Chapter 340 Li Rong: That man is not Chi Heng.
"Alright." Xie Liangchen scolded Afu for crying, took a deep breath and looked at Jiang Nuanzhi, finally nodding slightly and saying, "Please trouble Doctor Jiang to take a look at me first, the money is negotiable."
Jiang Nuanzhi took a deep breath and looked at the donkey again. The contractions had stopped, but the calf's head hadn't yet emerged.
In the end, she got up and turned to go into Liu Ma's house.
"Hey, Jiang Nuanzhi, where are you going?"
Afu asked with a sob in his voice. More than being scolded by Jiang Pangya, he was afraid that the young master would not be able to take the minor exam. If the young master could not return to the capital, wouldn't he be scolded by Jiang Pangya for the rest of his life? He didn't want that!
"I'm going to wash my hands so as not to defile your family's clean young master Xie," Jiang Nuanzhi said. Seeing them about to enter the house, she said directly, "You two go further away, so as not to scare the donkey."
When Afu heard Jiang Nuanzhi's first sentence, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, which was rare for him. However, after hearing the rest, his expression turned sour. He glanced at his young master and saw that the young master was just frowning and not saying anything. He didn't know what the young master was thinking, so he eventually shut his mouth as well.
Aunt Liu was quite perceptive at this moment, and quickly instructed the servant beside her: "Quickly, get some hot water for Doctor Jiang to wash his hands."
Then he smiled and looked at Xie Liangchen: "Second Brother Xie, don't you really want to come inside and sit down?"
Xie Liangchen shook his head. When dealing with others, his almost impeccable handsome face showed a proper smile. He said politely but distantly, "Thank you, Aunt Liu. No need to trouble yourself. I'll just wait here."
Aunt Liu nodded in agreement and squatted down to continue checking on her donkey. A rare moment of quiet ensued, broken only by the donkey's uncomfortably heavy breathing.
Jiang Nuanzhi was indeed very careful about hygiene. Or rather, what most doctors fear most is the possibility of bacterial infection, especially through human-to-animal contact.
She not only washed her hands carefully with hot water, but also soaked them in her own strong liquor before going out.
Then, he went straight out of the courtyard and headed towards Xie Liangchen. Too lazy to waste any more words, he asked directly, "Where is the injury?"
Xie Liangchen was probably in real pain; even in this heavy snow, sweat was soaking his forehead. When he heard Jiang Nuanzhi's question, he pursed his lips and nodded, then rolled up his sleeves and showed his hand to Jiang Nuanzhi.
Jiang Nuanzhi took a closer look and saw that there was reddish-purple bruising squeezed out from the index and middle fingers, but the finger bones were fine. She nodded and said, "The ten fingers are connected to the heart, and judging from this, it must have hurt a lot. But fortunately, the nails were not broken, nor were they everted. It won't affect your writing."
Upon hearing this, Xie Liangchen's tense expression visibly relaxed somewhat, and he added, "It really hurts. It's excruciatingly painful with the slightest movement, and I can't even hold a pen. How long will it take for my hand to heal?"
"You're injured, what are you doing with a pen?"
Jiang Nuanzhi really didn't understand his thought process, but still said, "This is a bruise. Since you came in time, let's apply a cold compress first and see how it goes. Then I'll help you release some of the bruise. If there's not that much bruise under your nail, the pressure will be reduced, and it won't hurt too much. It won't affect your daily activities."
After saying that, he glanced at Afu beside him and said, "Find a clean cloth, wrap it with snow, and put an ice pack on his finger."
She then took out a candle from her bosom, thinking she would use it to heat the silver needles until they were red-hot, to help Xie Liangchen bleed.
Jiang Nuanzhi was focused on seeing patients, unaware that a group of people had quietly entered the village from the front.
"General, is this where you and Physician Jiang live?"
Zhang Erhu was beaming with excitement. His face was red from the cold, and his beard, eyelashes, eyebrows, and even the exposed hair were covered in frost, making him look like a white-haired monster. He shouted excitedly, his voice cracking.
Everyone was in a similar situation to him, and upon hearing this, they all looked over with joy: "We've finally arrived."
"That's great! We can brag to them when we get back that we've been to Dr. Jiang's house."
"And General Li's house."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
After two days of traveling in terrible weather, the food and firewood that everyone carried were almost gone.
If we hadn't arrived by today, we would have been freezing in this icy wasteland for a night, and even if we didn't die, we would have been half-dead.
Fortunately, upon hearing General Li mention that they had arrived at the destination, everyone rushed into the village without hesitation.
Li Rong breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing that the village was almost completely covered in snow, he couldn't help but worry again.
It snowed all the way, and after entering the wilderness, many refugees had already frozen to death on the streets. Some of the bolder refugees even took over the homes of ordinary people, acting like bandits. Li Rong's biggest fear was that A Nuan and her companions would encounter such a situation.
If the snow had stopped, Li Rong could have discerned whether anyone had visited Qingquan Village by looking at the footprints on the road. However, the heavy snow continued to fall, erasing all traces. Looking at it this way, the entire village appeared to be almost completely filled with snow. Li Rong dared not delay and immediately entered the village.
The group consisted of soldiers, and they moved quickly, arriving at Liu Ma's house in no time.
Meanwhile, Liu Ma inadvertently spotted someone and couldn't help but become alert: "Someone's come into the village again! Fatty, hurry back to your house and call for help! Afu, you come with me to get your weapons, and Xie Erlang, you run quickly and go inform the village head!"
Jiang Nuanzhi was treating Xie Liangchen's hand wound. The silver needles were heated red-hot with a candle and she was drilling small holes in his finger little by little. She had already succeeded in one hole, and it was time to drain the blood. She frowned as she looked at it.
To be precise, Xie Liangchen, Afu, the young princess, and Yuchuan all became alert. Afu, following behind Liu Ma, grabbed a shovel and watched the other side warily.
Nowadays, there are quite a few people eyeing their village.
"Wait a minute! They don't seem like refugees." Afu stood on tiptoe, noticing something was wrong, and frowned. "They look like people from a military camp, and they're even leading horses!"
Aunt Liu was taken aback and frowned as she looked over. The snow was heavy at the time, and by the time they could see clearly, Li Rong and his group had already appeared in front of them unexpectedly.
Li Rong also happened to see Jiang Nuanzhi and Xie Liangchen standing together. And Xie Liangchen, to make matters worse, got up and stood in front of Jiang Nuanzhi, looking wary with a frown.
Li Rong's gaze swept back and forth between the stunningly beautiful girl and Xie Liangchen, finally settling on the overlapping hems of their clothes. For some reason, an indescribable emotion welled up inside him, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.
The next second, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
For a fleeting moment, he even thought the person in front of him was Anuan.
This scene was extremely familiar to Li Rong; if he remembered correctly, it was almost exactly the same as the scene in the painting.
However, that man was not Chi Heng.
(End of this chapter)
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