Chapter 107 Awakening

When Mr. Hu received the report from his servant, his beard trembled.

"Can you say that again?"

"My cousin was stabbed in Qingque Street. She is now in the hospital for treatment. Her life or death is unknown."

He stood up and immediately ran out of the house with Uncle Jin.

There were too many people coming and going in the clinic.

The old man asked the doctor who treated Chen Shiyi.

"How is she? Is her life in danger?"

"She was stabbed twice, one in the waist and one in the chest. The bleeding has stopped now, but her breathing is weak. I'm afraid it's not good..."

The old man closed his eyes slightly.

"Old Jin, take my token and go into the palace to ask for the doctor."

"yes."

When the doctor at the clinic heard that this person was actually a high-ranking official, he became anxious again.

"Sir, the girl's wound should not be moved. Otherwise, if the wound that has stopped bleeding with great difficulty is torn, even the Great Luo Immortal will not be able to save her."

"Okay, okay, don't move. You must save her at all costs."

The doctor nodded.

"I would have done the same thing even if you didn't tell me."

In Lingyun Pavilion, Qingsong ran in with a panicked look on his face.

"Master Hou, something happened to the girl."

Wen Zhiheng, who was writing furiously behind the desk, stopped suddenly when he heard this.

he asked hurriedly.

"What happened?"

"On Qingque Street, a large number of masked assassins assassinated Uncle Nine, implicated the girl. Now the girl is in the hospital for treatment and is in a coma."

Wen Zhiheng's face turned pale instantly and he shouted sternly.

"Didn't I ask you to send guards to protect her?"

Qingsong shook his head.

"The assassins were powerful and strong, and all eight guards we sent were killed."

"Which clinic is it? Take me there quickly."

In Wanhe Hall, Wen Zhiheng, dressed in a black robe, entered Chen Shiyi's ward. Inside, Doctor Yu, who was invited over, was treating Chen Shiyi. Sitting on the chair next to him was Old Master Hu.

The old man looked at Wen Zhiheng, who rushed in covered in dust, with a stern expression.

"Did the Marquis enter the wrong room?"

Wen Zhiheng bowed to Mr. Hu.

"Master Hu, I'm here to see Eleven."

Mr. Hu snorted coldly.

"Chen Shiyi, I have never heard her call me uncle. Does she know any powerful and influential Marquis of Loyalty? Please don't ruin the reputation of Miss Hu..."

Wen Zhiheng said respectfully.

"I just need to know that she is safe and then I can leave. There is no need for you to rush me away, Lord Hu."

Mr. Hu glanced at him.

"Don't worry, she will be fine."

Wen Zhiheng retreated behind the screen, very far away, but he couldn't help but keep looking back, for fear of missing any news about Chen Shiyi.

It was not until dusk that Doctor Yu came out from behind the screen, wiping the sweat off his face.

"My cousin is seriously injured, but she has a strong will to live and keeps asking me to save her. As long as she survives tonight and takes good care of herself, she should be fine."

Mr. Hu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Zhiheng asked hurriedly after hearing this.

"What symptoms will she have tonight, and what medicine will she need?"

When Doctor Yu saw that it was the Marquis of Loyalty, he immediately saluted.

"The fever will not subside. There are plenty of medicinal materials. If there are a few pieces of century-old ginseng, they can save lives in times of crisis..."

"Okay, I'll go find it."

Old Master Hu looked at Wen Zhiheng's leaving figure, shaking his head and sighing.

At night, the light and shadow of the candles flickered all night long. No one dared to close their eyes, even Old Man Hu insisted on staying up all night.

Finally, when the dim light of early morning rose and Dr. Yu said that Chen Shiyi was fine, everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Zhiheng ignored Mr. Hu's obstruction, turned sideways, turned around the screen, and saw Chen Shiyi, whom he had not seen for a long time, lying on the bed with a pale face. If she had not been still breathing softly, he thought they would never see each other again in this life.

Although her life was miserable during those years in Fangling, she always loved to laugh. Later, after returning to Kyoto, she gradually stopped loving to laugh.

And now, she can't even smile!

She just lay there, almost separated from him by life.

His eyes were bloodshot.

"Eleven, I am sorry for you."

He wanted to hold her hand and feel her warmth.

But, she is the cousin of Doctor Yu Shi, and with the old man's protection, she can never become anything to him.

Not before, and certainly not in the future.

That brief fate turns into a lifelong regret that accompanies a person throughout his or her life.

"Mr. Hou..."

The sound of green pines echoed outside.

Wen Zhiheng looked at Chen Shiyi deeply, then turned and walked out.

When Chen Shiyi woke up, Yuan Xi was standing beside her, his eyes as red as a rabbit.

Yuan Xi saw Chen Shiyi wake up and burst into tears instantly.

"Sister, you've been sleeping for two days and two nights. Yuanxi was scared to death."

Chen Shiyi's eyes, which had just opened, slowly closed again.

"Where am I?"

"You are still in the clinic and cannot move."

Chen Shiyi glanced around and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Yuanxi, where are the others?"

"My uncle has gone to court, Xuwen is waiting outside, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Chen Shiyi's face was pale and she looked very weak. Talking these few words to Yuan Xi had already exhausted a lot of her energy.

"I'm in pain. My whole body hurts."

When Yuanxi heard this, he cried even harder.

"Okay, go ask the doctor if he has any painkillers, and then call Xuwen in."

"Sister, you called me?"

Xu Wen looked at Chen Shiyi, who was lying there pale and powerless, and his eyes seemed to be filled with sand.

"Xu Wen, please help me find out who sent me to the hospital and what he looks like. Ask him carefully..."

"yes."

Chen Shiyi said a few words, then he felt so tired that he passed out again.

When I woke up again, my mouth was full of bitterness and my head was aching. In a daze, I saw the old man and Long Muchuan.

"Alas, I finally woke up, it's good to wake up..."

"uncle…"

"Okay, okay, don't move. Your wounds haven't healed yet."

Chen Shiyi raised his eyes and looked at Long Muchuan who was standing aside without saying anything.

"Why are you so fine? This isn't fair."

Long Muchuan looked embarrassed when he heard this. He rubbed the tip of his nose to avoid the shame in his eyes.

"Well, I'm sorry for getting you into trouble."

"You've let me down in so many ways."

Long Muchuan nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, what compensation do you want?"

Chen Shiyi glanced at Old Man Hu, and the old man blinked.

"You're not going to give me some random estate title deed or something like that, are you?"

Long Muchuan waved his hands hurriedly.

"No, how about I pledge my love to you?"

Chen Shiyi was so excited that he felt pain in the wound and couldn't help coughing.

Yuan Xi poured some water behind him and hurried forward to feed Chen Shiyi.

Mr. Hu snorted coldly.

"Uncle Nine, you are so old now, do you still want to be the old cow eating young grass?"

Long Muchuan rolled his eyes.

What do you have to do with it, old man? He is not related to her and Chen Shiyi hasn’t even spoken yet.

He is a handsome man with unique temperament, and anyone with good taste can appreciate him...

What's wrong with being older?

Besides, older people will feel sorry for others.

Chen Shiyi has recovered from this period of tension.

"Let's get down to business. I want money."