Chapter 350 Evil Organization

"That's right! If I were here, I would have sewed it beautifully." Qiaoxiu was very disappointed. Why didn't she come to the prefectural city with her?

"I will sew very carefully, so that even after it heals, there will be no scar."

Si Xi wished she could sew it all over again.

How can a woman have scars on her body! My aunt is the most beautiful woman in the village!

Old Pang shook his head; it was no use saying anything now.

Midwife Hong thought her sewing was alright, right?

Qingqing said she would sew it just like sewing clothes, and she felt that her sewing skills were not that bad.

Only Lu Qingqing didn't care.

"Just surviving is a stroke of good fortune, why are you being so picky? This little scar is nothing, it'll fade away with some ointment later."

Hong the midwife has done a good job.

After all, she has life experience and has seen the bloodshed of childbirth. As long as she understands that cutting open a person's chest or abdomen is not killing, but saving a life, she can do it very well!

"Sister Hong, once I'm better, I'll teach you how to have a C-section."

"C-section?"

"Yes, in cases of difficult labor, a cesarean section can be performed to deliver the baby, which increases the chances of both mother and child surviving."

However, many conservative people are unwilling to risk their health, which requires our efforts.

As the saying goes, life is priceless.

One year, two years, and people will gradually accept it. We doctors are, after all, doing a lifelong business.

healer.

Is she considered a doctor?

A hint of fanaticism slowly appeared in Hong the midwife's eyes.

During the days she was imprisoned, she watched pregnant women being dragged out and having their bellies cut open, and watched babies who were not yet full-term die on the ground.

At that time, she desperately wanted to save them!

Tears welled up in Hong's eyes again.

Regret for the past, and longing for the future.

"Life is priceless. A man can perform cesarean section to remove a tumor, and of course, he can also deliver a baby," Si Xi said.

Old Pang and Qiaoxiu nodded together.

Life is priceless.

The road ahead is long.

Practicing medicine is difficult, and the path of medicine is even more challenging.

But with guides and companions, working towards a common goal, we will eventually forge a path of holy light leading to enlightenment.

Old Pang: "Master, why are you so late?"

Sixi: "It's not too late at all! Didn't you say you wanted to live life to the fullest? If you live another hundred years, you'll have made your money's worth!"

A hundred years? You really dare to say that.

He'd be lucky to live another fifty years, no, even just thirty!

There are so many things that can be done and so many people that can be saved in thirty years!

As Lu Qingqing smiled, she suddenly remembered Mo Lang.

"Oh no, Mo Lang has been poisoned..."

"Don't worry, don't worry," Old Pang quickly said. "I've already removed the Gu from him using the method we researched last time."

First, use silver needles to seal acupoints, forcing the Gu worms to swim to the arm, then remove them by slicing the veins, and finally suture the wound.

He's fine now.

That's good, that's good.

Lu Qingqing was relieved.

She was exhausted, and her eyes were starting to droop.

Outside the door.

The man had calmed down and stood quietly, holding the brewed medicine in his hands, listening to the conversation inside come to an end.

He looked up at the distant sky and exhaled the stale air that had been pressing on his chest.

He understood a little more.

This group of people are working together on a big project.

Not for wealth, not for power, but to do a sacred thing that will benefit future generations and be passed down through the ages.

Suddenly I felt so insignificant.

My gaze fell on the figure kneeling upright a meter away.

"Mo Lang, stop kneeling."

"Sorry, you are no longer my bodyguard, and I have no right to deal with you."

"It's also wrong of me to punish you."

He once felt that he was out of place in the palace, and that he was kind, soft-hearted, and could not stand the indiscriminate killing of innocent people.

Actually, he's no different from anyone else.

People who grow up under those rules actually agree with those rules.

But Qingqing is right, no one is born to give everything for someone else.

He cannot erase all of Mo Lang's loyalty because of one mistake by Mo Lang, or because of the betrayal he himself had suffered.

"You're no longer mine."

"From now on, be completely loyal to her."

"Even if one day she asks you to kill me, don't hesitate."

Mo Lang slightly raised his eyes.

As a secret guard, loyalty is an indelible mark etched into one's bones from the moment one enters the secret guard camp.

Even if it means killing your brothers, your lover, or even your parents, you must not betray your master.

To live for one's master and to die for one's master is the mission of a secret guard.

