Chapter 57: How could someone suddenly fall into a coma due to an accident?

The next moment, Song Sheng entered the tent with the little doctor, who looked very dissatisfied.

"What's wrong with my bandage? If you do it again, I won't bandage you anymore and just let you bleed out!"

Song Sheng raised his hand to cover his lips and coughed lightly a few times. Then he tilted his head and spoke softly as if coaxing a child. He said a few words before sending the person away.

"Lord Song is so busy all day long. When did he become so close to this young doctor?" Min Shi'an looked at the young doctor's back as he walked away and said with interest.

Song Sheng took a few steps forward, found a place to sit, and then responded, "Song Chen was seriously injured in his early years. The doctors in Shangjing City couldn't cure him. By chance, he met a miracle doctor."

"So, we're familiar with each other."

Song Sheng's face was pale, and the color of his lips had not yet returned, but the smile in his eyes made him look energetic again.

"Naturally, he also has some dealings with the little genius doctor."

"And the gifted junior sister who is often mentioned by the Miracle Doctor and the Junior Miracle Doctor."

Min Shi'an's expression froze, and only then did he realize how Song Yanxuan had discovered that he was proficient in medicine.

She felt something was amiss. Although Song Yanhao was indeed well-connected in the capital, with her mother's ability, it would not be a problem for her to hide these unimportant matters from Song Yanhao.

It turned out that she was sold out at such an early stage by two people who couldn't hide the truth.

"Your Highness, don't be angry. They didn't reveal who that junior sister was." Song Sheng saw that her expression was not right, and added softly, "I found out later based on fragmentary information."

Hearing this, Min Shian took a deep breath and said, "It's okay."

Then she turned and asked casually, "How are you?"

"Why did you fall into the water?"

"The sky was dark, and with the rain blocking my view, I accidentally stepped on a fruit peel hidden in the mud and fell into the water. After a sharp pain in my forehead, I lost consciousness."

Song Sheng answered calmly, as if he was not the protagonist of the ridiculous incident of almost losing his life due to slipping.

"you……"

Min Shian didn't know what to say for a moment when he heard this. His words seemed reasonable at first glance, as if it was an accident.

But if you think about it a little, you will know that he is making excuses.

Not to mention that Song Yanhao has excellent eyesight, so the possibility of him slipping on fruit peels is almost non-existent. Even if he really fell accidentally, with Song Yanhao's reaction ability, it is impossible for him to fall into the water.

Min Shian really couldn't think of anything else that could have almost caused Song Yanxuan's death.

But Song Yanxuan didn't want to say it, and she wouldn't force him.

"Well, judging by the intensity of the rain, it will probably stop tomorrow. I've already made all the arrangements, so just focus on recovering."

"Chuntao, give it to your lord."

Min Shian saw that Song Yanxuan was not in good condition, and he couldn't help feeling worried, so he ordered Chuntao to see him off, wanting him to go back and have a good rest.

"Yes, Master."

After receiving the order, Chuntao respectfully escorted the person to the outside of Song Sheng's tent, and left after paying her respects.

The next day.

The day when the rain stopped and the sky cleared finally arrived. Min Shian breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the bright sun, and sighed, "It's been a long time since I last saw it."

Chun Tao, who was beside her, supported her and said, "Master, the relief grain should be arriving soon."

Min Shian nodded and immediately took Chuntao to clear the accumulated water and conduct a large-scale search and rescue for refugees.

Even though she wanted to conceal her identity, she didn't do it very deliberately. Because of the jade pendant on her waist, it was still discovered by some people who knew the value of it.

Word spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, until even the common people knew that Princess Yongkang had disregarded her own safety and personally repaired the river embankment, and was busy dealing with the disaster.

Therefore, wherever she went, she was accompanied by the people's sincere gratitude.

After all, it is unheard of that a princess, a member of the royal family, would be so compassionate to the people.

Of course, Lord Song is also famous.

It’s just that the people don’t understand the twists and turns in the vortex of power, and don’t know that under the current circumstances, it is actually more commendable that Song Yanxuan is willing to do this personally.

Therefore, the people's calls for the princess were louder.

After more than two hours, Min Shian had rescued more than a hundred people. Although exhausted, she did not forget to look for the best location to set up a porridge stall.

Considering that the people of the two cities could not travel long distances, she initially booked five porridge stalls in the larger Suiyang City and three in Sangyan City.

It ensures that people living in every corner of the city can reach the nearest porridge stall within a quarter of an hour's walk.

Min Shian looked at the strand of hair that fell from his hand and sighed, "Xiao Tao, if this doesn't end soon, your master might become a monk."

"Master, it will be fine." Chuntao comforted awkwardly from the side.

Min Shian handed the map to Chuntao and said, "Send someone to build a porridge shed as quickly as possible. It doesn't matter if the porridge shed is a little simple. It must be quick."

"Yes, Master."

After being busy for nearly a day, Min Shian lay down on the hay couch and felt that all his bones were stretched.

