12dz Chapter 2091 Serious Injury
Chapter 2091 Serious Injury
Yin Ding hurried to the clinic near the alley entrance.
Before Yu Fei went to deliver the message, he brought Yu Liang here.
Just as I arrived at the door, I bumped into the young waiter carrying out a wooden basin. Dark red blood sloshed in the basin, and a few drops splashed onto the bluestone slab.
He stopped abruptly and grabbed the young waiter: "Are those wounded people just brought in?"
The young waiter nodded, holding the basin: "Yes, it was just brought in less than half an hour ago. The doctor is busy inside."
Yin Ding didn't ask any more questions, and went inside after lifting the medical curtain.
The room was filled with a faint smell of herbs mixed with a strong stench of blood. The doctor was bent over by the bed, holding a bandage in his hand, his brows furrowed tightly.
Yin Ding quickly approached the bedside and immediately saw Yu Liang lying on the bed. His clothes were soaked with blood, his face was as white as a sheet of paper, his eyelashes were motionless, and his breathing was so light that it was almost inaudible.
"Doctor, his injury..." Yin Ding's voice was a little tight. He reached out to touch Yu Liang's wrist, but the doctor raised his hand to stop him.
The doctor didn't even look up, his tone impatient: "If you have nothing else to do, go outside and wait. This isn't a place for you. If your treatment is delayed, can you afford the consequences?"
Yin Ding's hand froze in mid-air, his gaze falling on the wound on Yu Liang's chest.
The wound didn't look big and was very narrow, but judging from the speed of the bleeding, it must have been extremely deep and in a very dangerous location, just below the heart. If it had been half an inch further off, it probably would have been beyond saving.
His heart sank. He reached into the cloth bag at his waist and pulled out a small porcelain bottle, handing it to the doctor: "Doctor, this is top-quality wound medicine. Please see if it's of any use."
The doctor, who had been frowning, suddenly brightened up when he noticed the design of the porcelain bottle and smelled the faint medicinal fragrance emanating from its opening.
He put down the tweezers, took the porcelain bottle, uncorked it, poured a little out onto his fingertip, rubbed it between his fingers, and his tone changed: "This is good medicine! You're quite willing to take it out."
"Saving lives is the priority." Yin Ding watched as the doctor quickly applied the medicine powder to the wound with a clean cotton cloth, but he was still not relieved.
He knew that such deep wounds were most prone to fever, and once the fever started, ordinary doctors probably wouldn't be able to suppress it, and it might even leave a chronic condition. After thinking it over, he decided that he still had to ask the princess for help.
He glanced around the room and saw a writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone on the corner of the table. He went over, laid out the paper, picked up the brush, and dipped it in ink.
He had only written a few words when the young waiter returned with an empty basin. He quickly called out to him, "Young man, could you please do me a favor?"
The young shop assistant stopped, looked at the note in his hand, then at the piece of silver he was handed, and a troubled expression appeared on his face. He rubbed his hands together at his side and asked, "Where do you want me to take this?"
“It’s not far, just the Su residence.” Yin Ding stuffed the silver coins into his hand, then folded the note and handed it over. “Just go, and when you get to the gate, give this note to the gatekeeper, and they will let you in.”
The young shop assistant, clutching the loose silver, still frowned. "The Su residence? The residence of the City Magistrate Su? I'm just a lowly errand boy; do you think I can get in with just a note?"
“Don’t worry,” Yin Ding patted his shoulder, his tone reassuring. “Just tell the gatekeeper that it was ‘Yin Dingzi’ who sent the letter, and then hand over the note. They won’t stop you.”
The young man was still somewhat skeptical, but looking at the loose silver in his hand, he finally nodded: "Then I'll give it a try. If I can't get in, I'll come back and tell you right away."
He turned around, greeted the doctor, and quickly walked away, clutching the note.
Yin Ding stood still, then walked to the bedside and looked at Yu Liang. Seeing that his breathing was still weak, he became even more anxious and could only pace back and forth in the room waiting.
In the courtyard of the Su residence, Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe were talking to three portraits on the table. Huo Changhe pointed to the middle portrait, his fingertip touching the face on the portrait: "I'll have the secret guards split into three groups to investigate, one each in the west, south, and north of the city. That way we can get news faster."
Yan Ruyu nodded, her fingers lightly tracing the edge of the portrait: "Okay, have the guards keep a close watch, but don't alert them. If these people are still in the city, they'll definitely be on guard given the commotion at the Liu residence."
As the two were talking, the butler's voice came from outside the door: "Distinguished guest, someone has delivered a letter to you personally."
Yan Ruyu looked up and gestured for the butler to come in.
The butler, holding a folded letter, quickly stepped forward and handed it to him.
Yan Ruyu glanced at it and saw its folded shape—it was what she and the silver ingot had agreed upon.
A thought struck her, and she quickly opened the letter. Her eyes swept over the words, her brows furrowed, and she gripped the letter with more force.
"What's wrong?" Huo Changhe asked quickly when he saw her expression change.
"Yu Liang is injured, and the injury is quite serious. Yin Ding said he was worried about him having a fever, so he asked me to go and check on him."
Yan Ruyu folded the letter and put it in her bosom. She stood up and said, "I'm leaving this to you. I'm going to the clinic. If there's anything urgent, have someone come to the clinic to find me."
Huo Changhe nodded, got up and saw her to the door: "Be careful. If you need manpower, send someone back anytime and I will come to meet you."
Yan Ruyu responded and quickly left the mansion, getting into a carriage and heading to the clinic.
On the carriage, she took out a medicine box from her spatial storage and put some medicine for treating external injuries inside.
Upon arriving at the clinic, Yan Ruyu had just lifted the carriage curtain when she saw Yinding pacing back and forth at the entrance, clearly impatient.
Upon seeing her, Yin Ding immediately rushed forward, her voice tinged with urgency: "Master, you've finally arrived! Yu Liang's chest wound doesn't look big, but it's deep."
The doctor said he was just half an inch away from damaging the heart meridian. I just applied the wound medicine you gave me, and the bleeding has stopped, but I'm still worried he'll develop a fever. I'm afraid ordinary fever reducers won't work.
As he was speaking, he heard hurried footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw Yu Fei running over.
Yu Fei was panting heavily, his forehead covered in sweat, and his eyes were red-rimmed. As soon as he saw Yan Ruyu and Yin Ding, he asked without stopping, "Master, where is my... cousin? How is he?"
Yan Ruyu patted his shoulder and said in a calm tone, "Don't panic. I'll go in and check the situation. Wait outside for a while, and I'll let you know if I have any news."
Yu Fei clenched his fist, nodded, and wanted to follow, but he held back.
My cousin... I was implicated by him this time. He was supposed to go there, but he said he wanted to stop by the dessert shop to buy some food for his dad.
His cousin then switched with him.
Who knows... God help me, please don't let anything happen to me.
Yan Ruyu carried her medicine box into the clinic. The doctor had just finished changing the water in the basin. When he saw her come in, he frowned and stepped forward to block the bed: "Young master, who are you looking for? This injured person is in critical condition. I am treating his wounds. Don't come in and cause trouble."