Chapter 93 Springtime Heart in Turmoil (Part 1) Off we go, to Qingyun Creek! ...

The gate, already shaky from the recent battle, collapsed with a creak as soon as Song Qiling leaned against it, kicking up a cloud of dust.

She carried her junior brother across the threshold, a difficult movement.

Because her junior brother was much taller than her, his feet dragged on the ground, and he was almost being dragged along by her.

As the dust settled, a large sliver of cold light pierced the eyes.

Song Qiling squinted and saw a row of sharp longswords all pointed at her.

It's unclear when it started, but the huge courtyard has been packed with people. Leading the way are tense-looking servants holding knives, followed by guests and servants craning their necks and whispering among themselves, watching the spectacle.

Their gazes, a mixture of fear and curiosity, pressed down on her as if she were a monster, almost pinning her to the spot.

Song Qiling's breath hitched, and he belatedly realized the meaning behind his junior brother's earlier words.

His half-demon identity was probably exposed before he even broke into Zhao Yu's bedroom, wasn't it?

Oops... This is getting a bit troublesome.

After thinking for a moment, she steeled herself, carried Gu Lianzhou a few steps forward, and stumbled, almost falling into the arms of the head servant. Gasping for breath, she said, "Gentlemen, please, please save my young master! He was just injured in the internal organs by a demon, and he's bleeding profusely... If he's not taken to the doctor soon, I'm afraid... I'm afraid he won't make it!"

She turned to look at the dilapidated door behind her, her eyes filled with terror, her whole body trembling as if she had been scared out of her wits. "That monster that hurt people is still inside! My servant and I risked our lives to escape. If you gentlemen don't believe me... go inside and see for yourselves!"

Upon hearing this, the servants exchanged glances, their eyes sweeping over the two people in front of them.

Because Gu Lianzhou was slumped over the servant's shoulder with his head hanging down, his face covered in blood and dirt, it was indeed difficult to recognize his original appearance. The group of people could not be sure that this person was the monster who had released the tentacles earlier. They dared not make a decision for the moment, for fear of hurting their distinguished guest and having difficulty explaining to their host.

During the brief standoff, a few daring onlookers, unable to contain their curiosity, cautiously moved forward and peered into the open, dark doorway. What they saw, they let out a shrill scream.

"A demon... there really is a demon!"

"It seems the prince is still inside!"

"Save lives! Saving lives is the priority!"

These screams were like cold water poured into boiling oil, causing the scene to explode instantly. The servants holding knives changed their expressions and, without any further hesitation, rushed in as well.

The courtyard was thrown into chaos.

Song Qiling felt a sense of relief and dared not delay for a moment. Taking advantage of the brief chaos, she gritted her teeth, tightened the heavy burden on her back, and moved unsteadily toward the outer edge of the crowd.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the "monster" inside the house, and for a moment no one stopped her.

Just a few steps after squeezing out of the crowd, he bumped right into Yu Qi, who had rushed over after hearing the news and was eager to see the excitement.

"Hey, what's going on..." Yu Qi's question was only halfway through when his gaze fell on the blood-soaked body on Song Qiling's back. Upon recognizing the familiar clothes and figure, the playful smile on his face instantly froze, turning into incredulous horror, "...Brother Gu?!"

How could he have been so seriously injured while just changing his clothes?

"Damn it!" His anger flared up instantly, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he rolled up his sleeves, ready to rush inside. "Which bastard did this? I'll chop that bastard into mincemeat and feed him to the dogs!"

"Yu Qi!" Song Qiling hurriedly stepped aside to stop him, her voice extremely low, "Don't be impulsive, help me first, my junior brother is too badly injured, we can't afford to delay!"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Yu Qi's face showed a moment of disbelief. He scanned Song Qiling's face several times, his voice rising so high it was almost cracking: "Who are you? Song San?"

"Didn't you run away to wander the world? What are you doing here? Your face... what are you dressed like? How did you end up hanging out with Brother Gu? What's going on? Why is he bleeding so much? Is there any hope for him?"

Upon suddenly seeing an acquaintance, especially one who had changed his appearance, Yu Qi had endless things to say. His long string of questions made Song Qiling's eyes twitch slightly: "This is not the time to talk about this. Quick, help me get him to the car, and we'll go to the clinic!"

"Oh...yes, yes, yes! Let's hurry, let's ride in my carriage."

The two said no more. Yu Qi stepped forward to help support Gu Lianzhou's limp body and hurried toward the carriage parked at the alley entrance.

Soon, the carriage rumbled and rolled quickly across the cobblestone road, disappearing at the end of the alley.

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Half an incense stick later, the carriage stopped in front of the Murong residence, and the two helped Gu Lianzhou rush into Liu Dai's room.

"I really don't trust the doctors in the city. Suddenly I remembered that we have a miracle doctor in our family. Come on, Liu Xingchuan, it's time to save lives!"

Liu Dai, who was forcibly pressed down in front of the table, was completely confused, but still, with the compassion of a doctor, she directed the two people to lay the person flat on the bed.

Upon seeing the injured man's face, he could no longer remain calm. He turned around, grabbed Yu Qi's collar, and said with a ferocious expression, "Weren't you supposed to be attending a birthday banquet? How come you got beaten up?"

Yu Qi scratched his head, his gaze shifting uncertainly: "I don't know about this either... You, you should save people first, we can talk about the rest later."

