Chapter 231 First Release "Get out!"...
Wen Yu looked sideways in the direction of the sound and discovered that there were a group of half-grown children squatting and huddled nearby. They must be the group of children flying kites that she and Yu Chang saw in the medical room.
"Mrs. Wen, these children were flying kites on the riverbank. One of them slipped and fell. Trying to save the child, the adults also...tumbled down with them."
The yamen runner who spoke was young, but he spoke with great responsibility. Amidst the silence of the crowd, he took the initiative to step forward and explain to Wen Yu.
"Originally, everyone was digging a canal here, with the stone and wood being transported by crane, but there was no one to oversee it."
As he spoke, the man's voice hesitated, but his words were not vague. He seemed to be blaming himself but did not try to excuse himself.
"When I saw the master was injured, I wanted to help, but everyone was panicked and confused. We all rushed over, and the crane seemed to have lost its power and became unresponsive, causing all the wood and stone to fall down."
He held the sobbing child in one hand and nodded to Wenyu with a guilty look on his face. "In order to push this child away... the adults..."
"Mr. Xiyan ordered us not to move the master until he invites you, Madam Wen, to come over." The other person next to him also blamed himself, and was even ashamed to look Wen Yu in the eye after he said that.
"It's not your fault." Wen Yu spoke numbly, but couldn't say anything harsh.
She lowered her eyes to look at Song Linsheng, whose voice was faint, and her eyes swept across the kite in her hand. She remembered the way the kite took off in the sky just now, so unrestrained and free.
Isn't all the hard work and sacrifices Song Linsheng made in Jiangyang Prefecture just to allow this kite to fly high and free without worries?
Wen Yu exhaled deeply, resisting the urge to throw away the broken kite. She slowly turned around, squatted down, and handed it to the child who still had tears in his eyes.
"For you." Wen Yu couldn't say any more words of comfort.
"Thank you... Thank you, sister." The boy held the kite in front of him with his muddy hands, but he lowered his head and did not dare to look at Wen Yu.
"What's going on?" Mu Tong and Chen Mian, who had hurried over, were also horrified when they saw this. "Madam Wen..."
"Master Mu." Wen Yu looked at Mu Tong blankly, then glanced at the yamen runners waiting beside him, "Please..."
Mu Tong glanced around and continued making arrangements without waiting for Wen Yu to speak. "The factory will be closed today. Everyone should return to the government office for repairs."
"Yes!" Everyone received the order, but no one seemed to move.
Lord Song is the prefect of Jiangyang Prefecture and also their prefect. This is not just a simple official title, but an inseparable connection formed by their companionship for months.
Wen Yu didn't care about the eyes of the crowd at all. He turned around and threw away the rubble and wood that were pressing on Song Linsheng one by one.
Yu Chang was standing right beside her. He couldn't bear to see her getting covered in mud, so he raised his sleeves to help her, but Wen Yu stopped him calmly.
"Wenyu."
"I can do it myself."
She can clean up the mud and take Song Linsheng home.
Yu Chang understood and no longer insisted.
But Mu Tong, who was standing by, couldn't bear it and took the initiative to step forward to join Wen Yu, but Wen Yu also raised her sleeve to hold his hand.
"Madam Wen..." Mu Tong called in a low voice.
Wen Yu remained silent and had no reaction.
The yamen runners looked at each other in confusion. The one holding the child whispered tentatively, "Madam Wen, let us lend you a hand."
Wen Yu shook off Mu Tong's hand. Her tense heartstrings suddenly broke at this moment. She seemed unable to bear it any longer. She refuted with a hoarse voice, "I said, I can do it myself!"
Everyone was shocked and stopped talking, just standing there in silence.
Without anyone to disturb her, Wen Yu could finally look at Song Linsheng's face quietly.
Pale, weak and lifeless.
The pair of eyes that usually seemed most bright and clear were now tightly closed, without even a trace of blinking.
Wen Yu knew without even taking his pulse that he was seriously injured and had lost a lot of blood, and his vitals were already very weak.
Wen Yu didn't care about the mud and dirt, and moved the heavy objects off Song Linsheng bit by bit herself.
An unknown amount of time passed until his entire body was finally revealed. Wen Yu could no longer bear it and leaned over in front of Song Linsheng, lowering her head to carefully examine his injuries.
There were scratches of varying degrees on his forehead and eyebrows, several ribs on his chest must have been broken, and there were punctures in his lower abdomen caused by the sharp parts of the broken wood.
Blood and mud were mixed together, and Wen Yu couldn't be sure that Song Linsheng didn't have other wounds on his body.
The tear that had been hanging in the balance finally fell suddenly like a flood bursting through a dam.
It passed from the corner of Wen Yu's eyes and dripped onto Song Linsheng's cheek.
Wen Yu sniffed and wiped his eyes.
Now is not the time to cry.
Her master had taught her that no matter what kind of swamp or torrent it was, as long as she could cross it, when she looked back, it would be nothing more than a drop of rain.
Wen Yu leaned down and gently embraced Song Linsheng in her arms, fearing that she would hurt him again.
She suddenly understood why Xiyan didn't let anyone move Song Linsheng easily and insisted on waiting for her to come.
Song Linsheng was injured so badly that even the slightest movement could worsen his injuries.
But when she was joking with Yu Chang in the medical room just now, she really didn't expect that the first patient today would be Song Linsheng.
