Wanjin Lady

Chapter 467 Choice
moment.

The sails caught full wind, sailing through the waves and moving forward quickly.

As soon as he got on the boat, the military doctor came to see Wei Zheng. He did not rush to take his pulse, but just leaned over and pried open Wei Zheng's eyelids with two fingers.

The pupils were dilated, and the white blood was like a spider web.

Dangerous!

The doctor glanced at Wen Wan, who was crying at the head of the bed.

He was not clear about Wen Wan's identity.

But the Marquis's confidants treated her with particular courtesy and respect, and the military doctor served her with even greater care. "Madam, the Marquis's blood and energy are rushing backwards, and his divine light has dissipated. This is a sign of damage to his internal organs."

The medic wiped the sweat from his brow. "This chest wound—though the arrow shaft is broken, the bronze arrowhead is still deeply embedded in his left chest, only two fingers' width from his heart. It needs to be lanced with a silver knife—"

Wen Wan wiped away her tears and said, "Doctor, please treat it as you should. No matter what, I will never hold you responsible."

After hearing this, the doctor's face relaxed and he took out some tools from the medicine box. "Everyone, spread out a little..."

"Make a charcoal fire!"

"Ma Fei San!"

"Lancet!"

"Two more people, hold his shoulders down!"

"I'll do it!" Zhao Heng and Hou Ji stepped forward with red eyes, holding Wei Zheng's shoulders on the left and right.

"If I make a move, the Marquis will feel a heart-wrenching pain. The two generals must hold him down firmly and not let him move even a little. Otherwise, the silver knife will stray from the wound and could endanger his heart!"

Wen Wan gritted her teeth and stared blankly.

She never likes to cry.

But at this moment, tears flowed out uncontrollably.

Who is she?

Is it worth Wei Zheng risking his life to save her twice?
The doctor used a silver knife to gently pick at the rotten flesh. Blood and locust pupae appeared at the wound. The doctor's expression suddenly changed. "The arrow has penetrated the lungs. The air is being lost along with the blood. If it had been half an inch deeper, even a great immortal would have been unable to save him!"

After a moment, the arrow was removed.

The doctor's hands were covered in blood. He suddenly stopped and knelt down in front of Wen Wan with a plop.

"Madam, the Marquis's legs are swollen like gourds from the knees down. The skin is a translucent blue and purple, with broken stones embedded in the flesh. If we forcibly pull them out or pry them open, I'm afraid..." The doctor kowtowed deeply, "I'm afraid his legs will be crippled! Madam, I... I... trauma is not my specialty... We must quickly reach shore and find a specialist trauma doctor to treat him!"

Wen Wan held on to her shaky body, her eyes clear and compelling, "You mean... you don't have the ability to heal?"

The doctor nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Madam, there is no time to lose! The Marquis's injury cannot be delayed!"

Wen Wan looked at Zhao Heng, "How long will it take to reach the shore?"

"At least half a day!" Zhao Heng shook his head. "But trauma doctors are only available in Bingzhou! Even so, it will take a whole day and night!"

Hou Ji immediately said, "Send a small boat to the shore first. Even if we have to tie you up... we must tie the doctor up!"

"Quick!" Wen Wan's gaze fell heavily on the military doctor's face. "I want you to extend the life of the Marquis for two days! Can you do it?"

The military doctor gritted his teeth, "Let's try our best!" Wen Wan never liked to dwell on her emotions; dwelling on them would only make things more agonizing. She summoned several of Wei Zheng's subordinates, "Mo Sufang owns several islands nearby. One of them was set on fire by government troops who approached. There are at least five or six thousand disabled soldiers and the elderly on the island. They are all fishermen who have committed crimes, but their crimes do not warrant death. Go and rescue them immediately."

"Also, I have a maid named Agui, who was also left on the island. Help me find her."

