amaotonovel Chapter 231 It's warm, not cold.
Chapter 231 It's warm, not cold.
The medicine box fell to the ground with a thud, and I felt a chill in my heart; I was too weak to hold it steady.
With his shout, Chu Qiu and the others felt as if something had been drained from their hearts.
Several people rushed forward, and Yue'er also rushed towards Fang Yuerong's stretcher: "Young Master!"
The atmosphere suddenly became very sad and cold. Han Yuxiu took two quick steps and almost tripped over his own clothes.
He rushed to the stretcher and grabbed Wu Ziyan's hand, crying, "Wu Ziyan, how could you die! Don't die! Open your eyes and look at me!"
She was on the verge of tears when Chu Qiu and Changsun Boyou went over to look at her.
Her face was pale, and there was blood on her shoulder, but her chest seemed to be rising and falling.
Chu Qiu grabbed his other hand, checked his pulse; it was steady, he wasn't dead.
Han Yuxiu clenched his hands, realizing, "It's warm, not completely cold yet?"
"I'm not dead, I'm just weak. Let them carry me out. If they're carrying a dead body, won't they cover it with a white sheet?"
She slowly opened her eyes and saw several men looking down at her, their eyes full of worry.
She pursed her lips and said, "You should also bandage your own injuries and rest for a while."
She and Fang Yuerong were then carried to an open space on the other side.
A simple wooden frame can be set up for resting.
Those of them who were not seriously injured helped Han Yuxiu bandage up the wounded.
Wu Ziyan lay there peacefully, two streams of tears flowing from the corners of her eyes. Damn, it really hurt.
I came over to see her in early autumn and wondered what had happened.
Chu Qiu was holding bandages and the medicine Han Yuxiu had given him, asking him to help Wu Ziyan with her bandages. When he arrived, he saw her crying.
Wu Ziyan seemed to sense that someone was watching her, and opened her eyes, her eyelashes glistening with tears.
Like a pool of autumn water, Chu Qiu had never seen her like this before. What kind of sad thing could make her unable to stop crying?
Was he worried about Sima Lingchuan? Or perhaps he was worried about Fang Yuerong? He felt a strange unease in his heart.
But he still wiped her face with a wet towel: "Don't worry, both Master Lingchuan and Young Master Fang are fine."
Wu Ziyan: ?
Seeing the puzzled look on her face, Chu Qiu wondered if he had said something wrong.
What could have made her so heartbroken? She seemed to like money too; could it be that she was distressed that her mansion had burned down?
The gold and silver treasures inside are gone?
"Don't worry, most of the property has been salvaged, but it will probably take some time to rebuild the house."
"what?"
Unexpectedly, Chu Qiu, who is usually quiet, would give her such a long explanation.
I don't know what got into him, or if he was afraid of the unpredictability of life because of the fire.
Why are you crying?
But I saw her crying, so I told her so much.
Wu Ziyan seemed to have discovered something again; it turned out that this cold-faced gentleman was susceptible to this kind of thing!
She couldn't stop crying, and she laughed as she cried.
Chu Qiu paused slightly as she wiped her face, a little frightened.
"I feel sorry for you guys." He just blurted out those cheesy pickup lines.
She would never admit that she was crying because of the pain from her own wound.
Chu Qiu wanted to hear her say "I feel sorry for you," but that was impossible.
He increased the pressure when wiping her face, and when he reached her nose, he pinched it hard.
"Ouch!"
"There is dust."
Without a mirror, how could she see where the dust was on her face?
She believed whatever Chu Qiu said, but she always felt that he was taking revenge.
I've finished wiping her face, but next I need to bandage her wound.
She's wearing clothes now, so if we want to bandage her, we'd have to take off half of her sleeve, but that's not appropriate outside, is it?
Chu Qiu held the bandage, unsure of where to begin.
Wu Ziyan knew he wanted to change her dressing, and seeing how he hesitated, she said...
"Go find a pair of scissors and cut this part of my clothes off, that way you won't feel embarrassed."
Chu Qiu blushed and remained silent with a cold look in her eyes.
But he started to take off her clothes, and she instinctively flinched, but then told herself to get used to it.
She also used her other hand to pull at her clothes, but the bandages were already stuck to her skin.
As she tore it open, two more tears streamed down her face. Chu Qiu understood something; it seemed the wound was just too painful.
He's cold on the surface, but he's also quite warm; he even blew on the bandages when he was removing them.
The medicine was applied very gently.
But looking at the wound, he realized that even with the best recovery ability, it was impossible for it to have recovered like this in just one day.
New flesh had almost completely grown around it, leaving only a horizontal cut.
If it doesn't burst open today, it will probably heal completely in a couple of days.
He had never seen such a constitution before, so he carefully applied the medicine and wrapped it with bandages.
Inevitably, your fingertips will touch your skin, which feels cool and refreshing.
Wu Ziyan's skin was very hot, and Chu Qiu felt a tingling sensation in his fingers.
After the bandage was finished, she blushed and said, "It'll be done soon."
"Thank you, Chu Qiu, but are you sure it's okay for you to run out despite being under surveillance?"
"I didn't think that much about it."
The two locked eyes, their gazes captivating and alluring, causing Chu Qiu's heart to pound.
He reached out and wiped away the tears that welled up on her face again.
Meanwhile, the Empress in the palace had already received news of the fire at Jiu'an Prefecture.
She was grading documents when she suddenly gripped the pen tightly in her hand. She never expected her second daughter to do such a thing.
Most of these were probably written by Sima Zongcheng.
Changsun Boluan stood respectfully to the side, not daring to speak, but she was still worried about Wu Ziyan.
After all, her brother was in love with her.
She spoke up: "Your Majesty, should we send someone to Jiu'an Prefecture to take a look?"
"Ah."
The Empress was never one to talk much, but fortunately, Changsun Boluan was very perceptive.
Otherwise, if the Empress only speaks in fragments, who would be able to understand her?
On the other side, Wu Chengye and the Prime Minister paced back and forth in their residence, scratching their heads and cheeks.
We were hoping for good news, but instead we received devastating news!
Although Jiu'an Prefecture was burned to the ground, not a single person died.
And now they've learned that Wu Ziyan isn't even in the manor!
"I don't know if the evidence was burned or not."
The Prime Minister's perpetually unchanging expression now showed a hint of worry.
This was completely unexpected, but there's no time to worry about it now.
While the firefighting efforts are in disarray, let them move the weapons out of the city first!
"Your Highness, let's begin."
Wu Chengye had no choice but to bite the bullet and ordered his men to transport the weapons out of the city gates.
Taking advantage of the chaos, the city gate defenses were lax, but Wu Chengji still had people keeping an eye on it.
But to make them feel that they had succeeded, Wu Chengji and Huang Ziliang deliberately left a loophole at the city gate and let them out.