Chapter 124

Chapter 124

Shen Qingzhu observed the wound for a moment. Sure enough, after the injury was stitched up and sprinkled with hemostatic powder, the bleeding stopped even faster.

His eyes shifted slightly.

“How did you know about this?”

Jiang Yunsui answered without even thinking, “Grandpa Ginseng used to treat the injured animals in the mountains like this.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she covered her mouth, as if she had let slip something she was not supposed to say. Her big eyes darted around.

Shen Qingzhu let out a soft laugh. “Silly.”

Jiang Yunsui was unconvinced. Why did everyone keep calling her silly?

With this method, treating some of the larger wounds afterward became much easier.

The villagers had suffered the worst injuries.

Their own people were all right. Shen Qingzhu’s gu insects had interfered with the enemy, so fewer of them were hurt.

The bleeding was stopped very quickly as well.

As for the villagers’ affairs, they would have to handle those themselves. This entire army unit of Barbarians had been killed, and anything useful on their bodies had been confiscated.

Some of the horses had been poisoned but were not yet dead, so Shen Qingzhu detoxified them too.

These horses were also their spoils of war.

Jiang Yunsui looked at the dead Barbarians and asked in puzzlement, “Where did these people come from?”

Wasn’t this their territory?

“There will always be places that can’t be guarded.”

Fat Chef and the others were already used to it.

“Mobei is such a vast region. Our people can’t possibly guard every single pass. Some remote and dangerous places can’t let a large army through, but small groups like this can still sneak in quietly. Things like this happen all the time in Mobei.”

It was precisely because they knew just how beastly these Barbarians became once they entered a city that the people of Mobei feared the Barbarians breaking through so much, and hated them most of all.

Jiang Yunsui glanced at the numb-faced villagers and asked softly, unable to bear it, “Then when the Barbarians come, can they only wait to die?”

Against the Barbarians, these people had no ability to resist at all.

Shen Qingzhu pinched her little fleshy face, which was all scrunched up with worry.

“Don’t worry. The Young Master already has plans to teach ordinary people some martial arts for self-defense.”

“After the matter with Qiusha is over, he’ll establish a martial academy and have the young, able-bodied villagers learn some self-defense techniques, as well as how to make traps, anesthetics, and the like. Once they’ve learned, they’ll return to their villages and teach the others.”

Jiang Yunsui let out a wow. “Ji Yan’an is amazing!”

A faint smile touched Shen Qingzhu’s lips.

“He is. He truly wants the people of Mobei to stand on their own, so that when they face the Barbarians, they won’t only know how to fear them, run from them, and hide.”

They were delayed there for two days. Only after settling the villagers and burning the Barbarians’ corpses did they continue on their way.

On the road, Shen Qingzhu kept observing the conditions of the few people in the group whose wounds had been stitched.

Unexpectedly, the wounds healed faster than he had imagined.

Fat Chef and the others took a look as well.

“This is a good method. The army sees injuries like this most often. As long as the bleeding can be stopped, there’s hope. Many men die because the bleeding won’t stop, and in the end they lose too much blood.”

The others nodded too. “Exactly. Doctor Shen, you must teach this method to those military physicians.”

Shen Qingzhu nodded.

Fat Chef picked up the drowsy Jiang Yunsui.

“Our granddaughter is still the clever one, coming up with a way to stitch wounds closed.”

Jiang Yunsui lay against his shoulder and mumbled, “I didn’t come up with it.”

“Doesn’t matter. No one mentioned it before you did.”

Jiang Yunsui yawned and asked with her eyes half-open, “How much longer until we get there?”
“Almost there, almost there…”

This time, they really weren’t tricking Jiang Yunsui.

That very night, they arrived at Qiusha Prefecture City.

Because war was being fought in the area, there were basically no civilians to be seen on the streets of the prefecture city. What they did see were squads of soldiers carrying weapons.

The inspection at the city gate was especially strict as well.

Jiang Yunsui leaned against the carriage window and saw that most of the shops had their doors and windows shut tight.

Of course, it wasn’t as if there were no vendors at all.

People still had to eat, after all. They couldn’t just starve to death.

Their carriage swayed its way to the Prefect’s Mansion.

The Prefect had fled, so Ji Yan’an had taken over the place.

“You finally made it.”

Nanshu ran out, his hurried steps making it obvious how anxious he was.

“Where’s Jiang Yunsui? Where is she?”

“I’m here.”

Jiang Yunsui poked her head out and greeted him.

“Aiyo, Little Ancestor, hurry over. The Young Master has fainted again.”

“Doctor Shen, please come with me too.”

Jiang Yunsui quickly jumped down from the carriage.

When she saw Ji Yan’an lying on the bed, her nose stung, and she almost cried.

“How did you get so thin?”

She trotted over and crouched by the bedside, her two little hands clutching his overly thin hand.

At that moment, Ji Yan’an looked so pale he seemed as if he might shatter and fade away at any second.

Still, heaven did seem to favor him.

Even in such terrible condition, he was still so good-looking.

If it were anyone else, they would probably look utterly wretched by now.

Jiang Yunsui circulated the Imperial Flowing Essence inside her body and channeled it through her hand into Ji Yan’an.

Ji Yan’an, who had been sleeping restlessly in a nightmare, cold sweat beading on his pale forehead, gradually calmed down. His breathing also became much steadier.

Shen Qingzhu stepped forward to examine him, then began inserting needles.

After a while, he pricked the tip of Ji Yan’an’s middle finger. Soon after, a tiny insect that looked like an ant crawled out from his sleeve.

The insect crawled onto Ji Yan’an’s pricked middle finger.

A bit of black blood had already welled up there.

The little ant climbed over and began to suck.

As time passed, the ant’s belly gradually swelled until it turned into a tiny black ball.

Jiang Yunsui crouched beside them, holding Ji Yan’an’s other hand, her big eyes fixed on the ant’s belly.

“Is its stomach going to explode?”

Its belly had been stretched nearly transparent, and the black-red blood inside was clearly visible.

Good heavens, a swollen belly really was scary.

“That’s enough.”

As Shen Qingzhu spoke, the little ant slowly crawled back with its belly so swollen it looked ready to burst.

Ji Yan’an’s finger had already stopped bleeding.

“Don’t worry. Their digestion is very strong.”

Jiang Yunsui gave an oh, then turned her attention back to Ji Yan’an.

“How did you manage to starve yourself like this? You’re really almost all ribs now.”

She muttered her complaint, but her words were full of worry.

Although she was Ji Yan’an’s maid in name, Jiang Yunsui knew very well that Ji Yan’an treated her extremely well.

She did not have to follow countless rules every day or do piles of chores like the other maids.

Ji Yan’an indulged her, and the people in the residence treated her like half a master too.

Ji Yan’an was good to her, so Little Mushroom did not want anything to happen to him either.

“You have to get better soon.”

She spoke softly. Nanshu brought over some food.

“Conditions here are limited. Have a steamed bun first. It’s sweet.”

Jiang Yunsui immediately perked up. With one hand holding Ji Yan’an, she grabbed a meat pie with the other and stuffed it into her mouth.

Her stomach had been hungry for ages.