Chapter 31
Shen Yu told her everything she knew, and although she still didn't know the truth, she felt a sense of relief that the matter was over.
After returning to the inn, I slept for a long time and didn't get up until the sun was high in the sky the next day. I was too lazy to even take care of the business.
As soon as she went downstairs, she saw the staff and customers all peering out the doorway at the street.
"What's wrong?"
She couldn't possibly miss such a lively scene, so she squeezed to the front.
Although Qin Lie was quite old, he was still enthusiastic about this kind of thing, but compared to others, he had a more worried look on his face:
"I just saw Chi Yan's colleague run over, it looked like he was chasing someone, and he made a mess of the street."
"Have you seen Qiu Chiyan?"
No, not at all.
Qin Lie still doesn't know that Qiu Chiyan was injured and hasn't fully recovered. He just looks strong on the surface, and others keep quiet about it, always skipping over this part when chatting.
It's good that he didn't try to be brave and chase after them.
Shen Yu thought.
Seeing the street vendors frantically cleaning up the mess left by the chase, she bent down and went over to lend a hand.
The fruit that had rolled on the ground was still relatively clean; she could dust it off and sell it. But the steamed buns, once they hit the ground, were covered in dust and sand, and were in terrible condition; they couldn't be sold, so she bought them all.
The malt shouldn't be a problem.
"This group of people... they're causing trouble in the city every day, I wonder when it will ever end."
Uncle Jia Chao, who has been selling steamed buns in Sanhe Town for more than ten years, felt sorry for the things he had worked so hard to make early in the morning, while cursing at people.
"There's still a month left, just bear with it a little longer, Lao Jia." Lao Liu, who had quickly moved his stall aside, also came over to help him.
There's excitement, but making money isn't always easy. Life used to be peaceful and stable. Now, the street is full of out-of-towners, and stalls can be overturned at the slightest provocation. It's really hard to muster the energy to keep dealing with it.
“But this month has been tough.” After picking up his things, Uncle Jin sat down on the steps to rest, looking like he was giving up. “I heard yesterday that a wealthy merchant from the south has added a prize to tomorrow’s Hundred Gates Sacrifice Knife Competition. He’s brought out some kind of elixir. He’ll give the elixir to whichever young talent wins.”
"What kind of medicine is that?" Shen Yu asked curiously from the side.
"How would I know? Anyway, it's one of those very expensive treasures."
"Old Jin can't read, so he won't understand even if he asks," Old Liu said, making Uncle Jin's face turn red. He then took over the conversation, saying, "It's clearly a Bodhi tree that can cure all poisons. It was brought from a deep valley filled with miasma, so it's naturally precious."
Shen Yu pondered for a moment: "Is it a Blood Heart Bodhi? A small red fruit?"
"Yes, yes, yes! That's the name!" Old Liu didn't know many characters and couldn't remember such a tongue-twisting name. "It has to be our little Shen, he's capable enough to recognize this thing. What's the use of this thing anyway? A lot of people were talking about it yesterday."
"It can help poisoned people remove toxins, and it can also help healthy people improve their blood circulation, but the effects vary from person to person."
"What do you mean? Eating it can cause harm?"
"Every medicine has some degree of toxicity. Normal people should avoid these highly tonifying medicines."
Several people were squatting at the street corner chatting when Shen Yu saw Qin Lie leave the inn quickly, looking worried.
"Grandpa, where are you going? It's almost lunchtime." Shen Yu called out to him.
"I'm going to the yamen to check on Chi Yan."
Qin Lie did not explain the specific reason, but simply said that he suddenly wanted to go and take a look.
"Then I'll go for you. Liu Liu said she bought the jade-stuffed lungs you wanted to eat. Don't miss out on the fresh ones."
Qin Lie hesitated for a moment, but Shen Yu's joking words pushed him back to the inn, and the old man finally nodded.
Shen Yu picked up a basket and bought some snacks at a street corner along the way: sesame candy, osmanthus cake, and honey-coated sour dates. He ate them as he strolled toward the yamen (government office).
