A ghostly light flashed in Song Wangyue’s eyes as she kicked Madame Yuan, who stumbled and leaned backwards.
The maid behind her, who wanted to take advantage of the confusion to hurt Song Wangyue, was shocked and wanted to retrieve the murder weapon too late, and with a poof, the short knife stabbed Madam Yuan’s body.
“Madam!”
The maid was terrified, wanting to pull it out but not daring to, she hurriedly scattered the knife and hugged Madam Yuan.
The hearth was in chaos.
Yuan Cheng, Yuan Tong rushed in and when he saw the blood on the ground, Yuan Cheng’s mind buzzed.
“Mother!”
Yuan Tong tore his heart out, “Doctor, go and get a doctor!”
“Old man is the doctor.” Dafu Yao said as he endured the pain in his body.
The corner of the hearth had collapsed right onto his shoulder, and now his right arm was numb.
“Save my mother, save my mother!” Yuan Tong hissed.
Doctor Yao did not dare to move, if he did, the whole hearse would have to collapse.
Yuan Cheng shouted angrily at the boy who was frozen in fear, “What are you still doing!”
A few of the boys ran in panicked and lifted up the corner of the collapsed hearse.
Doctor Yao sat on the ground in pain, his right hand drooping, but he asked Song Wan Yue with concern, “Miss Song, is everything alright?”
Song Wangyue had also been hit, but she was short and had only been lightly hit on the top of her head.
With a cold glint in her eyes, she shook her head, “I’m fine.”
“Then you help me up, I ……”
“I’m afraid I don’t need you.”
Seeing the coldness in her voice, Doctor Yao looked at her in surprise.
The corners of Song Wangyue’s mouth hooked up coldly as she looked towards Yuan Cheng, “Master Yuan is so scheming! Unfortunately, I am not destined to die.”
Yuan Cheng didn’t see clearly in his haste just now, and thought that Madam Yuan had been hit, and said angrily, “Song Wan Yue, don’t spout blood!”
“If I’m not spitting blood, wouldn’t Master Yuan know if he went to see your wife?”
Only then did Yuan Cheng look at Madam Yuan in the maid’s arms, blood dripping out of her back drop by drop.
Yuan Cheng’s face changed greatly.
“What else does Master Yuan have to say?”
Song Wangyue forced the question in a cold voice.
Yuan Cheng’s mind, however, buzzed into a frenzy.
Yuan Tong also saw it and suddenly went white.
Several magistrates also gathered around, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they also changed their faces along with them.
“It’s important to save the people first.”
Doctor Yao could not bear to see Madam Yuan bleeding to death.
“Yes, yes, yes, save the people first, save the people first.”
Several magistrates hurriedly helped to intercede.
Yuan Cheng took a deep breath and looked at them with a sullen gaze. Despite his reluctance, he spoke clearly word for word, “As long as you save my wife, Min’er’s matter will be written off.”
“Carry the person outside first, don’t touch the sharpshooter.”
The maid was already completely paralysed with fear and did not get up even after hearing Dr. Yao’s words and moving a few times, Yuan Tong carefully picked her up and carried her outside.
Dr. Yao stood up with difficulty with his left hand propped up on the ground, and had just walked to the entrance of the hearth when Mrs. Zhang came hurrying from afar with two maids, “Dr. Yuan ……”
Not finished shouting, saw the short knife on Mrs. Yuan’s waist, a scream of fright, “How did this happen?”
Song Wan Yue narrowed her eyes.
Doctor Yao had already walked to Yuan Tong’s side and propped up his left hand to take her pulse with his right.
Mrs. Zhang was too frightened to come forward, her lips opened and closed, wanting to say something, but not a word came out.
Song Wangyue glanced at her.
Mrs. Zhang took several steps back as if she was frightened.
Doctor Yao let go of her hand, “Find a place to lay the person down, the sharp instrument needs to be pulled out immediately, otherwise it will be life threatening.”
“Go to my house.”
Yuan Min’s hearse was in the front courtyard and Yuan Tong’s courtyard was in the second entry, a closer distance.
“Miss Song, bring my medicine chest.”
Song Wangyue had already carried the medicine box out when she came out, and when she heard that she looked at Doctor Yao’s right hand and saw that it was still drooping feebly, she said, “I’ll go.”
“No, although the sharp instrument didn’t hit the vital point, the speed of pulling it out has to be fast, and it’s very dangerous for the patient. You are too young to have the strength, I’ll do it.”
“You should lift the right hand first.”
“It’s only temporary, it’ll be fine when we get inside.”
Song Wangyue was clearly unconvinced and quickened her pace to follow.
Doctor Yao was anxious, he hadn’t told the truth just now, although the sharp weapon hadn’t hurt anything vital, Madam Yuan’s body was weak, if she was slightly careless, there was a chance that Madam Yuan would never wake up again.
He was afraid that if anything really happened, he would have to bear the burden himself.
“You stand still! No way ……”
He tried to chase after him, but his feet were not as fast as they could be, and he was sweating profusely in a hurry.
The magistrate who lent Song Wan Yue his belt knife took a few quick steps to help him, “I’ll help you over.”
Dr Yao could not say anything in gratitude and hurried into Yuan Tong’s house with him.
Song Wangyue had already opened his medicine chest, but Doctor Yao was too busy to stop her, “Let me do it.”
“When pulling out the knife you need to cut the clothes around the patient’s wound, you are not suitable.”
“A healer is kind, I ……”
“Don’t your mine ……”
Song Wangyue kicked a stool to him while picking at the medicine box, “You sit here and rest for a while.”
After saying that, she found a bottle of golden sore medicine and held it in her hand, while walking towards the bed, she instructed Yuan Tong, “When you pull out the knife later, you need to be absolutely quiet, watch these people a bit, don’t allow them to make any noise.”
Yuan Tong opened her mouth, even though Song Wan Yue herself said she knew how to heal, she was only an eight or nine year old child, if ……
Seeing his hesitation, Song Wangyue slanted a glance at him and passed the golden sore medicine in front of him, “You do it!”
The first thing you need to do is to get rid of the problem.
Song Wangyue walked to the bed, put the golden sore medicine on the bed, lowered her head, grabbed the clothes at Madam Yuan’s wound with both hands and tore them apart with a stab.
Yuan Tong, Doctor Yao and the magistrate who helped him in panicked and turned their heads away.
Song Wangyue picked up the golden sore medicine, uncorked the bottle and handed it to the dazed Master Yuan, “When I say sprinkle, you will sprinkle all the medicine in this bottle.”
Master Yuan’s hand that grabbed the porcelain bottle trembled slightly.
Song Wangyue took a deep breath, gently grasped the hilt with both hands and pulled it outwards violently, “Scatter!”
The blood spurted out and sprayed Master Yuan’s face, who spilled the golden sore medicine with his eyes closed.
Bam!
Song Wangyue threw the short knife onto the dresser by the bed, “The man is fine, he can’t die.”
Master Yuan opened his eyes, blood filled his eyes, his body went limp and he fell to the floor.
Song Wangyue ignored him and walked over to the table, sitting on another stool.’
Yuan Tong turned over and was startled to see Master Yuan’s face covered in blood, struggling to help him up and pulling out a handkerchief to wipe him.
Master Yuan took it and mumbled a little to wipe, his mind was filled with the scene of blood spurting out just now.
Song Wan Yue’s cold voice rang in both their father and son’s ears, “Shall we speak here, or go back to the magistrate’s office and speak in front of Lord Qingtian?”