While the two were arguing, Song Qiling pried open his junior brother's mouth, stuffed a Yuan-protecting pill inside, and said without turning his head, "Brother Liu, your medical skills are superb, quickly take a look at how my junior brother's injury is?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Dai took a deep breath, dismissed the two men, and bent down to carefully touch the person's body. His face turned from red to green, and in the end, he was so angry that he couldn't say a word.

He took the cloth bag containing the silver needles, removed Gu Lianzhou's clothes, and began to apply the needles. After an incense stick's time had passed, he had pricked the man like a hedgehog. Then he walked outside the screen, his face grim, and said, "I have never seen anyone suffer such severe internal injuries. What's even stranger is that Brother Gu has no wounds on his body."

As the "instigator," Song Qiling was so ashamed that she couldn't lift her head. After pondering for a long time, she finally told the truth.

"Song San, have you gone mad from some kind of shock? How can the human body withstand demonic energy? Besides... you said that demonic energy is colorless and formless, so how could it affect Brother Gu's ribs and internal organs?"

"I can't explain this in a short time." Song Qiling concealed his junior brother's half-demon identity, looking rather troubled: "In short, my junior brother has had similar experiences before, and each time he escaped unscathed, so I took a chance..."

Yu Qi was amazed after hearing this and clapped her hands: "I never thought that the demon hunters of your Tianji Sect were so perverted, using their own bodies as vessels to exorcise demons?"

Song Qiling said with shame, "This whole thing started because of me. My junior brother is innocent. Doctor Liu, how are my junior brother's injuries? How can he recover?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Dai's lips curled up, but he was amused by her anger: "Good question."

He paced back and forth in the small space, his whole being exuding an unspeakable anxiety: "Brother Gu's meridians are in disarray and his internal organs are damaged. It is a miracle that he is still alive. I have already used acupuncture to protect his lifeline, but even so, he can only hold on for five days at most."

"Five days? What does that mean? He's going to die in five days?" Yu Qi tugged at the end of her hair, wondering if she had misheard. "Liu Xingchuan, isn't there any other way?"

Song Qiling's face turned deathly pale. She staggered forward, grabbed Liu Dai's sleeve, and began to tremble. Her knees buckled, and she was about to kneel down before him: "Dr. Liu, please save him."

Liu Dai's gaze trembled slightly as he raised his hand to lift her up: "There is still room for maneuver in this matter..."

"Liu Xingchuan, can you stop pausing when you speak!" Yu Qi roared from the side, nearly tearing her hair off. "You scared me to death! Tell me, tell me, what other way is there to save Brother Gu?"

"There is a medicinal spring in Qingyun Creek that can straighten bones and muscles and promote the growth of flesh and blood. It is especially useful for internal injuries. Brother Gu's current condition is dangerous, so it is just right to use the medicinal spring to heal him."

Liu Dai smiled bitterly, "It's just that I've been a disciple for quite some years now, and I don't know if the medicinal spring still exists. If it has dried up, Brother Gu is afraid there's nothing he can do to save it."

Song Qiling hurriedly asked, "How far is Qingyun Creek from here? If we travel day and night, can we get there within five days?"

Liu Dai nodded: "Of course, but if the decision has been made, we must set off now and not delay for a moment."

"What else is there to say? I'll have someone pack our bags right now. Brother Song, you should also get ready quickly, and we'll set off immediately." As he spoke, Yu Qi had already pulled Song Qiling towards the door.

After they finished getting ready, they boarded a carriage outside the side gate of the mansion. The wheels had barely rolled over the bluestone road and they hadn't even left the secluded alley when they were blocked by another luxurious carriage.

"Who's blind?!" Yu Qi stuck his head out to curse, but saw a figure in pure white gracefully leap down from the carriage opposite and bow respectfully in his direction.

Upon seeing the person's appearance, Yu Qi swallowed back all the filth he was about to utter.

Gu Shaoyang was completely unlike his usual composed self. He hurried forward and solemnly cupped his hands, saying, "I am Gu Shaoyang, the second son of the Gu family. May I ask if my elder brother, Gu Lianzhou, is in your carriage?"

Hearing the commotion outside, Song Qiling lifted the carriage curtain and looked out. Seeing that it was an old acquaintance, she quickly waved for him to come closer and talk.

Her disguise had been removed, revealing her true appearance. Upon seeing her, Gu Shaoyang's eyes immediately lit up, and he exclaimed, "Master Song? It's you?"

"It's been a long time, Young Master Gu." Song Qiling's expression was solemn and his tone was urgent. "I'll get straight to the point. Your brother is suffering from severe internal injuries and his life is in danger. We need to rush to Qingyunxi of the Medicine Sect for treatment immediately. If you don't want to delay his treatment, please make way for him quickly."

Upon hearing this, Gu Shaoyang realized the seriousness of the problem and dared not delay any longer. He could only suppress his doubts and silently memorize the whereabouts of the group. He then quickly returned to the front of the car and whispered to the driver to clear the way.

"Let's keep going!"

With a crack of the whip, the coachman's whip cracked, and the carriage shot off like an arrow. Life and death were at stake, and the wheels rolled rapidly and dully over the cobblestones.

The carriage swayed, and the curtains were violently whipped up by the wind. Song Qiling looked back at Gu Shaoyang, who was far behind the carriage. He stood there blankly, watching them go, his eyes full of worry.

The afternoon sun was still strong, shining through the flying dust into the car and casting dappled light on Gu Lianzhou's tightly closed eyelashes.

The carriage was so bumpy that it probably aggravated his injuries, and his already pale face turned even whiter and bluer. Song Qiling couldn't help but feel a great sense of panic.

Can my junior brother's body really withstand such a long journey?