Because of Yan Rifu and Qiu Chiyan's relationship, the yamen runners at the gate also recognized Manager Shen. As soon as she arrived at the gate, she was told that the people from the Six Doors had gone to Zhenyue Hall early in the morning.
As for what they were going to do, they had no idea.
Zhenyue Hall is located in the north of the town, far from the bustling city, and there are few pedestrians on the road.
As Shen Yu was thinking, she suddenly saw a figure rushing towards her, clothes fluttering in the wind, almost running. As the figure drew closer, she recognized him as Tang Huazhi, Qiu Chiyan's colleague.
When she first met this man, he was always smiling and didn't say much, but today he was running around blushing.
Shen Yu reached out and shoved the basket in front of him to stop him: "What's the rush? There are martial arts masters all over the street. If you, a member of the Six Doors, can't keep your composure, your master will scold you."
"...I...I'm going to find the Poison Doctor Tian Rong!" Tang Huazhi was stopped by her and almost bumped into her hand. He took a couple of breaths, a look of anxiety flashing in his eyes, "Chi Yan is injured and unconscious, we need to find a doctor who can remove hidden weapons and cure the poison! Otherwise...otherwise he won't make it through the night!"
Shen Yu's gaze sharpened, and without asking any further questions, she lightly leaped onto the eaves of the wall.
In the blink of an eye, her figure disappeared around the street corner, heading straight towards Zhenyue Hall.
The atmosphere inside Zhenyue Hall was oppressive. Shen Yu fell directly from the roof into the courtyard. Several Zhenyue Hall disciples were guarding the courtyard, each holding a sword and on guard. Suddenly, they saw a figure descending from the sky and immediately became alert.
A flash of cold light, and several longswords were drawn simultaneously.
Shen Yu, carrying a basket, ignored these people completely. If Bai Xinrong hadn't reacted quickly and stopped them, their weapons would have been pointed directly at Shen Yu.
There were many people standing in the room, and a whole group of them were gathered around the bed in the inner room.
Most of them were strangers, but most of them were carrying medicine boxes.
"Manager Shen?" Xiao Wuhen's hands still had traces of blood on them. He stood up, his voice slightly hoarse.
Qiu Chiyan lay on his back on the bed, his body still covered in blood, and a piece of his clothes had been cut open at his chest, revealing a hidden wound.
The bedside table was filled with strips of cloth, gauze, and bottles and jars, as well as blood-stained silver needles.
"What's wrong?" Shen Yu put down the basket and took his pulse.
"The hidden weapon is too close to the heart, making it difficult to remove, and it is also highly poisonous. We do not yet know how to counteract it."
Xiao Wuhen then remembered that Qiu Chiyan had once said that Shen Yu was not only skilled in martial arts, but also knowledgeable in medicine.
However, he didn't really have any hope for Shen Yu. At just over ten years old, she was still too young to be dealing with such an injury. Even the experienced doctors in the room were at a loss.
He turned around and looked at the oldest doctor behind him, wanting to ask him if the hidden weapon could be removed, but he saw that the expressions of the group of doctors had changed drastically.
With a clang, a metal object fell from the tray.
Xiao Wuhen turned his head sharply and saw Shen Yu holding gauze and covering Qiu Chiyan's wound, which was suddenly bleeding.
He was quite knowledgeable, but he had never seen a "little doctor" with such fast hands.
Overwhelmed with complex emotions, I was at a loss for words.
"How could you be so reckless, young lady!" The old doctor was so frightened that his hands trembled as he pointed repeatedly at the hidden weapon stained with black blood that had been removed.
Shen Yu remained silent, but her hands moved with unwavering precision. She reached for a clean silver needle and inserted it in quick succession, the needle tip sinking into the flesh with remarkable stability.
She smelled each medicine bottle one by one and asked, "Do you have lacquer and eclipta prostrata?"
