The Ace Bigshot Becomes A Farmgirl

Shu Yu was startled; the person lying on the ground was actually Cheng Xian?

Moreover, it seemed that Cheng Xian had already passed out, with blood-stained clothes, clearly severely injured.

Ma Lu, who knew Cheng Xian the best, as they were direct superiors and subordinates but also considered friends, immediately ran forward upon seeing him lying on the ground like this, ”Guard Cheng Xian, how did this happen?”

Zhao Xi also frowned. Once the ropes on his hands were untied, he squatted beside Cheng Xian and checked his pulse.

Cheng Xian was indeed seriously injured, with no less than seven or eight wounds visible right before them. He was still burning with fever, and if not treated promptly, his life would be at risk.

But even the most skillful housewife can’t cook without rice; Zhao Xi’s medical kit, packs, and bottles had all been confiscated. No matter how skilled he was in medicine, he couldn’t do much.

However...

He looked at Cheng Xian’s bandaged wounds and raised his eyes to ask the people in the room, ”Do you have any medicine?”

The eldest son of the Cheng family immediately said, ”They did give some medicine, but only for external injuries and pain relief; they refused to give anything else. We don’t understand medical skills and could only do simple bandaging.”

”Give me these two types of medicine first.” The eldest daughter of the Cheng family immediately brought over the medicine bottles.

Zhao Xi untied the original bandages on Cheng Xian’s body. Fortunately, the person who treated him was rather meticulous, but owing to the current weather, the wounds had worsened somewhat.

He needed a blade.

But those outside certainly wouldn’t provide such a weapon.

Zhao Xi raised his eyes to look at the ladies in the room; all the pearl hairpins from their heads were gone, and Shu Yu’s hair accessories had been confiscated too.

Zhao Xi frowned, and suddenly a low voice reached his ears, ”Are you looking for a blade?”

”You have one?” Zhao Xi looked surprised at the person who spoke, Cheng master’s youngest son, who was about fourteen or fifteen years old.

The latter nodded and pulled out a very small blade, ”They couldn’t find this one. I kept it, just in case I... needed it.” For the unfortunate option of committing suicide.

He didn’t say the last part, but everyone around understood what he meant.

Some of the young and timid ones couldn’t help but sob.

Zhao Xi patted the boy’s shoulder, ”Give it to me.” The blade was small, but better than nothing.

He quickly started treating Cheng Xian’s wounds.

While working busily in the corner, the Cheng master couldn’t help out and instead raised his eyes to Shu Yu, inquiring about her situation.

”Is the county magistrate here to rescue the Dongqing Temple master?”

Shu Yu shook her head, ”Rescue might not be the right word. At first, I didn’t know my master was in trouble.” She picked some things she could share and briefly explained, ”Earlier we received a letter from a girl rescued from the black market in Changjin Prefecture, saying she saw someone suspected to be from the black market in the southwest. But since this matter was merely their speculation, after arriving in the Capital, we handed the letter to Wei Nan to be presented to the emperor.”

The Cheng master frowned, ”When did you receive such a letter?”

”Late January.”

”Half a year ago?”

”Yes.” Shu Yu nodded, ”The emperor will surely send someone to investigate in the southwest, and it’s likely to be Qi Lie, Lord Qi.”

She continued, ”After reporting the matter, we didn’t follow up further, thinking Lord Qi would resolve it. Who would have thought that after my husband and I got married, we received a letter from my master saying she’s in the southwest and needs us to help, so we came.”