Chapter 189 Slap in the Face (First Update)
Aunt Ling showed no mercy with this stab; she truly intended to kill Gu Chenglin. The ferocity in her eyes was a stark contrast to her usual gentleness.
Gu Chengfeng snapped out of his daze and quickly pulled her away!
Gu Chenglin fell into a pool of blood, his sorrowful eyes wide open as he stared blankly at Aunt Ling, who lay sprawled on the ground, a triumphant look on her face.
I'm so sorry to her!
I'm so sorry to her!
Then she'll destroy them all!
Aren't those two old geezers the ones who cherish Gu Chenglin, their precious grandson? Then she'll kill him!
And then there's Gu Chenglin, he loves her the most, like he loves his own mother.
That stab must have caused Gu Chenglin a lot of pain, right?
"Do you really think I like you? If it weren't for staying in the Marquis's manor, would I even bother to look at you? Hahaha... Hahahaha..."
Aunt Ling burst into maniacal laughter.
A fierce wind blew outside, blowing up all the gauze curtains, and her laughter sounded like the wailing of a vengeful ghost.
The aunt who thought she loved them was actually just using them as tools to climb the social ladder and gain favor. How ironic, how embarrassing!
Both brothers suffered a terrible blow; it was as if the sky had fallen.
Gu Chengfeng's mind went completely blank. He instinctively patted Gu Chenglin's pale face, crying out, "Third brother! Third brother!"
Gu Chenglin's condition was very bad; blood stained his clothes, and his breathing became increasingly weak.
Gu Chengfeng grabbed him and rushed out the door: "The royal physician! Quickly, call the royal physician!"
The physician of the manor had a truly eventful day. First, Consort Ling inexplicably became pregnant, and then the Third Young Master was stabbed in the heart. He wondered if he was getting old and was finding it hard to adapt to life in the Marquis's manor.
The physician from the prefectural hospital busied himself examining Gu Chenglin's injuries.
Logically, the knife should be removed before Gu Chenglin's bleeding is stopped and his wound is stitched up.
The knife was stabbed in such a bad spot, almost right in his heart. If it were pulled out, the bleeding would be unstoppable.
If he doesn't pull it out, Gu Chenglin won't be able to hold on for much longer.
In other words, Gu Chenglin is beyond saving.
The physician said sadly, "Please forgive the old lady for being unable to help."
"What happened?" Lord Gu rushed in anxiously.
He was furious when his two brothers went to see Aunt Ling, but he never expected that something bad would actually happen.
Seeing Gu Chenglin covered in blood with a knife stuck in his chest, he felt as if his heart was being torn apart!
Of his four sons, he favored Gu Yan the most, but he certainly didn't neglect the other three.
"Huang Zhong! Quickly, fetch the imperial physician!"
He roared!
Huang Zhong went without stopping.
No sooner had Huang Zhong left than Gu Changqing entered the mansion.
He did go to the military camp, but he was restless, so he came back.
He was a soldier; he had killed and been wounded. The moment he saw Gu Chenglin, he knew Gu Chenglin was beyond saving.
Even the most senior medical officer in the military camp couldn't treat this level of injury.
At first, Gu Chenglin's wounds were only bleeding, but soon his body began to tremble and he started spitting blood.
Gu Chengfeng was filled with remorse!
It's all his fault; he didn't keep a close eye on his third brother!
If he had even the slightest wariness towards Aunt Ling, like he was towards Madam Yao, he wouldn't have been so caught off guard.
Gu Chengfeng held Gu Chenglin's hand, tears streaming down his face.
Gu Changqing clenched his fists, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
In that instant, no one knew what he was thinking, but they only saw him suddenly stride forward, wrap his arms around Gu Chenglin's knees and back, and carefully pick him up.
"What are you going to do?" Lord Gu asked.
"Take him to see a doctor!" Gu Changqing said solemnly.
Lord Gu angrily said, "Why go find a doctor? Huang Zhong has already gone to fetch the imperial physician! He's so badly injured, don't move him unnecessarily!"
He was a martial artist after all, so he had some common sense. It's best not to move a seriously injured person carelessly, as it can easily tear the affected area and wound.
Gu Changqing replied, "The imperial physicians cannot save him."
Lord Gu was furious: "If the imperial physicians can't save you, how can the doctors outside save you? Don't you even know what time it is? Which doctor is still open waiting for you to come and treat you?"
Gu Chengfeng also looked at Gu Changqing: "Big brother..."
Gu Changqing didn't explain anything further. If that person couldn't be saved, then even if all the imperial physicians came, it wouldn't make a difference.
