Chapter 229 Damn it, it was actually Shen Xu!

A person was lying on the ground.

To be precise, it was an eight or nine-year-old child.

The filthy, colorless clothes were now completely stained reddish-brown with blood.

The back of the clothes was torn with a large hole, and the flesh inside was turned inside out. The wound was about a foot long!

Fresh blood gushed out, and in a short while, a pool of blood had formed beneath him.

The child lay motionless on the ground, his face turned upwards, his features and complexion obscured by the darkness of his face.

A dark, grimy hand gripped Li Nanke's skirt tightly, so hard that the veins on the withered hand bulged out.

Her chapped lips trembled slightly, uttering indistinct murmurs.

Li Nanke subconsciously bent down and listened carefully before she could hear his faint voice.

"Help...help me!"

Please!

Zisu pulled her back, her face turning pale.

"Girl, this little beggar is a thief. So many people were chasing him just now, let's ignore him."

Li Nanke shook his head.

"He's not a thief!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she reached out her hand: "Sister Zisu, here's some wound medicine."

Zisu looked surprised and hurriedly took out the wound medicine she always carried with her.

Ever since Li Nanke was injured, she has carried wound medicine with her whenever she goes out.

"How do you know he's not a thief?"

Zisu handed the medicine to Li Nanke, then squatted down and tore the boy's clothes off his back along the opening of the hole.

His dirty back was exposed.

Li Nanke gently sprinkled the wound medicine onto the wound bit by bit.

While explaining, "This boy looks like a beggar from near Xiangguo Temple. Xiangguo Temple has always been a popular place of worship, so it is also a gathering place for beggars."

People who come to burn incense and worship Buddha are generally generous in giving beggars some money or food as a sign of kindness, so the beggars near Xiangguo Temple do not have a hard life and therefore rarely steal money.

"And do you see him carrying a money pouch?"

Zisu was taken aback and quickly reached out to grope the boy's body.

Then he shook his head. "No, not a single copper coin. But that doesn't mean he didn't steal someone's purse, does it? Maybe he stole it and hid it somewhere?"

Li Nanke nodded.

“That’s right, it’s certainly possible. But there’s another point: the people who were chasing him earlier had a steady lower body, but their steps weren’t heavy. They all looked like they were skilled in martial arts.”

"Even children who are beggars develop a keen eye, knowing who they can get things from and who they will not give to."

How unlucky do you think he has to be to steal from several people who know martial arts at the same time?

These were the basic skills she had just learned from practicing martial arts with Nangong Qiang for a few days, which were essential for observing skilled practitioners.

I never expected to need it today!

Zisu's expression changed slightly.

Why would someone who knows martial arts chase after a little beggar?

Li Nanke shook his head.

"I don't know. Perhaps the little beggar overheard something he shouldn't have, or maybe he knew what they wanted..."

Zisu's face turned even paler, and her voice began to tremble.

"Girl, you mean he wanted to kill us to cover it up? Oh my god... if we save him, will it cause us any trouble?"

Zisu stared intently at Li Nanke, determined to drag her out as soon as the girl uttered the word "yes".

Li Nanke calmly applied the medicine.

“We can’t explain ourselves if we go out now, so we might as well save him first.”

"This is Xiangguo Temple, a sacred Buddhist site. Buddha said that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Consider this a prayer for my grandmother, father, and mother."

The fact that she woke up from the dream was already strange. Whether it was divine intervention or Buddha's blessing, Li Nanke could not bear to watch a person die before her eyes.

The boy seemed to sense pain while unconscious; his body jerked violently and then began to tremble.

Li Nanke gently patted his shoulder and softened his voice.

"Don't be afraid, I will save you."

The boy's trembling gradually subsided, whether he felt her gentle pat or heard her voice.

Zisu quickly found a piece of white lining on the clothes rack next to her, tore it open, and used it to wrap the wound.

Li Nanke took out a medicine bottle from his pocket, put a pill in it, and stuffed it into the boy's mouth.

This is a medicine for stopping bleeding, promoting tissue regeneration, and reducing inflammation. It was also prescribed by Mr. Guiliu and left for her before he went to southern Xinjiang.

"After taking this medicine, she should stop having a fever. That's all we can do. The rest is up to her."

There were still people looking for him outside, so Li Nanke didn't dare risk taking him out.

Zisu could only move him a little further inside.

Zisu was a few years older than Li Nanke, and looking at the boy's thin and bony appearance, she couldn't help but sigh.

"This child looks to be about the same age as the girl. He is a beggar at such a young age. He must have been abandoned by his parents or lost his parents."

The poor thing has all his ribs sticking out, showing he's never had a proper meal.

Seeing that there was water in the tent, Zisu wet a handkerchief and used it to wipe the dust off the boy's face and hands, revealing his dark features.

"Hey, this little guy, although he's a beggar, a bit dark-skinned and thin, is actually quite handsome."

Li Nanke followed Zisu's hand and looked over, but when she saw the boy's face clearly, her brows furrowed tightly.

He is...

Her eyes widened, and she grabbed the boy's arm, forcefully pulling the unconscious boy up.

The movement was so forceful that it showed no regard for the wound on his back.

The boy had already fainted and was helped to sit up but did not respond; his head drooped limply.

She grabbed his arm with one hand and used the other to straighten his face, scrutinizing it for a long time.

Then I gasped.

Those eyebrows, those features...

Although he was much darker and thinner than the person in the dream, Li Nanke still recognized him:

Damn it! It was Shen Xu!

The little boy in front of me was actually Shen Xu when he was young!

Shen Cong, His Majesty sent so many people to find the eldest prince, Shen Xu and Shen Changsheng!

How did he end up near Xiangguo Temple and become a little beggar being chased?

But that's not important. What's important is that she actually saved Shen Xu!

A jumble of chaotic images from her dream flooded her mind, overwhelming her and causing her to lose her balance and experience a splitting headache.

If she had known that the person in front of her was Shen Xu, she would have run away immediately and never saved him!

Yes, absolutely not!

Li Nanke gritted his teeth and released his grip without hesitation.

Bang!

The boy fell heavily back to the ground.

She reached out to tear the white cloth that was just the right size for the boy, with only one thought in her mind.

We can't save him, let him die!

Remove her wound medicine and make her spit out her pills!

Shen Xu is not worthy of the position!

"Girl, what's wrong?"

When Zisu saw her daughter suddenly tear the white cloth tied to the boy's back into a mess with a stern face, and even try to wipe the wound medicine on it with the white cloth, she quickly reached out and stopped her.

"We finally managed to apply the medicine, and if we wipe it off now, the child will die!"

Will I die?

That's wonderful!

She wants Shen Xu dead!