The former is a mild hemostatic medicine, while the latter is a drug that absorbs toxins and prolongs the onset of poisoning. They are not uncommon, but they are not easy to obtain.
"The nature of the poison that Officer Qiu was given is still unclear..."
"Just tell me if it's true or not?" Shen Yu interrupted his rambling, knowing what he was going to say without even hearing what he was going to say next.
"…you!"
“Mr. Hao.” Xiao Wuhen didn’t want to cause any more trouble at this time, so he calmed down the one who was most emotionally unstable. “If you have these two items, you might as well let Manager Shen use them first. Saving lives is the priority.”
Dr. Hao had no choice but to go outside with other doctors to find medicinal herbs.
Tang Huazhi was also quick on his feet, and had already arrived with Tian Rong.
In the martial arts world, everyone respects him as the "Poison Doctor," not only because of his precise use of poison and medicine, but also because he lacks the compassion of a healer.
Money is important, but his good mood is even more important; human life is the least important thing.
He was already quite unhappy when a junior constable from the Six Doors half-invited and half-tied him to Zhenyue Hall. Upon hearing that the injured person had received treatment, he felt even more that a group of people were making a fool of him.
Since that's the case, he insists on seeing what the illness is. If it's a minor ailment, he'll make it a major one; if it's a major one, then he won't treat it.
There was an unconscious person lying on the bed, with dozens of needles stuck in his body, but the distribution of the acupoints looked familiar.
Only then did he look at Shen Yu.
I initially thought it was a family member, but judging from the reactions of others, it seems to be a doctor as well.
"Who taught you this acupuncture technique?"
"Take a look at this poison first. Once you figure out what it is, I'll tell you."
This is the first time Tianrong has encountered someone who haggles with him, and he can't help but glare and bristle.
Xiao Wuhen clasped his hands in a fist salute to Tianrong: "Sect Leader Bai said that this poison is made from seven kinds of flowers and herbs, but he does not know exactly what they are. Does Mr. Tianrong have any clues?"
Tianrong would still give the Chief Constable of the Six Doors some face.
He was fully equipped and could perform thorough drug testing.
But after doing all that, his brows furrowed even more.
"Is there something wrong?" Xiao Wuhen also became nervous.
"I can only detect six types, the rest..."
"Which six? Are there dragon's blood flakes, seven-leaf Paris polyphylla, and armywort?" Shen Yu suddenly asked.
Tianrong was taken aback, then immediately dripped something into the blood again.
"Yes, yes! It's Seven-Leaf Paris Rhizome!"
After quickly checking the accounts, he immediately picked up his pen and wrote down seven kinds of flowers and plants.
"Then... is it possible to cure the poison and save the person?" Xiao Wuhen also became excited.
Although Qiu Chiyan was his apprentice, he was someone Qiu Chiyan had watched grow up since childhood, and was like a son to him.
"Just figure out the mutual generation and restraint, and choose the appropriate detoxifying herbs." Tian Rong took the prescription, bypassed Xiao Wuhen, and went straight to Chen Yu. "Now, tell me where you learned your acupuncture technique."
"With my mother."
Shen Yu spoke succinctly, glancing at what he had written, and then asked, "Since you are a poison doctor, do you have any 'Tethering Grass'?"
"have."
"How much?"
"I won't sell it to you."
"Mr. Tianrong!" Xiao Wuhen's heart sank upon hearing this, but he still bowed calmly. "I apologize for disturbing you today, as the matter happened so suddenly. My disciple may not have been able to entertain me properly, but I beg you to save my disciple! I am willing to bear any cost!"
"I'm not short of money, I'm just short of fun." Tianrong looked at Shenyu.
But the other party clearly didn't take him seriously, and was also writing something on the paper.
With a stroke of the pen, Shen Yu handed the note to Xiao Wuhen: "Thank you for your trouble, Chief Constable, to find these things first. I also need to go and ask for something."
What are you looking for?
"Does the Chief Constable know which merchant family offered the Blood Heart Bodhi as a prize?"
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