A female coroner arrived at the Jingzhao Prefecture.

Chapter 246 Headless Female Corpse (34)

Thieves broke into a house and killed someone. When the officials came to the village to investigate, they alarmed the villagers in Xiahegou.

The village head hurriedly delivered two horse-drawn carriages and laid thick blankets inside them.

The constable helped Mo Yu, whose body was half-covered in blood, back to the station. Lu Xun rushed to greet him, asking worriedly, "Where are you hurt? Let me stop the bleeding first..."

"Your Highness, I have failed in my duty and was unable to protect Miss Bai. Please punish me!"

Mo Yu grabbed Lu Xun's arm and was about to kneel down, but Lu Xun supported him with his hand and said urgently, "You've done your best! No matter what, I'll seal your acupoints first!"

He swiftly extended two fingers, sealing several of Mo Yu's major acupoints. Then he placed the man on the ground. Having run out of medicine and bandages, he took off his outer robe, intending to tear it into strips. Just as he was about to begin, Song Shuyu pushed aside the constables and squeezed in, "Wait!"

He untied the pouch at his waist, took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out a pill, and put it into Mo Yu's mouth. After Mo Yu swallowed it, he explained, "This is a Condensing Pill. As long as you have a breath left, it will keep you alive."

Mo Yu was shocked and exclaimed in alarm, "This... such a rare and exquisite item, I am unworthy of it!"

“If it weren’t for your help and the message you sent for help, my two constables would have been killed here tonight.” Song Shuyu said solemnly. “Everyone’s life is a life, there is no such thing as being worthy or unworthy. I owe you and Lu Shaoqing a favor, and I will remember it.”

Lu Xun glanced at Song Shuyu, his eyes welling up with tears, but he said nothing. He simply patted Mo Yu's shoulder and instructed, "Send you back to the city to treat your injuries first. We'll talk about the rest tomorrow."

On the other side, Mu Qingcheng carried Bai Zhizhi onto the carriage, while Jiang Zhan carried Constable Luo onto another carriage.

Just then, two constables arrived late, carrying a stretcher. "Sir," they said, "Wang Ruhua is dead. This is her body."

Song Shuyu quickly grasped the current chaotic situation and made arrangements in an orderly manner. "Village head, we need to borrow another cart from you to transport the corpses. Don't worry, these carts are considered to have been purchased by the government. You can settle the payment at the Jingzhao Prefecture tomorrow."

"Yes, yes, thank you, sir! I'll go prepare the carriage right away!" The village head hurriedly agreed and dragged his fat body toward the village.

Song Shuyu continued, "Lu Shaoqing, you can rest assured to leave Mo Yu to me. I will take him back to the Jingzhao Prefecture to have the imperial physician treat his injuries. You, stay here, take Jiang Zhan and a few constables, examine the scene, and investigate Wang Ruhua. Is that alright? The suspect's martial arts skills are extremely high, and there's probably more to her background than meets the eye. If she returns, she might be part of a gang, and Jiang Zhan and the others are no match for her. I'm worried."

Without hesitation, Lu Xun nodded and said, "No problem."

"Okay, send word immediately if anything happens!"

"Ah."

Mo Yu got into Constable Luo's car.

Song Shuyu left two constables to drive the carriage, two constables to transport the body, and an additional constable to escort the carriage with him, one in front and one behind.

The rest of the troops were left to Jiang Zhan and Lu Xun.

Then, they set off under the cover of night, rushing to the capital.

As expected of Song Shuyu's confidant, after Song Shuyu left, he arranged the defenses and summoned the secret guards to bring the imperial physician Jin Zesheng to the yamen ahead of time. Later, he thought that if Bai Zhizhi could be injured, then Constable Luo would definitely be in even worse shape, so he sent someone to invite two doctors from Chunhui Hall and prepared a large amount of medicinal herbs.

