Chapter 29: Knowing a Little About It Again
Perhaps because she was worried, Wen Wan seemed depressed the whole day.
The medicine was ready, the doctor filled it up and handed the bowl to her naturally.
As Zhou Chai's "family member", it is natural for Wen Wan to deliver medicine.
She walked to the door of the wing room with the medicine bowl in her hand, and immediately saw Gao Ling, who was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
Gao Ling turned around and saw her, his expression hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.
"I heard that you rescued him?"
Wen Wan walked to the bedside, blew on the medicine bowl, and then responded.
Gao Ling pulled a chair and sat down next to her. "Thank you."
His serious attitude made Wen Wan look at him in surprise.
Gao Ling said in a deep voice: "You don't understand how important he is to us. If something happens to him..."
The borders of the Great Duan Dynasty were all stabilized by Shen Yu. If anything happened to Shen Yu, the people of Mobei would definitely attack him. By then, countless lives would be lost and countless innocent lives would be wasted.
So Gao Ling's gratitude was sincere.
"Oh." Wen Wan pursed her lips, "You're welcome."
Gao Ling nodded. "No matter what, I, Gao Ling, owe you a favor. If you need me in the future, I will definitely help you with all my heart."
"Uh..." Wen Wan lowered her head and thought for a moment, as if she was hesitating about something.
Gao Ling was a sharp man, and he could tell at a glance that she had something to ask for. "Miss Xiaowan, just say it."
Wen Wan: "I know he's still unconscious. I shouldn't bring this up as a way of seeking repayment for a favor, but this matter is also very important to me. So..."
"It's okay, you can talk." Gao Ling said.
Wen Wan finally spoke up, "You know, I'm a concubine of a merchant family. Although I didn't want to be kidnapped by bandits, it has already happened. If I go back to that family, I'm afraid no one will believe me no matter how I explain."
Gao Ling understood how important a woman's reputation was in this world.
She was kidnapped by bandits once, and in her husband's eyes, her innocence had probably been tarnished by them long ago.
Especially wealthy families, they attach more importance to this, so if she goes back, she will probably be sent to a nunnery to spend the rest of her life.
Gao Ling frowned and asked, "You don't want to go back, do you want to be a runaway concubine?"
"Going back is a dead end, so I shamelessly asked Brother Gao for help."
Wen Wan met his gaze and said seriously, "Since Brother Gao is the richest man in Border Town and can easily mobilize the border town guards, he must have extraordinary means. Give me an identity to survive, there must be a way, right?"
She wanted a new identity to avoid the General's Mansion and the Zhao family.
In the Duan Dynasty, forging identity documents was a serious crime.
She was taking a risk by making this request.
Wen Wan didn't dare to pin her hopes entirely on people's gratitude, so she offered an attractive condition.
"Although I don't know what you want to find in the ancient tomb, since that thing is so important to you, I promise to help you find it. In exchange, you help me get a new identity. How about that?"
To be honest, Wen Wan's negotiation skills are better than many shrewd businessmen he has met.
Gao Ling couldn't help but think that if she were a man, she would be a business partner he would be happy to make.
However, even so, he did not agree immediately, but looked fixedly at the person who was still unconscious on the bed.
"It's not that I don't agree, but... your conditions will only make sense if he wakes up."
Gao Ling said slowly: "Although the things are important, if he is gone, then it will be useless even if he finds them. Not to mention the impact on your future..."
After a pause, Gao Ling shook his head and said, "Anyway, let's wait until he wakes up."
Seeing his firm attitude, Wen Wan could only respond disappointedly.
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As night fell, only a faint copper oil lamp remained in the room, emitting a flickering yellow light.
Wen Wan was lying on the footstool beside the bed. The thin blanket on her shoulders had slipped to the ground at some point, but she was sleeping so soundly that she didn't even notice it.
A slight cough woke her from her sleep.
She yawned and opened her eyes, and saw that Ah Chai's face was red, as if he was sated, and his face was full of struggle.
Wen Wan raised her hand and touched his forehead, and it was indeed frighteningly hot.
High fever after surgery is very dangerous under modern medical conditions. This situation indicates that he is likely to have a postoperative infection.
It is no exaggeration to describe it as a life-or-death experience.
Wen Wan got up and called the doctor and Gao Ling.
The doctor was helpless after examining the patient and could only prescribe some symptomatic medicine. He had no idea how effective it would be.
"It's all up to fate. We can only leave it to fate." After sighing, the doctor only left these words.
When Wen Wan heard this, her face turned pale and she remained silent for a long time.
She reached into her arms, but after hesitating for a long time, she still didn't take out the thing in her arms.
Gao Ling, who was standing by, was so frightened that she collapsed in her chair, her eyes empty, completely unable to accept this reality.
Half an hour later, Shen Yu's body temperature became higher and higher, and he completely fainted. His face turned from red at first to pale now.
After the old doctor took his pulse, he looked at the two of them with regret.
"Madam, I am truly powerless to save the situation. I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."
He actually found it difficult to say the word "death".
Wen Wan was so frightened that she swayed and asked tremblingly, "Are you really out of options?"
"Alas, in this situation, even if a Daluo Jinxian came, I'm afraid it would be the same. An injury of this severity is extremely dangerous in itself, and now with the high fever, there's really no way to treat it. I've been practicing medicine for so many years, and I've never seen anyone survive this level of injury..."
While the old doctor was still explaining, Wen Wan reached into her arms and took out a small porcelain bottle.
Before he could figure out what was going on, he saw Wen Wan stride to the bedside, pry open Shen Yu's mouth, and pour the small pills in the porcelain bottle into his mouth.
"What are you doing?" the old doctor asked, staring at him. "What did you give him? He's taking the wrong medicine. If anything happens, I won't be responsible."
Wen Wan waved her hand, "Well, I don't want you to be responsible. Actually... I know a thing or two about medicine. You really can't do anything, so I'll have to try."
Gao Ling, standing by, raised an eyebrow and interjected suspiciously, "Another clue?"
The doctor asked Wen Wan in surprise, "Are you a doctor too?"
"It doesn't count." Wen Wan curled her lips in dissatisfaction.
The doctor raised his voice in shock, "You're not a doctor, so how could you treat patients before?"
"No, I've only treated small animals. Does that make me a...veterinarian?"
She was telling the truth.
It took her several months to repeatedly treat injured animals before she combined modern theories with ancient techniques to finally purify a small bottle of allicin pills.
In ancient times, there were no antibiotics, and infection was almost a dead end. The only thing that could be easily extracted was allicin.
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