He wasn't sure how skilled that person was, but he knew the limits of the Zhao Kingdom's imperial physicians; they couldn't treat this kind of injury.
Gu Changqing was a man who valued rules the most. Regardless of his relationship with Lord Gu, he never openly disobeyed his father.
This was the first time he had so resolutely contradicted Lord Gu.
"You unfilial son! Come back here!" Lord Gu stepped forward to grab him, but was blocked by Gu Changqing's guards.
Gu Changqing's bodyguards were given to him by the old Marquis, and they only obeyed Gu Changqing's orders.
Lord Gu was so angry he jumped up and down, cursing his own father a hundred and eighty times in his heart: Am I not your biological son?!
Gu Changqing wrapped Gu Chenglin in a cloak and carried him out of the mansion.
A cold wind was blowing.
He carefully protected his younger brother in his arms.
He could feel Gu Chenglin's aura gradually weakening.
This is not just a matter of injuries; Gu Chenglin himself seems to have lost the will to live.
"You can't die. I promised Mother I would take care of both of you..."
He forced himself to calm down, but in fact, because he was too worried about Gu Chenglin, he didn't notice a familiar presence following closely not far away.
Gu Chengfeng was startled when he saw his older brother arrive at Bishui Hutong.
Gu Jiao was awakened in the middle of the night by a knock on the door.
She went to open the door first.
She wasn't afraid of being robbed in the middle of the night because she could rob them back and wouldn't have to worry about them reporting her to the authorities.
She opened the door, and to her surprise, it was Gu Changqing.
Gu Changqing held a blood-soaked boy in his arms.
Gu Jiao had beaten up Gu Chenglin, so of course she knew him.
She wasn't surprised at all that the guy got stabbed.
Gu Changqing's expression was complicated. He understood the discord between Gu Chenglin and the siblings, and he also understood that Gu Jiao was largely unwilling to see Gu Chenglin.
But he had no other choice.
He looked at Gu Jiao, opened his mouth, and said with difficulty, "Please, save him."
On a rooftop not far away, Gu Chengfeng felt as if his heart was being pierced by needles.
Is this still the same arrogant older brother? Is he the cold-faced Yama who never bows to anyone in the military?
He actually humbled himself and begged a little girl!
What will she do?
Will I refuse my older brother?
Gu Jiao opened both doors: "Come in."
Gu Changqing carried Gu Chenglin into the courtyard.
Xiao Liulang also woke up. He came out dressed in thin clothes and glanced at Gu Changqing and Gu Chenglin, whom he was holding in his arms.
Gu Changqing had come here to take care of Gu Yan, who had smallpox, so Xiao Liulang knew him, but Xiao Liulang had never met Gu Chenglin.
Gu Chenglin was injured, and blood was dripping from his wound.
Xiao Liulang didn't ask any more questions and said to Gu Jiao, "Let's go to my place. I'll take Xiao Jingkong to your room."
Gu Jiao agreed, "Okay."
Xiao Liulang went back to his room and carried the fast-sleeping Xiao Jingkong to Gu Jiao's east room.
Gu Changqing carried Gu Chenglin into the west room.
Gu Jiao took out a light blue paper that Gu Changqing had never seen before from her small medicine box and spread it on the bed: "Okay, put the person on it."
Gu Changqing gently put Gu Chenglin down and looked at Gu Jiao, asking, "Is there any hope for him?"
Gu Jiao took out disinfectant and disinfected her hands: "It's hard to say, turn on the light."
Gu Changqing hurriedly went to light the oil lamp on the table.
Xiao Liulang gathered the remaining oil lamps in the house and lit them one by one.
Gu Jiao said to Xiao Liulang, "Go to sleep first." Then she said to Gu Changqing, "Go boil some hot water."
“Okay!” Gu Changqing readily agreed.
The two went out.
Gu Jiao put on gloves and began to examine Gu Chenglin's injuries.
She cut open Gu Chenglin's shirt with scissors. The doctor in the manor gave him some hemostatic powder, but the effect was minimal, and fresh blood continued to seep out. Fortunately, the doctor did not impulsively pull out the knife; in this situation, if he had, he would have bled to death on the spot.
Without X-rays, Gu Jiao could only determine the insertion point based on the length and angle of the dagger.
I don’t know whether to say Gu Chenglin was lucky or not, the blade was less than half an inch away from his heart.
Gu Jiao put him on an IV drip, administered an adrenaline injection, and then took a test strip outside. She said to Gu Changqing and Xiao Liulang, who hadn't listened to her and gone back to their room to sleep, "He needs a blood transfusion. I'll collect your blood types."
The two of them didn't understand what blood type was.
