Chapter 232: Where should she go?
Xiyan had no title in the government office, so how could he convince these people? Moreover, in a desperate situation, they must have wanted to stay here to guard the prefect.
Without waiting for Xiyan's urging, Mu Tong turned around and announced to everyone, "Everyone, get out and surround the medical hut ten steps away. Remember, no one can disturb us."
Everyone still had concerns on their faces, but since Master Mu had spoken, it was hard to disobey. "Yes!"
Mu Tong looked at the crowd that was receding like the tide, and finally turned around to look at Wen Yu, and then he also walked out of the clinic.
He believed in Madam Wen.
Xiyan lowered the straw curtain on the door, and then hurried back to Wenyu, "Madam Wen, I will stay and help you."
"Wash the inkstone." Wen Yu said calmly, without any emotion. "You can go out too. I will cure him."
She wouldn't let anything happen to Song Linsheng.
"But, Madam Wen, you're all alone..." Xi Yan spoke hastily in a hurry, "I..."
"Xiyan." Yu Chang moved slightly and grabbed Xiyan's arm with one hand. "You can't help here."
Although he was the incarnation of a woman, he did not have only the strength of a woman. So when Xiyan tried to struggle forward, he suddenly stopped and could not move.
"Xingxing..." Xiyan turned around and met Yu Chang's eyes, her voice choked with sobs, "But Master..."
Yu Chang lowered his eyes and glanced at his hand holding the inkstone, and he felt inexplicably guilty for a moment.
He must be crazy.
"It'll be fine." Yu Chang answered confidently. He probably already knew what Wen Yu was going to do. "Just go out without worry."
Xiyan's eyes were filled with tears and his lips and teeth could not help but tremble. He wanted to say something, but after his eyes moved back and forth between Wen Yu and Yu Chang, he finally turned and left.
Looking at the unsteady footsteps of the man washing the inkstone, Yu Chang frowned, as if thinking about something.
When would he care about the mood of a mortal?
But this mortal was none other than Wen Yu, the only person who cared about him since he reappeared in the world.
Yu Chang withdrew his gaze and stopped thinking about it. He walked forward to Wen Yu's side and was about to speak but Wen Yu spoke first.
"Yu Chang, you too..."
"I didn't plan on staying here."
Yu Chang touched her lips, looking completely indifferent, let alone concerned, and what he said was beyond Wen Yu's expectations.
Amidst the panic and chaotic inquiries of the crowd, Yu Chang's answer seemed so different that Wen Yu couldn't help but feel puzzled.
"What did you say?"
"I said, I believe you can do it."
Yu Chang's eyes and eyebrows were still as calm as usual, without even a ripple. Looking at Wen Yu who was in shock and confusion in front of him, he finally showed some expression.
"But I can lend you some mana."
As he spoke, Yu Chang raised his sleeve and touched the back of Wen Yu's hand, then interlocked his fingers with hers.
It was just like the last time when Wen Yu came to look for him at the bottom of the Yuanshui River, but this time he was not looking for her memory nor did he have any desire for her.
He just wanted to help her, that's all.
No matter what happened in the past, he is willing to help her now.
Just because she is Wen Yu.
Yu Chang closed his eyes, and the demonic power in his body surged, as if it was out of his control and rushed into Wen Yu's body.
Well, help them to the end.
Yu Chang applied a little force with his fingertips, increasing the transmission of demonic power.
At the same time, Wen Yu felt a piercing heat flowing into her palm, even with a faint white starlight, which instantly made her spiritual veins surge and her magic power increased greatly.
Like Yu Chang, his magic power seems cold, but it is actually very warm.
Wen Yu couldn't help but be stunned. She used to think Yu Chang was some big monster that was hard to mess with. She was afraid of him and was on guard against him, but now he helped her again and again...
"Yu Chang..."
"Okay! Let's save your Song Linsheng first." Seeing that it was almost done, Yu Chang interrupted Wen Yu and without saying anything more to her, he withdrew his hand, waved his sleeves, and left.
As for the account between him and her, it is not something that can be settled clearly with this little bit of magic power. It will be settled slowly in the future.
