Shopkeeper Che Xintai's words made Song Zhenrong calm down a little.
When you care too much, you get flustered; on an ordinary day, he could have handled this much better, but right now he couldn't calm himself, and only gave Che Xintai a nod.
This favor, if he ever had the chance, Song Zhenrong would definitely repay; but at the mont, all he cared about was whether his younger sister, Song Xi, could pull through.
Just as they finished speaking, the first batch of Doctors had already arrived.
They were precisely the Doctors maintained by Che Xintai's household.
Although these Doctors weren't that outstanding, compared to small-clinic Doctors like Doctor Zhao, they were on a whole different level.
When they saw how weak Song Xi was, and how serious her injuries were, their expressions all beca troubled almost at the sa ti, but they still imdiately administered so ergency asures.
Only then did Song Xi's fading breath stabilize a little.
"...Thank you!"
Song Zhenrong looked at Che Xintai and spoke in a low voice.
And at this ti, the second batch of Doctors rushed in as well, bringing so important dicinal materials; they were clearly the Doctor team from the Foolish Underworld.
Within this team was the renowned Miracle Doctor Mo from inside the Foolish Underworld, so the atmosphere on site visibly lifted.
"Please, Miracle Doctor Mo, save her!"
Song Zhenrong hurried forward to receive him.
However...
An entire night passed quickly.
Despite the rescue efforts of many Doctors, and the infusion of many precious dicinal materials, Song Xi only managed to have her life barely strung along; her condition hadn't improved much.
"How can this be?!"
Song Zhenrong was dumbfounded.
In his view, though his sister Song Xi's injuries were serious, they shouldn't have been complicated.
As for the Demon Suppression Gun that pierced through her chest, with Che Xintai here, how to treat the wound caused by the Demon Suppression Gun should have been a question with the answer already written in.
As for the severed arm, Song Zhenrong wasn't even asking Miracle Doctor Mo to reattach it, he only wanted to keep his sister alive; how could it be this difficult?
"It's very strange."
Miracle Doctor Mo was already very old, his hunched back long since unable to straighten.
Though he didn't have much talent, he had practically spent his whole life working for the Foolish Underworld of Thunder City, studying dical Skill, so his dical Skill was definitely not bad, and the kinds of injuries he had seen were countless.
But… Deputy Captain Song Xi's injuries were strange.
The wound from the Demon Suppression Gun that pierced her chest went without saying; he had already treated it, and normally, with proper rest, she should be able to recover.
But that severed arm injury… was far from simple.
It wasn't a simple severed limb; it was more like so kind of poison had been sared on the wound, not only continuously affecting the patient, but also rendering normal treatnt thods ineffective.
Over the course of the night, he had already changed several sets of dicinal combinations and discussed things through the night with several other Doctors, yet they still could not find an answer.
"If the situation cannot be contained… in less than a day, Deputy Captain Song Xi will likely perish."
Miracle Doctor Mo was used to seeing life and death, but even his calm tone still jolted Song Zhenrong's nerves.
"No… no! Miracle Doctor Mo, you must have a way, right! You must have a way to save my sister, right!"
Miracle Doctor Mo let out a sigh.
"I will do my best, but if you truly want her to live, don't pin too much hope on . From my many years of dical practice, the wound on Deputy Captain Song Xi's arm has an extrely strong aggressiveness and rejection, as if it had co to life, sprouting rows of barbed burrs, spreading through the wound like a plague and rejecting the absorption of any dicine. With such a bizarre condition, let alone curing it, even just suppressing the deterioration of the wound is extrely difficult for , so you had best quickly seek soone more capable."
Upon hearing Miracle Doctor Mo ntion the word "infection," the few Doctors who had still been treating Song Xi were all startled, and beca sowhat afraid to keep working on her.
Song Zhenrong's eyes reddened; no matter how wilful Song Xi was, she was still his younger sister, he could not just watch her die.
In the entire Foolish Underworld, the most formidable Doctor was Miracle Doctor Mo.