His forehead rested on Wen Yu's shoulder, and a faint trace of blood stained her body, but she didn't care at all. She just lowered her eyes to look at his closed eyes and said reluctantly, "Song Linsheng, I'll take you back."
Yu Chang's eyebrows moved slightly, and he took the lead to step forward to clear the way for Wen Yu.
In this situation, he could probably guess what Wen Yu was going to do.
Wen Yu held Song Linsheng horizontally in her arms, ignoring the surprised looks of the crowd, and hurried towards the doctor's room.
She used to be most afraid of others knowing her identity as a fairy and often tried to hide it, but now what she is most grateful for is that she is not an ordinary person.
Otherwise, facing Song Linsheng who was so seriously injured, she would be helpless.
Yu Chang and Wen Yu walked in front, followed closely by Mu Tong, Chen Mian, and a group of yamen runners from the government office, rushing to the medical hut without stopping.
The sky was gloomy, the clouds dispersed, the dullness of autumn reached its peak at this moment, and the low sky was almost about to rain.
The medical clinic was right in front of him. Wen Yu hugged the person in his arms tightly and couldn't help but quicken his pace.
"Madam Wen! Yingying!" Xiyan was waiting a few steps outside the doctor's room, pacing back and forth anxiously. "Young Master, how is Young Master?"
Wen Yu didn't have time to answer him, and carried Song Linsheng straight into the inner room of the medical hut.
When Song Linsheng built this temporary medical hut for her, it was not only to make it more convenient for the people to see doctors and treat illnesses, but also to provide her with a place to rest.
She never expected that one day, she would be here to treat Song Linsheng's injuries.
Wen Yu put aside her complicated thoughts, gently placed Song Linsheng on the couch, and then picked up the scissors without hesitation.
He had too many wounds, and they were too deep. The blood and mud mixed together and stuck his clothes together, making it impossible to take them off smoothly. The only solution now was to cut the cloth to avoid causing him secondary injuries during the movement.
Wen Yu frowned and stared at Song Linsheng deeply.
His pale complexion, weak breathing, and cold skin to the touch all indicated that his life was slipping away bit by bit.
She no longer hesitated, raised her sleeve and cut Song Linsheng's clothes open from the chest.
Wen Yu held her breath, her trembling fingertips trying to maintain her movements. When she lifted the cloth, she seemed to hear the crisp sound of it peeling off her skin.
But compared with these, the scene that meets the eye is even more shocking.
Song Linsheng's chest was covered with crisscrossing scratches and some bruises, which must have injured his lungs.
Further down, there was a penetrating wound in the right lower abdomen. The sharp wood had penetrated into the abdominal cavity, and fresh, warm blood was oozing out at the junction.
Wen Yu couldn't help but close her eyes. She had never seen such bloody things before.
Whether she was in Houchun Mountain or later in the Spring Temple, she had always lived a very comfortable life and had never experienced any setbacks, let alone seeing such a glaring scarlet and bloody scene.
"Madam Wen?" Xi Yan was extremely anxious, but he didn't dare to interrupt her easily. He could only whisper, "Here are some hot water and wound medicine. If you need anything else, I'll get it right away."
Yu Chang stood a little further away, behind Xi Yan. His cold eyes swept across Xi Yan's back, as if it was the first time he saw him so anxious and helpless.
He thought Xiyan would always be as heartless as before...
Beside Yu Chang were Mu Tong and Chen Mian who followed him, and further away, the yamen runners from the mansion rushed to block the door, and the crowd was so large that it almost blocked out all the sunlight.
"Is this okay? Should we go back to the city and invite some more doctors?"
"What are you talking about? If Madam Wen is not capable, there will be no other doctor in the city who can do the job!"
"I'm worried about you, too..."
"Okay, stop talking!"
Everyone was whispering to each other, but they couldn't figure out what was going on, so they could only look at each other helplessly.
"Go and ask Madam Wen to buy all the medicinal herbs available in the Wen family shop. They must be the most expensive, best and most effective ones." Mu Tong turned sideways and gave instructions to Chen Mian, but his eyes never left Wen Yu in front of the bed.
Chen Mian took the order and left without any delay.
Xiyan's eyes were fixed on his own master. He couldn't understand why the master, who had promised him just a moment ago that he would ask Madam Wen and Miss Xingxing to fly a kite together after he was done, was now lying there breathlessly.
"Madam Wen?" Sweat was dripping down Xiyan's forehead. He didn't know if it was because of the hot weather or because he was so angry that he couldn't control himself. "Madam Wen..."
Wen Yu, who was stunned, suddenly came back to her senses. She leaned forward to cover Song Linsheng's wound, so as not to let his miserable and disheveled side show to others.
Song Linsheng loves cleanliness and pays great attention to his appearance. He is extremely particular about eating and dressing, and always keeps himself spotless and meticulous.
But now he has fallen into the quagmire, covered in filth, his blood constantly drying up and solidifying but constantly being covered by new blood.
If he were awake and saw himself like this, he would definitely be unhappy.
"Get out!" Wen Yu turned around and shouted, "Wash the inkstone, and get them all out!"
Her voice was sharp and uncompromising, a harsh tone she had never used before.
Xi Yan was also stunned when he heard this. After he reacted, he turned around and asked everyone to leave.
Mu Tong put the fan that he never let go of on his hand on his waist. His face was solemn and serious, no longer as elegant and handsome as before.
He originally wanted to say something, but when he looked sideways at the yamen runners crowding at the door, Mu Tong finally did not open his mouth to call Wen Yu.
Such a situation...
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