However, blood transfusion therapy has also been used in military camps, mostly by using internal force to push blood into the recipient's body, but this therapy has a very high mortality rate.
Gu Jiao collected blood from the fingers of the four people.
The results did not match.
The old lady and Gu Yan and the others were not considered, as they did not meet the requirements for blood donation.
Gu Changqing asked, "We are brothers, can't I even use my blood?"
Gu Jiao said, "This is very complicated. Even if Gu Yan and I are twins, our blood types may not match."
Gu Changqing was completely bewildered.
Blood tests for kinship, where blood mixes to identify blood relatives, doesn't that mean blood can be matched? Military medical officers mostly recommend using the blood of relatives, but a certain mortality rate is still unavoidable.
This is because although relatives are more likely to have the same blood type due to genetic factors, it does not mean that they are safe enough.
"Ah, Liu Quan!" Gu Jiao thought of the old chief priest's steward, who was in his prime and could donate blood.
Gu Changqing planned to go next door to find Liu Quan, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw Gu Chengfeng standing at the door with an icy expression.
Gu Changqing was slightly taken aback: "Why are you here?"
Gu Chengfeng's gaze was icy: "I should be asking you that, elder brother. Why are you here? Didn't you say you were taking our third brother to find a doctor? Is this the place? What kind of doctor is here? Just a young apprentice from the Miaoshou Hall?"
Gu Changqing vaguely sensed that his younger brother was different from usual, with a somewhat dangerous aura, but at the moment his mind was full of Gu Chenglin's injuries, so he didn't think much about it.
He said, "I don't have time to explain to you, get out of my way!"
Gu Chengfeng said, "I won't allow it! Brother, you betrayed us long ago!"
Gu Changqing took a deep breath: "Yao is innocent. Mother's death has nothing to do with Yao."
Gu Chengfeng's fists clenched so tightly they cracked: "So, eldest brother accepted them? Even if Yao didn't kill Mother, third brother was seriously injured by that girl! Don't you know how much that girl hates third brother? I think eldest brother is so infatuated with that girl that he only remembers that he has a younger sister and doesn't remember that he has two younger brothers!"
Gu Changqing said coldly, "Shut up!"
"You said you only have two younger brothers, no third brother, and no sister. Have you forgotten that?" Gu Chengfeng's eyes were like torches. "Fine, then let me ask you, did she say she could definitely cure your third brother? No, right? So if she deliberately killed your third brother, she could just claim that his injuries were too severe and there was no way to save him!"
Gu Changqing's patience had reached its limit: "She's not as bad as you say! My third brother is in critical condition. If you don't move aside, don't blame me for being impolite!"
Gu Chengfeng was determined: "Fine! Then I'll give it a try, elder brother! If you won't protect your third brother, I will! I will not let anyone hurt me today—"
Before he could finish speaking, a small figure suddenly approached from behind him, raised a syringe, and plunged it in!
"You—" Gu Chengfeng turned his head, his body swayed, and he fainted.
Gu Changqing caught him.
Gu Jiao put away the syringe and drew some blood from Gu Chengfeng.
Gu Changqing looked shocked: "Weren't you inside? How could you..."
Gu Jiao shrugged: "Oh, I'll go through the back door."
He went to the old master's house through the back door, and then came out of the old master's house and ambushed Gu Chengfeng.
Gu Changqing looked at the unconscious Gu Chengfeng: "He..."
"It's nothing, just a little tranquilizer," Gu Jiao said, glancing at the test strip in her hand. "Hmm, no need to look for Liu Quan."
Gu Chengfeng's blood type matches Gu Chenglin's.
Gu Changqing carried the person inside.
Xiao Liulang brought over a set of dry clothes. Gu Chenglin's clothes were soaked in blood and could no longer be worn.
Gu Changqing left in a hurry and didn't think things through so thoroughly. He looked at Xiao Liulang seriously, without the unfamiliarity and wariness he felt when they first met: "Thank you."
Gu Jiao said, "You can all leave now."
The surgery was too bloody and violent, and she didn't want to leave any psychological trauma on the patient's family or her own.
The two went to the main room.
Gu Chengfeng slowly woke up when Gu Jiao drew blood from him, but he was unable to move due to the effects of the sedative.
He looked at the strange things stuck in his and Gu Chenglin's arms, as if his blood had flowed into his brother's body.
Gu Jiao didn't care whether this guy would leave her with psychological trauma.
Gu Jiao raised the scalpel and said calmly, "I'm going to begin the surgery."
Gu Chengfeng scoffed.
The next second, Gu Jiao swiftly pulled out the dagger, and blood splattered everywhere!
Gu Chengfeng: "...!!"
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