Chapter 70 She will be fine



Chapter 70 She will be fine

Midnight, Wei Mansion.

Normally, everyone in the mansion would have gone to bed at this time, but today no one could sleep.

"Brother! The big ghost is dead! The big ghost is dead!"

Holding the crying little girl, Wei Changtian turned his head to look at Qiu Yun who was lying unconscious on the bed, and Lu Jingyao who looked like a lost soul beside her, his face was gloomy.

Judging from the results of the interrogation of the robbers, the mastermind behind this kidnapping is undoubtedly the Liu family.

It is estimated that their initial target should be Lu Jingyao, Qiu Yun was just a by-product, and Wei Qiaoling was an accident.

After all, the other party's final order was "Kill the big ones and let the small ones go", which shows that they were very clear about Wei Qiaoling's identity and understood the consequences if they killed Wei Qiaoling.

Killing a maid is not important to the overall situation. Killing Lu Jingyao can barely be regarded as equal revenge for beating Liu Zongliang half to death. But if Wei Qiaoling is killed... then it will be a situation of a fight to the death.

Wei Xianzhi might have really thought so, so he was not angry enough to immediately attack Liu Mansion to retaliate.

But to Wei Changtian, no matter whether it is Wei Qiaoling, Lu Jingyao, Qiuyun or Yuaner, their importance is the same.

"Master Wei, I have tried my best."

Beside the bed, the imperial physician raised his head, looked at Wei Xianzhi and sighed.

"Alas, this girl's internal organs have all been severely damaged, and she is not a cultivator, so she cannot use her internal energy to heal her injuries."

"To be honest, if she hadn't taken the life-saving drug before, she would have died long ago."

"But the effect of this medicine can only last for two more hours at most."

"After two hours, if the damaged internal organs still cannot be restored, even gods will be unable to save them."

“…”

An atmosphere of sadness lingered in the house.

Wei Xianzhi shook his head and was about to speak, but Lu Jingyao suddenly came to her senses at this moment and asked in a lost voice: "Is there any way to heal her internal injuries? It doesn't matter how much money it costs!"

“It’s not about the money.”

The imperial physician smiled bitterly and said, "As far as I know, there is only one magical medicine that can cure this injury, and that is the mica mushroom produced in the Tianshan Mountains in the far north."

"Mica Ganoderma..."

Wei Xianzhi and Qin Caizhen looked at each other, obviously they had never heard of this name: "Imperial Doctor Guo, where can I find this thing?"

"It's hard to find the sky. It's been many years since I last visited... huh?"

The imperial physician was suddenly stunned, and after thinking for a while, he hesitantly said: "Sir Wei, you are lucky, there may really be one in the capital right now."

"Where?"

"The palace."

“…”

Wei Xianzhi hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said in a deep voice: "In that case, I will go to the palace!"

"I'll go with you!" Qin Caizhen also stood up.

"good."

Wei Xianzhi nodded and patted Wei Changtian on the shoulder.

"Keep an eye on your sister and Jingyao."

After giving some instructions, he and Qin Caizhen hurried out of the door, apparently heading straight to the palace to see the emperor.

A commander of the Xuan Jing Division and a saint of the Tian Luo Sect, the two of them actually ran to the palace in the middle of the night to ask the emperor for medicine for a maid.

This matter was undoubtedly very moving at first glance, but Wei Changtian knew very well in his heart -

Wei Xianzhi and Qin Caizhen came to the palace this time just to put pressure on Ning Yongnian under the pretext of asking for medicine.

Besides this, Wei Changtian always had a vague feeling.

This medicine is not available.

At least if he were sitting on the dragon throne, he would not take out the medicine.

Alas, I hope Ning Yongnian’s ideas are different from mine…

He sighed inwardly, and looked at Lu Jingyao who was already waiting anxiously at the door for the magic medicine to be delivered back, and the system interface appeared in his mind.

[Mica Mushroom: Miraculous Medicine (Heavenly Grade), reshapes the body, can cure all diseases, 400 points]

400. I earned a total of 180 points after killing monsters a few days ago, and I still need 220 points.

Quite a bit different.

Wei Changtian gently handed Wei Qiaoling, who had cried herself to sleep, to Yuan'er, then walked to the bedside and silently looked at Qiuyun, who was barely breathing, for a while.

His eyes were closed, his face was pale, and even his lips were pale.

Unlike Yuan'er who sometimes has a bad temper, Qiuyun is always hardworking and obedient.

Even if it was cheating at cards, she would stand on her side without hesitation.

I had originally promised to find time to give her and Yuan'er a legitimate status, but I got so busy that I forgot about it...

Fuck the Liu family...

Wei Changtian gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down.

At this moment, a blood-stained dress piled in the corner caught his attention.

This is Qiuyun's clothes, which she should have taken off just now to facilitate treatment. There seems to be a wrinkled piece of rice paper that has been stained mostly with blood.

What is this? Isn't Qiuyun illiterate?

Wei Changtian pulled out the rice paper puzzledly and unfolded it in his palm.

But when he saw the small, crooked words written on it, he was stunned for a moment.

[To Qiuyun and Yuaner]

[The wind in the foggy valley dissipates the beautiful tailoring, and the autumn clouds send me to the Yaotai. 】

【The thread of mortal connection is always broken, the blue sea and blue sky let you go wherever you want. 】

These insect-like small characters were not written by Wei Changtian, but they are somewhat similar.

It is estimated that Qiuyun left his "original" work to Yuan'er, and then copied it word by word himself.

The whole poem, including the title, has a total of thirty-four characters, and only two occurrences of "autumn clouds" are particularly regular.

Because the only two words Qiuyun could write were her own name.

"call……"

After reading the poem several times, Wei Changtian smoothed out the rice paper, folded it, and slowly placed it next to Qiuyun's pillow.

"Wang Er."

"Sir, I'm here."

"Prepare the car. I'm going to the Xuanjing Division."

Wei Changtian didn't even turn his head: "Also, you go to the palace right now."

"I don't care what method you use, as long as you find out that my father didn't get the Yunmuzhi, immediately burn the Zimuyu and inform me."

"yes."

Wang Er turned around and walked out of the room without any nonsense or questions.

After hearing these words, Lu Jingyao, who had been standing at the door waiting for Yun Muzhi, hurried over and asked in a panic with a crying voice: "Husband, what are you going to do?"

"Won't the Emperor give us Yunmuzhi?"

"I hope Qiuyun won't get into trouble!"

"My husband, please say something..."

“…”

Compared to others who were still considering the impact of the kidnapping on the overall situation, Lu Jingyao's thoughts were simple.

She didn't even want to know who kidnapped them, and all she cared about was Qiuyun's safety.

Although she often got angry because Qiuyun always helped Wei Changtian when playing cards.

Although she would occasionally feel jealous when she saw Qiu Yun walking into Wei Changtian's room late at night.

Although Qiuyun was illiterate, and had no knowledge of music, chess, calligraphy, or painting, he and her had almost nothing in common except playing cards...

But the life and death of such a maid made her heart linger in her throat.

Lu Jingyao can only rely on Wei Changtian, so she is particularly afraid of hearing a negative answer or silence.

"My husband, tell me! Qiuyun won't die, right?"

"You, you tell me..."

"Please, tell me..."

The moon is hazy and the city is full of chrysanthemums

Lu Jingyao tightly grasped the corner of Wei Changtian's clothes and asked questions over and over again in an almost pleading tone.

Until a voice, although not loud, but extremely trustworthy, sounded in my ears.

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

(End of this chapter)

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