Who Hurt My Son?

Translated by atsam
Edited by atsam

 

Two prescriptions and a note were placed before Liu Zhao.

Liu Zhao merely swept his eyes across the prescriptions.

His gaze finally landed on the note.

First, boil the gauze used to wrap the wound in water for as long as it takes to drink a cup of tea. It may be used after drying it in the sun.

Second, the knife used to clean the wound must be placed inside boiling water for a cup of tea’s time. Before use, it must be placed over the fire to sterilise it.

Third, for treatment, the hot knife must be used to clean the wound first. The knife must be clean.

Fourth, whether during treatment or while smearing medicine, the hands of the person treating must be washed.

The door opened.

It was already early in the morning.

Zhao San walked in while covered in cold dew.

A dog with both legs injured lay on the ground. The dog’s legs were wrapped in gauze; it seemed to have received treatment.

Zhao San bowed and said, “Reporting to gongzi, the prescription has been tested. There is no problem with the prescriptions. The medicine is quite effective.”

Liu Zhao glanced at the dog, then nodded. “Treat my injury.”

Liu Zhao couldn’t use Gu Jiu’s prescription unreservedly.

As huangsun, it was his nature to be suspicious.

He had been taught since he was a child to not eat the food and use the medicine given by outsiders.

If he weren’t suspicious, he wouldn’t be alive.

Zhao San cleaned his hands and the knife according to the instructions.

Liu Zhao took off his clothes, exposing the wound.

The wound had become inflamed and infected. The pus and rotting flesh had to be removed.

Zhao San hesitated. “Gongzi, there will be some pain.”

Liu Zhao said calmly, “It’s alright.”

Zhao San clenched his teeth and began cleaning the wound with the hot knife.

The muscles around the wound spasmed continuously, without their owner’s permission.

Liu Zhao’s hands held the chair’s armrest tightly, but his expression didn’t change the entire time. He didn’t even groan.

After cleaning the wound, Liu Zhao hadn’t said anything but Zhao San was drenched in a cold sweat.

He furtively wiped the sweat on his forehead. “Next, I’ll apply the medicine to gongzi’s wound.”

Liu Zhao nodded.

The medicine prepared using Gu Jiu’s prescription had a light fragrance.

The paste was dark brown. Gradually, it was applied all over the wound.

Liu Zhao inwardly breathed a sigh of relief.

The paste felt cool and refreshing when applied to the wound. He even felt the pain decrease.

Zhao San asked cautiously, “How does gongzi feel?”

Liu Zhao replied indifferently, “Very good.”

Zhao San laughed. “Gu guniang is indeed skilled.”

Liu Zhao nodded. “She is young and certainly has no practical experience, yet she is very skilled. Bengongzi is very curious about where she studied medicine.”

Zhao San wrapped the wound with gauze and said, “This subordinate made some inquiries. Gu guniang has been ill since childhood. It is said that a long illness makes the patient into a doctor. Perhaps during this long period of illness, she managed to learn medical skills.”

Liu Zhao laughed lightly, “Gu guniang’s illness is a part of internal medicine. Bengongzi wonders whether people who have been bed-ridden for so long can also treat trauma injuries.”

Zhao San looked at Liu Zhao. “Gongzi, should this subordinate send someone to investigate?”

Liu Zhao remained silent for a few seconds. Finally, he said, “No need. In the future, we must keep a distance from each other. Don’t interact with them much. I believe the other person also thinks the same way.”

Saying so, he picked up the sheets on the table, folded them and tucked them away.

“Although the reason is unknown, these four notes are certainly crucial to treating trauma injuries. If this can be implemented in the military in the future, the lives of several seriously injured soldiers may be saved.”

“Yes, gongzi.”

When Xie er laoye woke up in the morning, his eyelids were twitching vigorously.

While eating breakfast, he asked, “Has shaoye returned?”

“Replying to laoye, shaoye hasn’t returned yet.”

Xie er laoye nodded. It seemed that the matter had already been completed.

Thinking about it, he couldn’t help but laugh.

If all went well, he could go to the provincial governor’s mansion to propose marriage the next day.

He really wanted to look at Gu daren, Gu Zhili’s expression at that moment.

Hehe…

Imagining the scene, Xie er laoye laughed complacently.

Earlier, Gu daren had driven him out without any regard to familial affection. Soon, he would have no choice but to invite him as a guest politely.

“Laoye, it’s bad news!”

The gatekeeper ran inside.

“Why are you running around in such panic?” Xie er laoye looked at the man with dissatisfaction.

The gatekeeper swallowed nervously, then said, “Shao… shaoye is back!”

“If he’s back, he’s back. Why are you making such a fuss… hold on, did you say he’s returned? Why is he so early?”

Xie er laoye was puzzled. He knew his son well; he was someone who couldn’t tolerate the slightest suffering. It was impossible for him to hurry and return so soon.

The gatekeeper was anxious. “Laoye, quickly go and take a look. Shaoye is injured and covered with blood.”

“What?”

Xie er laoye shot up from his chair. The teacup placed beside him shook and fell to the ground.

Not paying attention to such small matters, Xie er laoye hurried to the gatehouse.

“Si lang!” Xie er laoye stood three steps away from Xie Xian and shouted, his heart trembling.

His son, his precious son, was covered head to toe in blood, lying at the doorway like a corpse.

“Ah!” Xie er laoye shouted suddenly, rushing towards him. “Si lang, who hurt you?”

Xie Xian’s vitality was weak. His eyelids fluttered, his lips opened and closed but he couldn’t say anything. The butler, who was beside them, persuaded, “Laoye, shaoye is seriously injured. We should immediately invite a doctor to treat him.”

“Bring a doctor immediately! Quickly carry shaoye into the room.”

“Yes!”

The servants in the gatehouse carried Xie Xian inside the room.

Xie er laoye suddenly felt dizzy. His limbs felt soft as he fell to the ground.

“Laoye, are you alright?”

The butler and the manservant had quick reflexes, so they caught Xie er laoye at once.

Xie er laoye rubbed his head and asked, his expression scary, “What happened? Why is si lang wounded so seriously?”

The butler hurriedly replied, “The gatekeeper opened the door after hearing a knock and saw shaoye lying on the ground covered in blood.”

Xie er laoye gritted his teeth and asked, “Did you see the person who knocked?”

The butler shook his head and said, “No, he didn’t see.”

“Ah!” Xie er laoye roared in fury, with a frightful expression.

“It’s Gu Jiu, it definitely her! Si lang went to Tianmen Temple yesterday. He must have definitely been injured there. What about that manservant? Where did si lang’s servant go?”

The butler was frightened by the madness in Xie er laoye’s eyes. “I… I don’t know. I haven’t seen anyone else.”

Xie er laoye was confused. “You didn’t see anyone else?”

The butler nodded repeatedly. “Yes! All the servants by shaoye’s side have disappeared.”

Xie er laoye’s face turned pale. He had a bad premonition.

“How is that possible?”

They couldn’t all have been killed.

Xie er laoye ground his teeth. “Prepare the carriage. I will go to Tianmen Temple myself.”

“Laoye, da laoye has sent a letter.”

A servant ran inside, reporting in a whisper.

Xie er laoye’s footsteps halted. The letter from Xie da laoye calmed him down.

Forcibly calming himself down, he said, “Butler, send people to Tianmen Temple and the provincial governor’s mansion. If there are any movements, tell them to report them in time. Also, send someone to inform gu taitai that the plan failed and Xie Xian has been seriously injured.”

“Yes! Xiaode obeys.”

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