Chapter 307 A Needle

Juro knocked on the door: "Commander Wan, it's me. May I open the door for you?"

Wan Jin, who was packing her things inside, heard Shi Lang's shout, put on her clothes, and pushed open the door.

Lu Shan was sitting in a chair, and Su Qingyan was under the corner of the table, her mouth was stuffed with cloth, and there were several layers of yellowish cloth wrapped around it.

As Shiro entered the room, he couldn't help but look at the disheveled but undeniably handsome young man before him: "Is this the person my sixth brother brought back?"

Lu Shan poured himself a cup of tea: "Yes, I heard he's the heir of the Marquis's mansion. The commander told us to keep an eye on him, saying he's not a good guy. Tonight, Wan Jin and I are taking turns on night watch. Why did Shi Lang come over? How's the commander's injury?"

Shiro sat down in the chair next to the table, took the tea that Lushan poured for him, and coughed lightly after watching Wan Jin sit down opposite him: "The injury is on the shoulder, and it has scabbed over now. I took his pulse, and apart from fatigue, there is no major problem. I have already given him the medicine."

After finishing his sentence, he took a sip of the now-cold tea and continued, "The medicine prescribed will make people a little drowsy. My sixth brother said he was worried about this person, so I came over to check on him."

Lu Shan waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, Commander. We'll take turns on guard duty, and we definitely won't let anyone escape."

Wan Jin chimed in, "That's right. It's only a three- to five-day journey from here back to Taiyuan. Old Lu and I take turns traveling together, so this guy won't cause any trouble."

Shiro gently shook his head: "Even if the two of us take turns on duty, we will inevitably get tired at times. Tonight I will go and brew some medicine to make people fall asleep. We can just tie them up and force-feed it on the way, which will make things easier for you."

Wan Jin and Lu Shan thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"Alright"

"Then I'll have to trouble you tonight, Juro."

Shiro smiled and took out a silver needle from his pocket: "It won't be too much trouble, it's just a side thing. It will take a while to prepare the medicine tonight, so I'll give him an acupuncture first. He should be quiet until tomorrow morning. He can rest well tonight."

Wan Jin nodded vigorously: "This method is good. Let's not wait any longer and start the acupuncture now."

Shiro nodded, placed the medicine box on the table, took out silver needles from his pocket, squatted down to look at the unconscious Su Qingyan, and saw that there seemed to be bloodstains on her body. Based on his medical instincts, he directly took the pulse of Su Qingyan's bound hands.

After checking the pulse, Shiro frowned. The man was somewhat weak, and judging from the pulse, it was due to excessive blood loss. His physical constitution was not bad; he was weak, but there was nothing seriously wrong with him.

But this person...

Shiro subtly gave Wan Jin and Lu Shan a look. This man was pretending to be asleep, acting as if he were unconscious. No wonder Sixth Brother noticed him; he was indeed cunning.

However, this could not be hidden from Juro, who was a doctor.

Shiro took out a silver needle, pressed it on Su Qingyan's body, tore open her clothes, and then, with his fingers twirling the thin silver needle, pierced Su Qingyan's body with it.

Su Qingyan, pretending to be unconscious: !!!

Before Su Qingyan could even cry out, she felt a sharp pain spread throughout her body from the acupuncture point, and couldn't help but groan.

Wan Jin scratched his head: "Is that all? He looks like he's about to wake up?"

Juro apologized verbally, but felt no remorse at all, saying, "Oh, maybe I stuck it in the wrong spot."

After saying that, he pulled out the silver needle and this time aimed at another acupoint on Su Qingyan's body, and then inserted the needle.

A strong numbing sensation spread to Su Qingyan's upper body again. The intense numbness made Su Qingyan panic and fear. Perhaps he was afraid that Shi Lang's medical skills were not good enough and that he would hurt him. He hurriedly opened his eyes.

Who are you? What do you want?

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wan Jin said with a grin.

"Hey, Juro, not bad! You've woken him up with that needle."

Shiro smiled shyly but acted swiftly, pulling out the silver needle again and piercing the acupoint that had truly caused the person to faint: "It'll be over soon."

After saying that, he looked down and saw that Su Qingyan's head had tilted to the side and she had completely fainted. Wan Jin squatted down next to Shi Lang and gently patted Su Qingyan's face. After patting for a while and finding no response, he slapped Su Qingyan hard.

After it was over, Wan Jin shook his hand and said, "He must have really passed out now. He didn't even wake up after such a big slap."

Shilang checked Su Qingyan's pulse again, and this time nodded in satisfaction: "Alright, now there shouldn't be any trouble. You can all get a good night's sleep. He'll probably be unconscious for a day or two, but it's okay. However, his stomach injury still needs to be treated."

Wan Jin shrugged: "The commander said not to worry about his injuries, what was the waste again? What was it again?"

Lu Shan sighed and added, "Qianhu said it was a waste of resources."

Shiro understood that this person must be quite troublesome. Perhaps his sixth brother disliked this person, or perhaps this person had hurt his sixth brother. Otherwise, given his sixth brother's personality, he would not have taken someone's life.

"What did this guy do to make Sixth Brother hate him so much?"

Wan Jin and Lu Shan exchanged a glance, neither of them knowing what was going on. However, when they returned, Wang He told them that this person was somewhat evil, and that the commander had tried to kill him twice but was almost struck by lightning both times. It was strange.

"We're not entirely sure either, but he's probably not a good person."

Liu Lang nodded: "I understand. I'll go back and prepare the medicine now."

After seeing Shilang off, Lushan and Wanjin squatted down in front of Su Qingyan in perfect unison. Lushan scratched her face for a moment, then patted Su Qingyan's face: "She really does look like she's been knocked unconscious by a needle."

Wan Jin nodded: "This cousin of the commander is quite skilled. Back in Daxing, many people in the group got their wound medicine from him, and it was quite effective."

At this moment, Qi Rong was in Li Mingshu's room, holding Yue'er in one arm with her sitting on his lap, and feeding her food bite by bite.

Yue'er raised her head, her cheeks puffed out, and looked at Qi Rong while chewing, saying something somewhat indistinctly.

“DouDou, tsk tsk, you eat too.”

A gentle look appeared in Qi Rong's eyes. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped Yue'er's slightly dirty mouth: "Uncle doesn't eat. Uncle ate something when we came out. Yue'er, eat. After you eat, Yue'er will grow tall."

Li Mingshu, watching Qi Rong gently coaxing the child, finally couldn't hold back her sobs. Covering her face, tears streamed through her fingers: "Second brother? How are Father and Mother now? Is Father still in good health? How is Mother? I heard Mother fell ill last year, and I was unfilial and couldn't go back."

Seeing his usually dignified and virtuous younger sister sobbing uncontrollably, Qi Rong quickly comforted her, "It's alright, it's all alright. Aunt's illness has improved a lot, she just misses you terribly..."