Chapter 22: I Want to Ask God

The two captured men on the ground were tied up tightly.

Tu Huan had never seen such a scene.

Modern people born in peacetime were almost frightened by the next action of the man on the ground.

In order to make them answer, the people next to them pulled out the stuff in their mouths, but as soon as they let go, they tried to bite their tongues to commit suicide!

“Mmmmm—”

Xiong Jiushan and Xie Yuchuan reacted very quickly. They pinched one of them each, pinching their cheekbones and twisting their heads to the point where they could no longer commit suicide.

Tu Huan felt a pain in her neck just watching...

The room was filled with the smell of blood, which was not very pleasant.

It was obvious that someone in the house was injured.

She guessed that the person who could make Xie Yuchuan so nervous that he would ask her for medicine must be very important to him.

The room was divided into two parts, left and right. Tu Huan was about to talk to him when someone hurriedly ran over behind him to report to Xie Yuchuan.

"Sixth brother, I'm afraid Commander Xu is not going to make it!"

It was Xie Wuying's voice.

Just as Tu Huan turned around, a figure flew past her and the corner of Xie Yuchuan's clothes brushed against the back of her hand hanging by her side.

Without any delay, Tu Huan followed.

On the low bed, the injured person had a pale face, black eyes, and one arm limply resting on the edge of the bed. Horrific blood was flowing along the edge of the bed below his waist, the footrest, the bluestone floor...

The doctor who was invited was sweating profusely as he used acupuncture all over his body, trying to seal the acupoints and forcibly stop the bleeding.

Seeing Xie Yuchuan and the others coming over, the doctor stood up, shook his head at the newcomers, and sighed, "This gentleman has lost too much blood. I am incapable of doing anything. I can only delay his recovery for a while. I'm afraid I can't save him."

Xie Yuchuan's face turned grim upon hearing this. Tu Huan clearly sensed that he was already angry, but she tried to control herself and said to the old man, "Please, old doctor, take the trouble to try again. Is there any other solution?"

The old doctor shook his head. "It's not that I didn't help, it's just that this wound...ah."

Tu Huan walked forward to check the man's injuries. There were knife and arrow wounds of varying degrees on his shoulder, right abdomen, and thigh. The most serious ones were on his abdomen and arms. She looked at the silver needles on the man's body and couldn't help but sigh for the traditional Chinese medicine of our ancestors.

It can really save lives at critical moments.

When Tu Huan was in college, she participated in the first aid training activities organized by the school. With her limited medical knowledge, she roughly examined the condition of this person. With such a large knife wound on the body, if it was not sutured and bandaged, and only some medicine was applied here, it would be very easy for him to die!

She did know some simple first aid methods, but she was not sure if the person in front of her could be saved using modern methods and medicines.

Another thing is that the system had expressly forbidden her from touching anyone other than Xie Yuchuan.

There was a thorny problem before her.

It's not easy for her to handle this matter personally.

But Xie Yuchuan begged her for this person.

Tu Huan asked the system: "Can I save this person?"

[Yes, the ward can also earn corresponding points if they proactively submit a request to the host.]

Tu Huan had a rough idea in her mind.

In this world, the relationship with other people is mainly based on Xie Yuchuan as the node and bond. People, things, and things related to Xie Yuchuan can probably bypass the system's fussy rules.

A message was received on the phone from Xie Yuchuan.

It is still a string of garbled characters representing complex emotions.

Tu Huan couldn't help but look up at the man standing beside her with a serious expression and a frown on his face.

It was the first time for her to see from this perspective how Xie Yuchuan communicated with her across time and space through information.

He pursed his lips, said nothing, and exuded a cold air.

She turned on the voice: "Xie Yuchuan, find a convenient time and I will give you the medicine."

I saw the man in front of me, his eyes flickering, and his expression suddenly showed expectation.

"Xie Yuchuan: You're here? Can Xu Su still be saved?"

Tu Huan looked at the unconscious Captain Xu and said, "You can try."

Xie Yuchuan's cold fingertips seemed to be filled with blood and warmth.

The gods have extraordinary magical powers. The family god said to give it a try, and then Xu Su must be able to be saved.

Tu Huan opened her backpack and took out the small wilderness first aid kit. Before she took a photo and sent it to Xie Yuchuan, all the things on her body that did not belong to this world should not be easily seen by others for the time being.

But it is better to be safe than sorry, and being cautious will avoid making mistakes.

If she wants to save someone, she needs to disinfect, clean and bandage the patient's wounds, and Xie Yuchuan will need to help clear the area during the first aid process.

After she finished communicating with Xie Yuchuan, Xie Yuchuan frowned slightly, seeming a little embarrassed.

This is where the problem lies. Xie Yuchuan is no longer a free agent.

As an escort officer, Xiong Jiushan could not let Xie Yuchuan out of his sight, especially after the accident that happened at night. This major general of the Xie family was in his heart.

This is the first danger!

Since leaving the city, the Xie family has been plagued by troubles one after another, and they are overwhelmed.

Before they even left Qiuling Pass, Xie Yuchuan almost died under an arrow right under his nose. If he had dodged for a moment, who knows how much trouble he would have gotten himself into.

"Tu Huan: If I rescue him, I'm afraid it will scare others."

Xie Yuchuan pondered for a moment and responded in his mind.

"Xie Yuchuan: Please allow the family god Rong Yuheng to wait for a moment. I will handle it."

Tu Huan didn't know what he was going to do, but since he had a way, she didn't worry about anything unnecessary and began to carefully examine the several larger wounds on Xu Su's body.

Xie Yuchuan turned to Xiong Jiushan, who had come to supervise him, and said, "Master Xiong, may I ask Master Li, the Songjiang yamen, to come over here?"

Xiong Jiushan stared at him, and his eyes fell on Xu Su next to him.

Xie Yuchuan and Xu Su's identities are somewhat sensitive, so Li Yanei may not be willing to come.

Xie Yuchuan knew what he was thinking and said calmly, "Master Xiong, just say that I, Xie Yuchuan, want to pray to the gods to save a friend's life. I believe Master Li should be interested."

Xiong Jiushan didn't expect him to say that. A flash of doubt flashed across his eyes, but he hesitated for only a moment before nodding and agreeing, "I'll send someone to invite him."

After saying that, he asked his men to invite Lord Li.

While Xie Yuchuan was talking to Xiong Jiushan, Tu Huan had already sorted out all the useful items in the first aid kit.

She also heard what Xie Yuchuan said just now.

"You want to pray to the gods? How do you do it?"

"Xie Yuchuan: ...?"

How to invite?

Place offerings and burn incense, and invite sincerely.

Could it be that our family god prefers other rituals?

Tu Huan then realized that Xie Yuchuan had misunderstood her meaning.

The other party wanted to perform an open "foreground play" for her convenience.

The Songjiang County Government Office was in the town. Not long after the messenger arrived, Tu Huan heard the sound of someone arriving outside before anyone else.

After a while, a slightly plump figure walked in.

It was the magistrate of Songjiang County, Li Zhouquan.

Soon after receiving the news, he rushed over to find out what was going on.

When I entered the house, the first thing I saw was Xiong Jiushan, the leader who was being escorted into exile.