As if possessed by a ghost, Wen Wan thought of the tortured skeleton in the secret room below. "Deep in the dense forest, there's a thatched hut with a secret room underneath. Inside is a skeleton. He suffered inhuman torture in his lifetime. He has a jade belt buckle worn by officials of the sixth rank and above in the Dachen Dynasty. I suspect he was also captured by Mo Sufang. Go and bring him back."

"Mo Sufang has his own army and is definitely not a simple smuggling lord. They say you shouldn't pursue a desperate enemy, but if this man is not apprehended and brought to justice, he will become a serious threat to our Great Chen Dynasty!"

After they all left, Wen Wan returned to the cabin.

She sat at the head of Wei Zheng's bed, stroked Wei Zheng's bloodless face, and finally couldn't hold back her tears.

She wet a handkerchief and wiped his hands, feet and chest, but this time, Wei Zheng really became a motionless figurine.

She wanted to wake him up and ask him clearly.

What does it mean to allow her to remarry?
What do you mean I don’t have to be a widow for him?

Does he need to worry about her marriage?

It is said that a drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring of water. Then how could she repay him for risking his life to save her twice?

Wen Wan gritted her teeth and poked his face with her finger, "Wei Zheng."

"Did you do it on purpose?"

"You insist on making me owe you such a big favor. You want me to think about you for the rest of my life."

"You..." Tears dripped onto Wei Zheng's face, and the young lady spoke incoherently, "You are despicable!"

After sailing for half a day, the sky gradually brightened. When clouds and mist appeared in the distance, the ship finally reached the shore.

The local county magistrate and Doctor Chu, who was pulled out of bed by Meng Yuanjie last night and rushed on the road overnight, were already waiting on the shore. They didn't care about Wen Wan's status and came up to pay their respects. County Magistrate Tang was smart. He arranged the accommodation in detail and called all the doctors in the city to help Doctor Chu.

There were two dark circles under the eyes of Doctor Chu. He did not dare to complain even though he was brought here from other places. These nobles had unknown origins. They were all wearing armor and holding sharp weapons, and they looked murderous. He did not dare to even look at Wen Wan. He just went to check Wei Zheng's injuries.

Doctor Chu's ten fingers were like hooks, pressing inch by inch along the tibia. When they reached the middle of the fibula, Wei Zheng suddenly twitched and a painful groan escaped from his throat.

Hou Ji's eyes were red with anxiety, and he pointed his sword at the doctor, "If you can't cure me, I will kill your whole family!"

"Shut up!" Wen Wanjiao yelled, glaring at Hou Ji again. "Threatening the doctor will only make him more nervous and afraid. When people are nervous, they are more likely to make mistakes."

The young lady's face was frighteningly pale. She had been enduring the whole night. Her eyes were bloodshot and she looked like a female ghost.

She squeezed out a broken laugh from her hoarse throat, "Doctor Chu, please go ahead and treat me. As long as I'm here, no one will bother you."

Lord Chu wanted to kowtow to Wen Wan.

He bravely lifted Wei Zheng's trouser leg, only to see his thumb pale and numb. "The broken stone is embedded in the bone. We can't force it out. Otherwise, the leg will rot like a honeycomb." Doctor Chu's face was solemn. "Qi and blood are blocked. If you don't take care of it for three days... the muscles will die and the bones will wither."

The young lady looked at him with a gloomy look in her eyes. She only asked three words, "Can it be cured?"

Doctor Chu remained silent, so Wen Wan said, "If you're afraid, Doctor Chu, I can write a letter of waiver. No matter what the outcome, I'll be responsible!"

Meeting Wen Wan's determined gaze, Doctor Chu suddenly felt a surge of courage in his heart.

"It can be cured!" Doctor Chu said in a deafening voice. "It's rare to meet someone as understanding and reasonable as you in this life. I'm willing to give it a try! But..."

Doctor Chu's expression froze as he changed the subject. "This gentleman was hit in the legs by a huge rock. His injuries were severe, and he was delayed for half a day. He may be able to survive, but... it's a stroke of luck that he can stand up in the future."