Watching Yu Chang lift the curtain and leave, the last piece of his clothes disappeared, and as the curtain fell, the sunlight was also hidden.
Wen Yu was a little confused about what it meant to save Song Linsheng first.
But now is not the time to dwell on these things. Wen Yu put aside his doubts and immediately turned around to treat Song Linsheng's wound.
Most of these wounds were bleeding profusely, and coupled with the broken ribs and penetrating wounds to the abdominal cavity, none of them could be considered a minor injury; they were all extremely serious.
Wen Yu knew that this was not something her medical skills could cure.
In fact, what medical skills does she have?
She just prescribed some prescriptions based on the records in medical books when she was treating patients, and then added a bit of her spiritual power into them.
Her original form was a paulownia tree, a plant spirit gifted with healing powers.
Healing people was originally what she was best at, but now she never expected that this person would be Song Linsheng.
Looking at Song Linsheng, who was as pale as paper in front of her, Wen Yu's eyelashes trembled, and finally, in a place where no one was around, she burst into tears without restraint.
"Song Linsheng." Wen Yu's eyes filled with tears, but she quietly raised a smile that was uglier than crying. "How could I say that?"
Her heart was shaken, and all the things that she had put behind her and almost forgotten suddenly came to her mind.
What is her purpose in coming to the lower world this time?
What I had originally engraved in my heart and never forgotten now seems a little blurry.
She accidentally broke Song Linsheng's longevity branch, causing his fate to change and his lifespan to disappear. In order to make up for her mistake and repay Song Linsheng's sudden change in fate, she made this trip.
But she had said countless times that she wanted to keep Song Linsheng safe and healthy, but in the end she failed to do so.
Wen Yu's fingertips trembled, and she could hardly hold the blood-stained scissors. She could only raise her sleeve to wipe away her tears, and then force herself to cut open Song Linsheng's sleeves.
"How can I say I didn't expect that?"
Wen Yu threw the blood-stained cloth into the copper basin beside him. The dark red blood instantly dissolved in the hot water, decorating the entire basin of water like a vermilion gem embedded in the basin.
Song Linsheng's face was still as handsome as usual, but not as lively as usual.
Wen Yu could no longer hold back her tears, which poured out like a flood.
"It's my fault! It's all my fault!"
She was actually afraid too, afraid of blood, afraid of noise, and even more afraid that something might really happen to Song Linsheng.
Wasn't all this caused by her negligence? How could she say she hadn't thought of it?
From the very beginning, Song Lin's life was full of twists and turns and disasters. He was first demoted to Jiangyang and far away from Shangdu, and then he was in danger several times.
If you fall on the flat ground when climbing the mountain, you will be buried in the river when crossing it.
She originally thought that he was just unlucky, but now it seems that it was too much of a coincidence.
Until today, Song Linsheng was just patrolling the riverbank, but he was injured so seriously.
Who should be blamed?
A child flying a kite? An unattended crane? Or a government official too busy in the factory to attend to anything else?
The flapping of a butterfly's wings can cause a storm at sea. The chaotic scene today has led to an irreversible outcome.
It seems like everyone is right.
Because the real culprit was her who was not present.
Wen Yu's eyelashes trembled, but she had to accept this fact.
Ever since she broke Song Linsheng's longevity branch, Song Linsheng's fate has been changing every moment. In fact, all the disasters he suffered were caused by her.
If it weren't for her, Song Linsheng wouldn't be in trouble today.
Wen Yu's fingertips moved lightly, caressing Song Linsheng's waist and abdomen.
Beneath the slightly cool skin are muscles with firm lines.
Wen Yu suddenly felt a little overwhelmed. She had always known that Song Lin was afraid that she would say he was thin, so he worked out diligently, which is why he has the body shape he has today.
He took her words so seriously, but she neglected him so much.
It was her fault. She shouldn't have let Song Linsheng go on patrol alone.
Wen Yu took a deep breath, trying her best to suppress her turbulent emotions, and concentrated the spiritual power around her into her palms, then gently stroked Song Linsheng's cheek.
In the past, her master always stood in front of her, but this time she wanted to be like her master and stand in front of Song Linsheng.
