Su Rong took the medicine in time, it was the best elixir for restoring vitality and saving lives that couldn’t be bought even with tons of gold. Moreover, she managed to avoid letting the cold wind penetrate her body and drank the ginseng soup in time. Therefore, under Zhou Gu’s attentive care, she truly didn’t develop a fever that night.
She slept peacefully throughout the night.
Zhou Gu occasionally woke up in the night, felt Su Rong’s forehead to find she didn’t have a fever, then fell back to sleep in a daze. So, he too, accompanied her in a night of sound sleep.
The next day, as the sky brightened, Zhou Gu was still asleep until Ziye knocked on the door.
Hearing Ziye’s knocking, Zhou Gu opened his eyes, took a glance at Su Rong first, and upon seeing her still asleep, he immediately got out of bed, walked to the door, opened it, and asked in a low voice, "What’s the matter?"
Ziye immediately also lowered his voice, "Young Master, we need to leave quickly. There are troops heading towards Nanping from Jibei, they are no more than a hundred miles away from us. Coming from Huang Mountain, they have managed to stay under the radar. Fortunately, you had the foresight to let me investigate, otherwise, we would have had a hard time discovering them. We still haven’t found Zhang Yun."
"How many troops?"
"I don’t know yet. I haven’t fully investigated, but there should be a large number of troops, no less than one hundred thousand."
Zhou Gu nodded, "Alright, we should set off at once."
He turned around and walked back into the room, approached the bed, and saw that Su Rong had already opened her eyes. He directly said to her, "We need to leave quickly. As expected, troops have been mobilized from Jibei. It’s not safe for us to stay here for long."
He repeated the information that Ziye found out.
After hearing it, Su Rong was not surprised. After all, this was a result Zhou Gu had predicted long ago. She also felt that Zhang Ping wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer. She nodded her head and tried to get up.
Zhou Gu quickly helped her up, "Don’t exert yourself, I’ll help. Otherwise, your wounds may get worse, we still have time." After a pause, he said, "After I change your dressing, we will set off immediately."
Su Rong didn’t want Zhou Gu to change her bandages anymore. She told him, "Get me a female doctor."
"I don’t trust them," Zhou Gu said: "I wouldn’t dare to let any stranger close to you unless I monitor them." He looked at Su Rong, his face turning slightly red, but he insisted, "Let me do it. It’s better to do it myself rather than let it be done by an unfamiliar nurse."
Su Rong felt helpless. She was about to agree when they heard Fen Ling’s voice from outside, "Lord Thursday, is my sister awake?"
Zhou Gu answered, "She is."
"May I enter?" After holding back all night, Fen Ling wanted to see Su Rong and know the severity of her injury. Although Ziye had described it earlier, he still wanted to see it with his own eyes.
"Come in." Su Rong spoke.
Upon receiving permission, Fen Ling immediately pushed the door open and walked in. He saw that Su Rong was being supported by Zhou Gu. Seeing her weak condition, his eyes reddened, "Sister, it’s all my fault. You would not have been nearly..."
"Enough, didn’t I get rescued in the end?" Su Rong thought that Fen Ling was not to blame. After all, he was the one who sent her back to Marquis Nanping Residence. The most crucial thing at that time was to make sure Zhang Mao was held captive and guarded closely, especially as the place where she caught him was not close to the Marquis Residence. She also didn’t anticipate that Nangong Yu would resort to such an extreme measure to kill her, not just him but many others too.
She thought that three hundred assassins would be more than sufficient to protect her, especially since she wasn’t completely defenseless.
Fen Ling nodded, then turned to Zhou Gu and thanked him solemnly, "Thank you, Lord Thursday. You are the savior of my sister. From now on, you are my brother-in-law."
Ziye thought to himself at the doorway, didn’t he just say he would consider him as an ancestor? How did he change his mind so quickly?
Despite needing no gratitude from Fen Ling, Zhou Gu felt comfortable and happy to hear the word ’brother-in-law’. He found Fen Ling agreeable from every angle. He waved his hand with a smile, "Since you already call me brother-in-law, there’s no need for thanks."
Fen Ling laughed and looked to Su Rong, "Sister, I said it right, didn’t I?"
Seeing Zhou Gu nearly floating with happiness, Su Rong certainly couldn’t disagree. She nodded while chuckling, "Yes."
She asked Fen Ling, "Is there any woman among the assassins? Did you bring one with you?"
"Yes, there is one." Fen Ling immediately replied.
Su Rong ordered him, "Call one of them, she could help me clean up and change my dressing."
"Okay." Fen Ling immediately left."
Zhou Gu looked at Su Rong, surprised that there were female assassins among her guards. Well, administering her medicine was a task which truly tested his self-control. It would be better not to do it, he didn’t really wish to personally handle this kind of thing for her, it was too torturous.
Shortly after, a woman in black came in with a medicine box and greeted Su Rong, "Mistress, I am Lan Zhi."
Su Rong nodded.
Zhou Gu, now reassured, walked out.
After he closed the door, Lan Zhi opened the medicine box, looked at Su Rong, then went to fetch clean water. With seemingly no rush, she carefully dressed Su Rong’s wounds, showing meticulous attention to her tasks.
Only then did Su Rong realize the convenience of female guards and said to her, "After this, only you should dress my wounds."
Lan Zhi nodded, "Yes."
Su Rong had multiple wounds on her body: ten or so were serious while others were superficial. It wasn’t until Lan Zhi opened Su Rong’s clothing and yesterday’s wound dressings, did she realize the severity of her injuries. But luckily whoever had bandaged her was skillful and had used high-quality golden injury medicine, and Su Rong’s wounds had healed overnight. Though they looked terrible, none of them were infected.
Lan Zhi carefully cleaned around Su Rong’s wounds, swiftly dressing them with fresh bandages with golden injury medicine, that she fetched from her medicine box.
While dressing her back, she said in a low voice, "Mistress, your injury on the back is too deep. I’m afraid it will leave a scar."
"Even if I use the cream stick made from the fat of a unicorn and the satin of a jade slip, it will also leave a scar?" Su Rong asked.
"The wound is too deep, even if this medicine is applied, I can’t be certain." Lan Zhi was unsure as well.
"It’s okay, even if it leaves a scar, there’s nothing to be done about it." Su Rong felt lucky to have her life saved, thanks to Zhou Gu. As long as she was alive, a small scar was nothing.
Lan Zhi nodded and while dressing her wound said, "However, among us assassins, Zizhu is skilled at tattooing. If this cream stick made from the fat of a unicorn and satin of a jade slip doesn’t work and a scar really forms, then let Zizhu tattoo a peony or some other flower over it. It will mask the scar and won’t hinder the aesthetics. After all, it will be such a pity for such a lovely woman as you to have a scar."
"Alright," Su Rong laughed, "that’s a good idea."
She knew there were female assassins named after plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum flowers, though she had not interacted with them much. She had no idea that someone was skilled at tattooing.
"However, it’s better not to have a scar. Tattooing is very painful," Lan Zhi said.
Su Rong didn’t care about the pain, but she also didn’t want scars on her body. After all, she was still a young girl who loves beauty, "We have plenty of cream sticks made from the unicorn’s fat and the satin of jade slips, just use them as much as you need. If they really don’t work, the prescription can be modified. This prescription doesn’t have the Vitality Herb, probably because it’s rare and difficult to find. But it isn’t like this herb can’t be found at all. Have someone go deep into the wilderness and they should be able to find it."
In pursuit of beauty, she didn’t mind making extra efforts.
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