Chapter 22 Accident
Several guards here were almost crying with anxiety.
They tried their best to persuade the other party, but the other party was extremely indifferent.
One of the guards looked at the silent carriage behind him, then looked at the city wall, and pretended to crash into it and die here to clear the way for the young master.
Fortunately, several other people were quick to stop him.
"Are you stupid? If it were a normal time, you could intimidate them like this. But now is a special period, this trick will definitely not work!"
"But what about the young master... She's still unconscious... Wuwuwu..."
"If the young master is gone, what will happen to the Pu family? My children, grandchildren, and mother are all dependent on the young master for support!"
"It doesn't matter if I'm gone, but the young master is our pillar of support!"
His words were heartbreaking and resonated with everyone.
For a moment, everyone was a little overwhelmed.
Several men sat on the ground crying bitterly. The scene was heartbreaking.
Such tragic scenes have been seen everywhere since the famine in Wanning Prefecture began.
The guards guarding the city gate looked at them indifferently and unmoved.
When the fire does not burn you, everyone is an impartial judge.
Pu Qiongzhi's consciousness was in chaos.
She felt weak all over, with an inexplicable heaviness pulling at her.
There was a quarrel outside, but she couldn't open her eyes.
She tried hard but couldn't wake up.
After a long time, consciousness fell into darkness again.
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"Special dispatch from the imperial court, open the door immediately!!!"
When Pu Qiongzhi woke up again, she was awakened by this roar.
Consciousness gradually returned and she slowly opened her eyes.
Pu Qiongzhi looked at the surrounding environment.
Is she in a carriage?
Aren't they on their way?
Oh no!
How long has this been?
Pu Qiongzhi's face changed slightly and she suddenly pulled open the curtain.
The few people who followed her were guarding a stove, apparently decocting medicine.
They all looked listless and droopy-headed.
Pu Qiongzhi suddenly spoke out.
His voice was hoarse. "What are you doing?"
Everyone turned around in disbelief when they heard the sound.
"Young Master! You're awake!!"
"The young master has woken up! Sanqing Zhenren, may God bless you!"
"You finally woke up! Woo woo woo..."
The men seemed to have suddenly lost their strength, and tears filled their eyes.
Pu Qiongzhi looked at the city gate not far away.
"What's going on? You won't let us through?" She guessed the whole story at once.
Everyone nodded, their faces gloomy.
"How many days have I been unconscious?" she asked.
"About two and a half days... Your fever was so severe that we had to get a carriage."
Pu Qiongzhi looked at the padding inside the carriage.
For a few of these rough guys, it's pretty good that they can do this.
"Thank you all for your hard work lately. It's thanks to you that I was able to wake up." Her heart warmed.
Several men scratched their heads and asked, "The key is how are we going to get back?"
"Didn't you hear anything just now?" she asked.
Several people looked at each other in confusion, "What's that sound?"
"..." Pu Qiongzhi shook her head, "Maybe I heard it wrong?"
She seemed to hear...Nangong Hua's voice.
Pu Qiongzhi looked back at the closed city gate, and her weak body made her cough.
"Young Master, please drink the medicine first." One of the guards poured the medicine into a kettle that was broken in two and handed it to her.
Pu Qiongzhi frowned and drank the medicine.
A wave of drowsiness and dizziness swept over her again, and she bit the tip of her tongue to force herself to wake up.
"No. I have to find a way to return to Lin'an as soon as possible. Otherwise, my family will be worried..."
"We haven't found Zhailou yet, so we can't fall into that place too!"
Pu Qiongzhi turned around and asked, "Do you have any money on you? Let's pool our money and see if we can..."
"We left in a hurry and didn't bring much money. We left almost all the silver in this carriage." The guard was a little embarrassed.
Pu Qiongzhi was at a loss now. "That's right. At this juncture, I'm afraid they won't be flexible."
The physical discomfort made her unable to think for a while.
She sat there, fighting the disease in her body.
Just when they were at a loss, the city gate slowly opened.
"The door is open!" the guard exclaimed.
Several people stood up quickly.
Pu Qiongzhi struggled to get up, but she had no strength.
Everyone hurriedly helped her up carefully.
They hurried to the door, fearing they would miss it.
Just as they were desperately moving in that direction, a group of people slowly walked out of the door.
The leader was Nangong Hua, who was wearing dark green clothes and a cloak.
He looked nervous and quickly glanced at everyone.
The moment he saw Pu Qiongzhi, he quickly jumped off his horse.
"Madam! I'm late!" He took a few steps forward and lowered his head to look at Pu Qiongzhi's face.
"What happened? What happened? Madam has suffered..." He said, feeling a sharp pain in his heart.
A feeling of bitterness and indescribable regret and self-blame surged into my heart.
Pu Qiongzhi looked up and was about to say something when her vision went dark and she lost consciousness again, "..."
"Madam?!" Nangong Hua quickly picked her up and carried her to the carriage nearby.
The team set off again.
With Nangong Hua's guide, they had a smooth journey.
Nangong Hua personally took care of Pu Qiongzhi in the carriage.
With him protecting Pu Qiongzhi in the carriage, they could travel a little faster.
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In just one day, they finally returned to the Pu family mansion.
"Quick! Call Doctor Duan!"
The carriage drove all the way to the gate of Pu Qiongzhi's courtyard.
Nangong Hua carried the person down, used his cloak to block the wind, and sent the person to the inner room.
Pu Rongda and others all gathered here waiting for news.
Everyone wore masks made of medicinal herbs and stretched their necks to get a glimpse of the young master.
Doctor Duan took Pu Qiongzhi's pulse and then heaved a sigh of relief.
"Young Master probably caught a cold last night, a minor ailment, not an epidemic. He just needs to rest and take some medicine and he'll be fine."
After hearing what he said, everyone felt relieved.
"But why did Madam fall into a coma for several days due to a cold? Is it serious?" Yan'er wiped her tears and asked with a nasal tone.
Ever since the lady didn't come back in time, the little girl has been worried and has been crying for two days.
Now, seeing her beloved wife, who was fine when she left but sick when she came back, she was so distressed that she couldn't stop crying.
"Maybe because she was away from home, everyone thought the young master had contracted the plague, so they gave her medicine to treat the plague, which delayed her illness... Otherwise, with the young master's physique, she could have recovered on her own." Doctor Duan expressed his guess.
"It's okay, it will heal quickly and there won't be any permanent problems! Don't worry! I'll prescribe some medicine right away!"
Nangong Hua, who was standing by, held Pu Qiongzhi's hand, with worry and heartache indelible between his brows.
Yan'er looked at him like this and felt puzzled.
She winked at Shuangxi, who was standing beside her, indicating that she should follow Doctor Duan to boil the medicine, while she would continue to stay here and serve the lady.
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