"It's my fault, Song Linsheng." Wen Yu used her spiritual energy to nourish his heart meridians while wiping the blood from his wounds. "If you were awake, you would definitely say 'Xiaoyu can't be wrong' again."
It seems that one can imagine the expression on Song Linsheng's face when he said this. His eyes must have been smiling and full of tenderness.
Thinking of this, Wen Yu couldn't help but curl her lips.
"But don't argue with me this time. It's me who has caused your fate to keep trending in a negative direction, unstoppable and unstoppable."
Song Linsheng's wound was enveloped by Wen Yu's pale blue spiritual power. Finally, the blood color faded, and began to show signs of coagulation and healing.
"But I want to stop it."
As if she had made up her mind, Wen Yu pursed her lips and stared deeply at Song Linsheng's calm yet uneasy sleeping face.
Wen Yu carefully wiped Song Linsheng's forehead, picking away the dirt and gravel one by one. Seeing his delicate eyebrows and eyes restored to their original state, Wen Yu smiled slightly and said:
"Song Linsheng, I actually lied on the ridge that day."
Thinking back to that day when Song Linsheng and she were chasing each other on the ridge of the field in the rain, it was like... a dream.
Wen Yu bit her lower lip and looked at Song Linsheng, who seemed to be in a deep sleep. She didn't know where she got the courage from, but suddenly said, "I said 'don't talk', but secretly I hope you can say more."
Thinking of that day when she was running in the rain ahead and Song Linsheng was chasing her closely without any courtesy, Wen Yu couldn't help but curl her lips.
"Song Linsheng, I like listening to you talk."
If he were awake, he would probably be happy to hear what I said...
Wen Yu's smile was tinged with bitterness, and she couldn't help but shook her head. What was she thinking?
How could Song Linsheng be awake when he was so seriously injured?
Wen Yu sniffed and tried hard to hold back her tears.
Master once said that it’s not that you can’t cry, but after crying, you must find a way to solve your own difficulties.
Wen Yu turned her wrist, and her spiritual power became stronger. A steady stream of green light poured into Song Linsheng's body, wandering around him and repairing his wounds.
Song Linsheng's pulse is still there and his breathing is smooth, so his life should not be in danger.
Wen Yu knew what was going on.
However, the multiple penetrating wounds and broken ribs may not be fatal, but for a mortal like him, they are not something he can easily endure.
Wen Yu's mind moved, and hesitant about whether to remove all of Song Linsheng's external injuries.
From her heart, it is natural that she needs it.
But she didn't know whether this would bring trouble to Song Linsheng. After all, to others, no matter how superb her medical skills were, she couldn't do something so bizarre.
But she had heard the lady say that top doctors could revive the dead, so she just assumed she was a top doctor.
Since she has been carrying this false reputation for so long, she might as well make it a reality.
Thinking of this, Wen Yu no longer hesitated. The flickering green light entered Song Linsheng's chest, repairing his broken ribs inch by inch, and the torn flesh outside also miraculously closed up.
Wen Yu watched as the wound on Song Linsheng's forehead healed as before, and suddenly remembered something. She hurriedly cut half a piece of ribbon, wrapped it around his forehead, and bandaged it carefully.
The wounds on the body are fine, but the wound on the forehead should not be too obvious in front of others.
After doing all this, Wen Yu breathed a long sigh of relief.
Seeing Song Linsheng regain his neat and elegant appearance, Wen Yu felt relieved, at least he didn't lose face.
Wen Yu took out the clothes that had been prepared here earlier for washing the inkstone and picked out a frost-colored robe.
The summer heat was unbearable a few days ago, and Song Linsheng often walked around the factory. Most of the time, he was sweating all over before he even finished his inspection.
Therefore, Xiyan prepared some spare clothes for Song Linsheng in the medical room in case of emergency.
Unexpectedly, I would come in handy today.
Wen Yu didn't know whether to be happy or sad. She raised her sleeves to remove the old clothes that were torn into pieces, and personally changed Song Linsheng into clean clothes.
After doing all this, Wen Yu looked at Song Linsheng's peaceful sleeping face in front of her, and suddenly felt a little confused.
What should she do next?
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