of people. He was old and had not rested for a long time, and felt that his body was not his own. He heard this, and he did not persist anymore, and carried the medicine box back to the city.
Song Wanyue talked to the Huang family for a while, and when she saw it was getting dark, she asked them to go back too.
Knowing that she needed more rest, the Huang family didn't insist much, and said that they would come to see her tomorrow morning and leave.
The three guards did not follow.
Song Wanyue winked at them, and several people followed Song Wanyue back to the backyard.
In the yard, the guy was plucking the feathers for the chicken. When he saw Song Wanyue, he pointed to the kitchen, "Miss Song, look, those were sent to you by people. This chicken owner asked me to slaughter you to nourish your body."
Song Wanyue looked over and saw that the small kitchen, the tabletop, chopping board, and the ground were filled with things.
She nodded and walked into a room. The three most injured were lying on the bed. When she saw her coming in, she quickly sat up.
“Can you still ride a horse?”
Song Wanyue asked directly.
The three nodded.
"Okay, we will leave quietly at midnight."
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Leaving from the house, Song Wanyue went to the front lobby again. Doctor Chu was not there, and she took some medicine openly and hid it in her sleeve.
When he went to the kitchen, he carried three chickens in his left hand and walked to the client, "Slaughter these too, let the soldiers outside come over to eat some."
After finishing the slaughter, the guy went into the kitchen to clean up the stove, put the chopped pieces into the pot, turned around to carry the firewood, Song Wanyue poured the medicine from her sleeves into her, and then went to the guard's house as if nothing had happened and gave them the antidote.
The chicken was stewed and the rest of the meal was prepared. Doctor Chu brought it to him personally, Song Wanyue and several guards ate it, while the soldiers ate it in the front lobby.
After a day of freezing, the soldiers of the house were eating the chicken and even finished drinking the chicken soup.
After the meal, Dr. Chu built a simple bed with a board in the lobby to let the soldiers rest. After checking the wounds for Song Wanyue and seven guards, he also went to the backyard to rest.
At midnight, the entire clinic fell into silence.
Song Wanyue put a thousand taels on the table inside the house. When she came out, she saw that the backyard door had been opened. The guards led the horse out and were waiting outside.
She walked out, closed the door with her backhand, took the reins, turned over the horse, "Let's go."
The group quickly left the town and disappeared into the night.
Two days later, the second prince arrived in Qingping Prefecture.
The prefect received the news and hurriedly came out, "Master."
The second prince walked straight into the mansion, "I brought people here, let's play a show, this time we must bring that girl under my command."
No matter how powerful the Duke Ding Guo’s guard is, can he still have his guard? But no matter how powerful his guard is, it is impossible to deal with the people in the army with one or ten.
The prefect instantly understood his intention, followed him quickly on the left back, and whispered, "Master is one step late, Miss Song has left long ago."
"What?"
The second prince stopped suddenly.
A cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the prefect. He left the soldiers in the palace, saying that they were protecting the safety of Song Wanyue and others, but in fact they were monitoring them. As long as they had any movement, he would know immediately, but he did not expect that under the eyes of the soldiers in the palace, Song Wanyue and others would leave quietly.
"waste!"
After a while, the second prince squeezed out two words from his teeth.
Chapter completed!