When Song Shuyu's carriage returned, Song Li greeted him. Song Shuyu asked, "Is everything ready?"

Song Li replied, "It's all ready."

No further explanation was needed; Song Li always understood what he was thinking, so Song Shuyu could tolerate his occasional laziness and sharp tongue.

All three injured men were taken to the guest rooms in the back office. The stove was burning brightly, and basin after basin of hot water was brought in. The three doctors were busy for more than an hour before they finally came out of the room.

Jin Zesheng took the cloth offered by the servant, wiped his hands, and looked exhausted. "You've been saved, but you need to take good care of yourself for a while. Be careful with your diet, don't get it wet, and change your wound dressing every day. If there is any inflammation or suppuration, come to me immediately. Also, before you are fully healed, do not use violence or get angry."

It is now past midnight.

Song Shuyu clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, "Thank you for your hard work, Physician Jin. Please accept my bow!"

Just as Jin Zesheng was about to return the greeting, a cup of warm tea was handed to him. Mu Qingcheng's eyes were filled with a thin layer of tears as she solemnly said, "Imperial Physician Jin, thank you for saving Zhizhi, Constable Luo, and Moyu. I will never forget this kindness!"

Although the doctors at Chunhuitang were skilled, the three men's injuries were too severe, including penetrating wounds, making the situation extremely difficult. Fortunately, Jin Zesheng was there to help, which pulled them back from the brink of death.

Jin Zesheng accepted the tea and smiled slightly. "Master Mu, you flatter me. Shuyu is my young friend. I promised Shuyu that I would do my best to help him whenever he needs anything."

Upon hearing this, Mu Qingcheng vaguely understood the deeper meaning behind Jin Zesheng's words. She turned her head to look at Song Shuyu, and the man immediately avoided her gaze, his expression showing some unnaturalness.

Mu Qingcheng didn't ask any further questions. She bowed deeply to Jin Zesheng and said softly, "From now on, I will have to ask Physician Jin to take care of you, sir."

Jin Zesheng drank the tea, nodded slightly, and sighed, "External injuries are easy to treat, but internal injuries are difficult to cure. I can only treat the symptoms; as for how to cure the root cause, I will have to trouble Master Mu."

Mu Qingcheng nodded, "Thank you for your guidance, I've got it in mind."

Song Shuyu cleared his throat twice and gestured for him to leave, "Imperial Physician Jin, let me see you out."

Jin Zesheng slung his medical kit over his shoulder. Before leaving, he glanced at Mu Qingcheng again and said inexplicably, "They look alike, but their personalities are quite different."

Mu Qingcheng was stunned. By the time she came to her senses, Jin Zesheng had already left.

The doctor from Chunhuitang was about to leave. Mu Qingcheng didn't have time to think too much and went over to chat with the doctor for a few minutes. The doctor unintentionally mentioned something, "It's strange, those two male victims, although their sword wounds were serious and looked very dangerous, they avoided vital parts with every strike. If they had been even half an inch higher, piercing their hearts and lungs, even a great immortal would have had difficulty saving them."

Mu Qingcheng's mind raced. "Doctor, do you mean the perpetrator did it intentionally?"

"It should be," the doctor guessed. "If it were really for murder, there would be no need to leave so many wounds."

"Okay, I see."

"I'll come back tomorrow afternoon to change the dressing."

"Thank you for your hard work, doctor."

Mu Qingcheng saw the doctor off at the back office. When she returned, she ran into Song Shuyu instructing Liu Mama, "Transfer a few clever maids and servants from the Duke's mansion to serve Constable Bai, and assign a few servants to take care of Constable Luo and Mo Yu. Pay close attention to their meals, tonics, and medicines, and make sure they recover as soon as possible."

Mrs. Liu agreed to all of them and then left.

The cold wind of the night made the lantern sway precariously.

Song Shuyu looked up and met Mu Qingcheng's gaze from under the corridor.

(End of this chapter)