"Your wife wasn’t pregnant before." Bai Ruozhu said while administering the needle.
"What?" Wu Ke was shocked.
Bai Ruozhu continued without changing her expression: "Because her body is yin, plus your Escort Agency has sothing particularly suitable for the growth of Poisonous Insects, she was chosen by Gufeng, who used her body to raise the insect." Bai Ruozhu glanced at the silver needle that had turned black and sighed, instructing the little Furball to see if it could help Wu Ke’s wife remove the insect.
She was worried the crowd would notice the little Furball, so she continued speaking to distract their attention.
"The Poison Master was defeated by us and fled, summoning the insect to leave with him. Although your wife’s belly had a hole in it, there’s still a glimr of hope. If you wait a few more days and the insect matures, no one will be able to save her."
"Why? Why is it like this?" Wu Ke sat on the ground, lost in shock.
"Your Escort Agency has sothing extrely yin which doesn’t affect n much, but won who are exposed to it often can’t conceive. You’ve been married for several years, haven’t you?" Bai Ruozhu asked.
Wu Ke suddenly nodded, "Seven years now, my wife always blad herself for not being able to bear children, asking to let her go. Turns out she was hard by ."
He spoke in anguish.
"Don’t cry, think of a way to save her. If she can survive this ordeal, a little adjustnt won’t affect her fertility in the future." Bai Ruozhu said.
Won of this era get married early, even after seven years of marriage they’re only about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, the best ti for reproduction, why worry about not being able to conceive?
"What do we do now?" Wu Ke felt like he couldn’t breathe at the sight of the bloody hole in his wife’s belly.
"Don’t move her back to Jinn Escort Agency; it’s too cold over there, bad for her health. Find a place to settle temporarily, so I can continue treating her." Bai Ruozhu said.
It’s really not good for anyone to be lying on the cold ground.
Jiang Yichun directly showed his waist badge to the county magistrate hiding on the side, saying, "We need to requisition the rooms in your rear hall, arrange for it promptly."
The magistrate was only of seventh rank, while Jiang Yichun was a third rank General, and his face turned a bit pale. He imdiately sent people to clean the rooms, arranging the best ones in the rear hall to be given out.
Bai Ruozhu called for soone to carefully carry Wu’s wife, taking her to the bed in the room. She then ordered people to boil dicinal bath soup, and Jiang Yichun imdiately understood her intention.
"You also step out for a bit, I need to open her clothes for stitching." Everyone else left, but Jiang Yichun hadn’t moved; Bai Ruozhu said with so helplessness.
"Oh, alright, don’t tire yourself too much." Jiang Yichun said, not wanting her to push herself, seeing her fatigueed spirit.
"I’m fine, saving a life is more ritorious than building a seven-level Pagoda, I can accumulate virtue." Bai Ruozhu smiled at him.
Jiang Yichun nodded and exited the room.
The little Furball ca out of Wu’s wife’s body and burrowed back into Bai Ruozhu’s Space, saying it needed to digest the poisonous insect poison it absorbed today.
"You haven’t told where the thing from Jinn Escort Agency is?" Bai Ruozhu urgently asked.
The little Furball said drowsily, "I don’t know either, have to go and see."
Then it lay on a leaf and fell asleep, curling into a small white circle, if it weren’t so small, it’d look like a white fox sleeping.
Bai Ruozhu cut open Wu’s wife’s clothes, cleaned and disinfected her, then sewed her up. When the dicinal bath was ready outside, the surgery here was almost done.
Once the dicinal bath barrel was carried in, Bai Ruozhu instructed Wu Ke to find clean clothes, since the previous ones were soaked with poisonous blood and cut up, certainly unwearable.
Bai Ruozhu signaled Jiang Yichun with a "quarter-hour" gesture.
Jiang Yichun nodded slightly; the two had already beco incredibly coordinated.
The door closed and Bai Ruozhu took Wu’s wife into the Space, soaking her in the Spatial Hot Spring.
If she had the Spatial Hot Spring when detoxifying Chu Hai, Chu Hai wouldn’t have suffered so much.
She wondered how Chu Hai and Diao Yao and their siblings were faring in Beiyu City.
Judging the ti, Bai Ruozhu brought Wu’s wife out of the Space and soaked her in the dicinal bath barrel. She opened the door; Wu Ke anxiously peeked inside to see his wife placed in a barrel with a small fire underneath, like boiling at, which frightened him into a shiver.
Yet he didn’t question Bai Ruozhu; instead, he was very grateful and bowed to her, "Thank you, Mrs. Bai, for saving my wife and the lives of everyone in our Escort Agency."
"It was just a small effort; don’t mind it. Watch the ti, in another quarter-hour, take her out, dry her body and get her dressed. I’ll rest a bit and check on her later." Bai Ruozhu rubbed her temples, having rushed over, battled Gufeng, then treated Qiu Zhi and saved Wu’s wife, she was utterly exhausted.
"Alright, alright, Mrs. Bai, please go rest, you’ve worked hard." Wu Ke said, bowing deeply.
Bai Ruozhu walked out of the door, but after two steps felt light as Jiang Yichun dominantly picked her up.
"Never let yourself get so tired again." He said sowhat angrily.
"Mm." Bai Ruozhu obediently responded, fell asleep against his chest.
Jiang Yichun sighed; she fell asleep imdiately, so wasn’t she terribly tired?
Fang Luo watched them from afar, feeling a bit envious. He’s always been alone, never tried liking any woman. Would having soone he likes and who likes him be a different feeling?
But soon, he shook his head, feeling he’s as good as dead, better not to trouble any other girl, not wanting anyone to end up like his mother.
He couldn’t help but glance at the already-sleeping Bai Ruozhu, wondering if she’s wounded to the bone like his mother was?
Fang Luo vigorously shook his head to dismiss such thoughts; the recent battle still left him with lingering fear, and he barely helped in the fight, mostly just an onlooker. Even the weakest little girl Yizi managed to set up a formation, while he only had brute strength, nothing else.
For the first ti, Fang Luo was filled with the desire to learn sothing, to beco strong, to be of use, because his future won’t just be staying in that room, pretending to be his father and constantly comforting his ntally unstable mother. Even if this life might only last ten more months, he wants to try hard this ti.
Jiang Yichun entered the room, gently laid Bai Ruozhu down, tidied the sweaty strands stuck to her forehead; sleeping like this must be uncomfortable, right?
He then fetched hot water, wet a cloth to wipe her face and hands, and feet, covering her with a blanket, quietly remaining by her side.
"Without , your life would be peaceful, you wouldn’t need this hard work, right?" Jiang Yichun’s voice was light, full of self-bla and helplessness.
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Achun: My wife is too tired, she sent to ask for monthly tickets, otherwise Qingka, that old woman, will tornt us again.
Qingka: (looking fierce) What are you saying? You’re the old woman! I’m still a young lady~
Achun: (his face grew colder) Asking for monthly tickets along with sending a kiss from this young lady~
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