He never intended to betray the young master.

Even though the young master gave him to Miss Lu.

The true master in his heart is still the young master.

But at this moment, after hearing Ji Ruyan say these words...

He was not afraid; on the contrary, a sense of joy gradually rose in his heart.

Those lessons learned, etched into my bones, the shackles on my soul, are all shattering.

A voice was clamoring: He's willing! He's willing to be loyal to Lu Qingqing.

Where the heart leads.

Mo Lang kowtowed deeply to Ji Ruyan one last time.

The door opened.

Old Pang, Sixi, and Midwife Hong came out.

Qiaoxiu stayed behind last, changed Lu Qingqing's dressing, and covered her with a blanket.

I looked outside.

She asked in a voice that wasn't too loud or too soft, "Sis, could that person be your husband? If yes, I won't bother you. If not, I'll stay here and watch over you, and I won't leave your side for a moment."

Everyone perked up their ears and didn't move forward another step.

Ji Ruyan also gripped the medicine bowl tightly in her hand.

Since they didn't hear Lu Qingqing's voice inside, everyone's gaze towards Ji Ruyan became less eager.

The man's expression remained unchanged, and his anxiety gradually subsided.

It's nothing, as long as she's alright.

His eyes were fixed on the medicine, a hint of eagerness in them.

The medicine is at the perfect temperature now; if you don't drink it soon, it will get a little cold.

The door creaked open.

Qiaoxiu grinned: "Future brother-in-law, hurry up and go in to give my sister her medicine, she's sleepy again."

Ji Ruyan was stunned.

The surprise was so sudden, I couldn't quite process it.

"Hehehe... Young master, please come in!" Old Pang made way for him.

Si Xi nodded in satisfaction: Not bad, not bad, good-looking, good build, meets the conditions Uncle mentioned.

Midwife Hong grew bolder, a triumphant smile on her face: "Well, you can handle the dressing changes from now on. Don't keep nagging me while I'm changing the dressing!"

...

Two days later, Lu Qingqing had a high fever for the second time, but this time the fever subsided quickly.

After that, they were completely out of danger.

Her body was no longer so weak, but she had lost a lot of weight, and her chin had become pointed.

Ji Ruyan was the same.

Lu Qingqing laughed at him: "Can't we have some kind of telepathic connection? I'm thin, and so are you."

"Yes, it hurts for you, and it hurts for me too. Please don't scare people like that again."

Ji Ruyan kissed her on the cheek.

I've gotten bolder these past few days, kissing people all the time.

They're not as rigid as they used to be.

The dressing was changed, and the body was starting to dry.

She loved watching him with his eyes downcast when he wiped himself down.

It's as if not looking at it means you haven't overstepped the bounds.

She just had to tease her.

So he would gasp for breath from time to time, saying that he was pulling on his wound.

Then he dared not lower his eyes.

After wiping her back, she would always have a flushed face and beaded sweat on her forehead, as if she had done a very tiring job.

Lu Qingqing lay on the bed, looking at him and laughing again.

"Don't laugh like that, what if you aggravate your wound?" Ji Ruyan said, somewhat annoyed.

It was obvious without even thinking that Lu Qingqing was making fun of him.

What could he do? He couldn't control his body even when he was chanting the Heart-Cleansing Mantra in his heart.

Pure in heart and free from desires...

What I said before seems like a joke.

"Young master, all the people have been captured!" someone reported from the doorway.

Lu Qingqing stopped smiling and gestured for someone to come in.

Ji Ruyan lowered the bed curtains. "Come in and report."

When Lu Qingqing sent people to investigate the unusual circumstances surrounding the disappearances of those pregnant women, they actually discovered quite a few clues.

As expected, a complete and evil organization was hidden in the city.

No, it's not just in Fucheng; there are many such organizational chains throughout the entire Daqian region.

The first step is for the doctor to provide the pregnant woman's information.

The best are pregnant women who are not valued or cared for by their husband's family.

The second step involves a fortune teller visiting the pregnant woman's home to predict good or bad fortune and then tricking her into drinking water infused with a blessing.

The third step was to drug the person, take them to a nunnery, cut open their abdomen to remove the placenta, and make Dazaowan (a traditional Chinese medicine).

The fourth step was to sell the Daizo-maru to wealthy and influential merchants in various regions.

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