“Oh my, truly… so unfilial… trying to extort money, right…”
“…No, they said something about calling for emergency care…”
“…is that the woman?”
Amid the various discussions, the guard on horseback looked down from his elevated position.
“…systolic pressure dropping…”
“…supine position…”
“…posterior deformation, bleeding from mouth, nose, and ears…”
“…Master, Master, should we use Ginseng and Aconite Decoction or Tongguang Powder?”
“…no acupuncture now, wait until I perform artificial respiration…”
Continuous dialogue came from the group of four or five people.
A woman in a surgical gown knelt on the ground, pressing hard on the chest of the injured person lying in a pool of blood.
She would occasionally lean down to blow air into the injured person’s mouth and nose.
This action initially caused a commotion among the surrounding crowd, but as these people continued their serious work, the surrounding noise subsided.
Besides A’Ru, the other disciples were initially somewhat panicked—after all, this was their first time participating in such emergency care outside the classroom. Of course, they had performed treatments before, but they weren’t yet familiar with Qi Yue’s methods. After the initial panic, they quickly calmed down and proceeded with hemorrhage control, bandaging, and medication administration.
Chang Yuncheng came to the city gate alone. The Marquis Dingxi was in a bad mood, and convinced that all this trouble was caused by Chang Yuncheng, he simply didn’t even see him off. Madam Xie led the women to see him to the door, but their expressions were all somewhat complex. In the end, Chang Yuncheng declined their escort to the city gate and rode off alone.
When he arrived, he was also momentarily stunned by the blocked road.
“It’s… people from Qianjin Hall performing emergency care. Someone was hit by a horse carriage…” a guard said quietly.
The on-site treatment was ending at that moment. Under strict immobilization with splints and bandages, four or five men lifted the specially made stretcher from Qianjin Hall, and the crowd automatically made way.
Chang Yuncheng watched the blood-stained woman supporting the stretcher run past him. From beginning to end, she never looked around once, her expression focused on the injured person, carrying a medical bag on her back with one hand while pressing the injured person’s head with the other. Her eyes above the mask showed some anxiety but also confidence.
Chang Yuncheng watched that woman’s figure disappear at the city gate, unable to look away for a long time.
The guards waited quietly, even the horses didn’t restlessly paw the ground or snort.
To actually see her once before leaving—Chang Yuncheng’s lips curved in a slight smile. This was truly wonderful.
He wanted to look away but seemed unable to do so. Gritting his teeth, he raised his whip and spurred his horse.
The startled horse whinnied and reared up, charging away with the man and disappearing into the distance.
Finally, she was gone from sight.