The only ones more skilled than Miracle Doctor Mo were those Divine Doctors specially kept by the Ten Major Families.
But that level of Doctor was not soone he could invite.
Although his surna was also Song, he was not a mber of the Ten Major Families, he just happened to have a surna that was one of the major ones in Thunder City.
"What should I do..."
Song Zhenrong clenched his fists.
The only thod he could think of was to beg his superior—naly the Hall Master, or even the Lord of Mansion—to ask the Ten Major Families to give the Foolish Underworld's Hall Master and Lord of Mansion so face and send a Divine Doctor to save her.
But whether things could get to that stage, even in his heart, Song Zhenrong had no certainty. For his sister's life, he could only gamble everything.
"Miracle Doctor Mo, I only have one request: before I get back, don't let my sister die!"
"I will do my best."
Song Zhenrong mounted his horse and left, heading straight for the Foolish Underworld.
With Song Zhenrong gone, Che Xintai remained at the clinic.
Looking at Song Xi's severed arm, she couldn't help becoming lost in thought.
Suddenly, she sensed sothing, and instinctively covered her belly, then instructed her subordinates.
"I'm going out for a bit. Guard this place well."
"Yes!"
Che Xintai left the small clinic that had been temporarily requisitioned last night, quickly walked down a street, and stopped in front of a rice shop.
"Here..."
With a hand on her belly, she felt the movent of the fetus inside, a dazed expression appearing on her face, and then she strode into the rice shop.
Unexpectedly, the Shopkeeper and clerks of the rice shop all treated Che Xintai as if they hadn't seen her.
It was soone else who hurried forward.
"My lord is already waiting on the second floor, I'll lead the way for Madam."
Following this man upstairs, Che Xintai finally saw the one she had been yearning for.
"Mr. Song!"
Disregarding her image, Che Xintai threw herself straight into the man's arms.
Though she was married, the only person Che Xintai loved was the man before her; that "husband" of hers was just a cover for the world.
She had married that man at Mr. Song's own arrangent as a mission, not out of her true will.
"Lady Tai has grown haggard."
The man called Mr. Song lifted Che Xintai's chin with his fingers.
Her current demure, feminine deanor was a far cry from her usual dignified bearing as Captain; for those with a twisted taste, this look had a unique flavor.
After a deep kiss, Mr. Song finally asked.
"Lady Tai contacted in such a hurry—what is the matter?"
"A demon! Mr. Song, I've been targeted by that Defiled Blood Clone Demon! I don't care about my life or death, but the child in my belly..."
Mr. Song reached out, and gently stroked Che Xintai's belly; feeling his touch, Che Xintai almost closed her eyes in a blissful daze, savoring every bit of contact.
"So there's actually a demon bold enough to set its sights on our child… Don't worry, I'll have people secretly protect you, and ensure you and the child are safe."
"Mr. Song, you're so bad! How do you know whether the baby in my belly is a boy or a girl!"
As she spoke, Che Xintai lifted her head to gaze at Mr. Song in obsession, and said sothing startling.
"Mr. Song, I want the child to take your surna."
Her words gave Mr. Song quite a fright.
He hurriedly soothed her with a few words before managing to push that notion back down.
Leaving aside how troubleso it would be if this relationship were exposed, even what that thing in her belly would turn into was still unknown.
Still, the Martial Arts Training physique really was a good foundation, and this was the furthest he had gotten in all his years of research.
After coaxing Che Xintai into leaving, Mr. Song, who remained in the room, pondered for a while before departing as well.
"Young Master!"
"Young Master!"
Amid the respectful send-off from everyone in the rice shop, Mr. Song headed toward the Bo Family, one of the Ten Major Families in Thunder City.
His wife in na had already been staying at her parents' ho for so ti.
Both emotionally and logically, he ought to coax her back, otherwise it would be troubleso.
...
The Bo Family.
"How do you still dare show up in front of ! You heartless bastard!"
Bo Shan's chest was heaving violently.
She flung everything within arm's reach at the husband who was her spouse in na.
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