She has now gotten used to this hay couch very well. At first, she felt it was a little uncomfortable, but now she feels that this hay couch is even more comfortable than the silk mattress in the princess's mansion.

The last porridge stall and the delivery of relief food were completed one after another.

Min Shian, who had not slept enough, washed his face with cold water, forced himself to wake up, wiped the water droplets on his face with a handkerchief, and took Chuntao out of the tent in the best condition.

"I greet Her Royal Highness. All of Her Royal Highness's disaster relief grain is here. Please have a look."

The escort officer was Xie Zhuangyi's man. Although Min Shi'an trusted him, he also knew that she and Song Yanxuan were here, and no one dared to tamper with this batch of disaster relief grain.

But just in case, she asked Chuntao to complete the inventory before taking over the batch of relief grain from the escort officer.

"Thank you for your hard work, sir."

"I dare not. This is what I should do. Your Highness the Princess is the one who works the hardest." The escort officer saluted repeatedly.

Min Shi'an quickly discussed with Jiangzhou Mu and others and divided the relief grain into four parts.

Thirty percent was transported to Suiyang City, twenty percent was transported to Sangyan City, twenty percent was sent to various soup kitchens, and the remaining thirty percent was temporarily kept at the command center as a reserve.

Just as she was about to head to the nearest porridge stall in Suiyang City, Chuntao said with a serious expression, "Master, something bad has happened."

"Master Song has fallen into a coma."

Min Shian rushed over in a hurry, but was driven out by the young doctor. She paced back and forth outside the tent, listening to Song Yanxuan's unconscious groans from time to time inside the tent.

How could he suddenly fall into a coma?

What's going on?

She couldn't help but think of the worst, and her fingertips couldn't stop trembling.

"It's okay, Junior Sister. It's just that the wound is infected and he has a high fever and is unconscious. I will help him treat the wound and he will recover soon. Junior Sister, just go and do what you need to do."

The young doctor took time out of his busy schedule to shout loudly.

Min Shian was so anxious that beads of sweat covered her forehead. She stopped for a moment, but she still had a lot of unfinished business, so she had to leave now.

"Little Miracle Doctor, please send someone to inform me if you have any news."

"Okay, okay, don't worry, little apprentice sister."

Min Shian left in a hurry, feeling somewhat uneasy.

There were enough people in the porridge stall for the time being, so she went to the flooded village west of Suiyang City to provide rescue.

She and Chuntao stood on a simple raft. Everywhere they looked was surging muddy water, emitting a foul and stuffy smell. Occasionally, some scattered objects would float on the water.

Among those odds and ends, there are things used by the common people, and there are also things belonging to the common people.

Min Shian and Chuntao remained calm.

The two of them each performed their duties. Chuntao was responsible for paddling the raft and controlling the search direction; Min Shian was responsible for observing where there were surviving victims and rescuing them after finding them.

This village was flooded yesterday. The rain had already subsided a lot, but for some reason a riverbank near the village suddenly broke, and in the middle of the night.

The casualties were heavy, with almost no survivors in the entire village, and several surrounding villages were also affected.

Either they were directly drowned, or they were struggling to hold on in some cracks, waiting for the elusive chance of rescue.

Min Shian opened his eyes wide, not missing any place where refugees were suspected to appear.

Even if they gained nothing, Min Shian and Chuntao did not dare to slack off. What if they missed someone's call for help due to their momentary negligence?

The bamboo raft was drifting slower and slower. Chuntao's sleeves were soaked with sweat and stuck tightly to her skin, but she didn't feel tired at all.

Because there were two women and three children on the bamboo raft.

It looked like they were a family. The two women stared at the three children without saying a word.

The child was very well-behaved and didn't cry or make a fuss.

Min Shi'an and Chuntao looked at each other and decided that they couldn't add any more people to the bamboo raft. So Min Shi'an paddled the raft together and quickly brought these people to the land.

They handed the refugees over to the rescue personnel assigned to the command center, and then paddled the raft deeper into the village.

This went on for dozens of times, and dozens of people were rescued.

It was getting dark and they couldn't find anyone any more, so Min Shian took Chuntao and left, preparing to go to the porridge stall.

"Xiao Tao, you've been tired for several hours. Go back first. I'll go to the porridge stall."

"No need to follow."

Chun Tao endured the numbness and swelling in her arms. She took a deep breath and said, "Master, I'm fine."

"There are too many people in the porridge stall and it's easy for trouble to happen. Master, please take this servant with you."

Min Shian raised his eyebrows and gently patted Chuntao's arm. Chuntao's mouth twitched, but soon returned to normal.

She teased, "Still being stubborn, your master's kung fu may not be very impressive, but he's quite agile and light-footed, so he can run fast. There's no need to worry."

Chuntao had no choice but to agree. This was all the master had to say. Slaves should know their limits.

Soon, Min Shian arrived near the porridge stall. She looked from afar and saw that the porridge stall was surrounded by people. She didn't know where to get in.

Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded from behind.

"Your Highness, follow me."