The World's Number One Medical Hall

Chapter Forty: The Chase

The carriages and horses at the Ming Prince's Mansion have already departed.

But the mansion still stands, and there are still servants in it, who will continue to maintain the entire mansion.

Ah Jiu, this follower of the Ming King did not accompany him this time and is still in the palace.

At that moment, in a courtyard near the entrance of the Prince's mansion, A-Jiu, looking somewhat anxious, said to another young man, "Brother Chen, Sixth Master and the others have been gone for half an hour, why hasn't Ning'er been brought back yet?"

Brother Chen?

It turned out that the young man was none other than Tie Xiong's junior brother, Chen Zhiqi, who had gone out of the city to look for work. He returned to the city early this morning, saw the code after returning to his post, and then rushed to the Ming Prince's Mansion.

However, he did not go with Tie Xiong. Instead, as Tie Xiong instructed, he stayed in the Ming Prince's mansion to wait for Ning'er's return.

"Didn't we say we'd bring it back as soon as it was light? It should be about time. Come on, let's wait at the door!" Chen Zhiqi wasn't as anxious as Ajiu, and simply nodded in response.

It wasn't that he didn't care about Ning'er, but he was different from Ajiu. Ajiu thought that Ning'er would catch up with the Ming King as soon as she returned, so she was extremely anxious.

However, Chen Zhiqi had already received instructions not to take the two of them to chase after the Ming King, but to take another route after leaving the city.

After all, the Ming King's place might be extremely dangerous this time, and if Ajiu and Ning'er really went together, they might be in danger.

So yesterday, the princess replied that it was inconvenient to send them off in the evening, and Tie Xiong did not insist. He left Chen Zhiqi there to wait and left them some money. If anything were to happen to them, Ning'er would be entrusted to him.

As Chen Zhiqi was pondering these matters, he suddenly saw carriages and horses speeding towards him from afar, visible beneath the rain curtain.

"They're here! They're here!" Ah Jiu exclaimed excitedly, and without even opening her umbrella, she hurriedly went to greet them.

Chen Zhiqi lowered his head slightly and stepped into the rain, standing there waiting.

A moment later, the carriage stopped in front of them. Two men glanced at them, and one of them spoke up: "Are you here to pick up Ning'er?"

"I was sent by the Ming King to fetch Ning'er. Is she in the carriage?" Ajiu answered skillfully.

The two nodded and, without saying anything more, opened the car door right in front of them.

Suddenly, Chen Zhiqi and Ajiu saw a girl lying motionless in the carriage, covered in blood and barely recognizable as human.

Because their hair was disheveled and their faces were not clearly visible at first glance, both Ah Jiu and Chen Zhiqi stood there feeling somewhat stiff.

"Here, the person has been brought back to you!" The man gestured with his lips toward the carriage when he saw that they didn't move.

"This is... Ning'er?" Ajiu was still somewhat dazed, while Chen Zhiqi's breathing had become extremely heavy. His eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light as he stared at the lying figure, his voice trembling slightly.

"Yes, this lowly maid has been caught stealing the Princess's gold hairpin... Oh, the Princess said that considering her young age, she will only give her a small punishment and begs Your Highness to be lenient and not take her life..." the burly man continued.

Chen Zhiqi clenched his fists suddenly, turned around and stared at the two men. His eyes were bloodshot, flashing with light, and his aura was surging.

Seeing his imposing manner, the two men were slightly startled, but they did not back down. They exchanged a glance, and one of them said, "Hurry up, take him away while he's still breathing!"

"How could this happen? How could this happen? It's impossible, it's impossible. Ning'er wouldn't steal anything, she wouldn't. Brother Chen, Ning'er, Ning'er, she..." A-Jiu murmured as she woke from her daze.

Chen Zhiqi gritted his teeth, his gaze trembling as he looked at the two people. But when he heard the words "still breathing," he suddenly took a deep breath, slowly loosened his fist, and then walked step by step to the edge of the carriage. His trembling hand reached out to Ning'er and picked her up.

He brushed his hair aside and looked at that familiar face. Raindrops dripped onto his face, which was pale, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

The rain washed over the ground, turning it red!

Chen Zhiqi held Ning'er tightly in his arms, his heart aching as if being cut by a knife. He reached out a finger to check her breathing and found that she was breathing. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"We're leaving him to you. If he dies, we won't be responsible." Chen Zhiqi's unusual aura made the two men realize that he was not someone to be trifled with, but his words were unrestrained, almost like a provocation.

"Boom!" As soon as the two finished speaking, a loud noise was heard, and the two of them simultaneously stretched out their bodies and suddenly flew far away.

His eyes widened as he looked at the broken carriage shaft and Chen Zhiqi, who was still standing there staring at them.

"How dare you! This is the royal carriage! Are you plotting a rebellion?" one of them shouted.

rebellion?

The bloodlust in Chen Zhiqi's eyes intensified, and a surge of anger welled up within him, ready to erupt.

But Ajiu cried out from the side, "Brother Chen, quick, quickly take Ning'er inside and apply medicine to her."

Finally, Chen Zhiqi took a deep breath, turned around, and went back to his residence. He had to endure the bloodshed.

Otherwise, even alone, he was willing to wreak havoc, but Ning'er and Ajiu wouldn't be able to get out...

The two men, seeing the broken carriage shaft, slowly calmed their expressions, exchanged a glance, and seemed not to intend to investigate further. They then dragged the broken shaft and rode away at high speed.

Not long after, another carriage drove out of the Ming Prince's mansion, speeding towards the city outskirts. Soldiers tried to stop it, but seeing that it belonged to the Ming Prince's mansion, they quickly let it pass.

"Brother Chen, let's hurry and chase after Sixth Master! Sixth Master loves Ning'er the most; he'll definitely stand up for her!"

"Chase them! Of course we should chase them!"

The rain poured down, and they quickly disappeared into the rainy night...

Just as they left the city, inside the Lin residence.

In a quiet room, Chu Ruo sat calmly behind her desk. After hearing the report, her expression remained indifferent, and she said softly, "He's just a roughneck in the martial world. If we provoke him any further, he might kill someone on the spot. It's a pity, though. If he kills someone, he won't be able to leave the city... Go and report the incident of kicking the carriage shaft to the Imperial Estate."

"Yes!" The person in front of him nodded respectfully.

Chu Ruo raised her eyes and said, "Our people can set off now. They'll travel with him for a while, making sure to leave a trace..."

……

After the carriages and horses left Pingjing City, and traveled for another half an hour, the flat bluestone road gradually disappeared.

With the torrential rain adding to the mud, the suburban roads became even more treacherous.

The horses had no problem running and trotting, and were still moving swiftly, but the carriages were a different story. The road was already slippery, and if there were any potholes or bumps, the carriages would start to shake and sway from side to side.

However, the caravan maintained a very restrained speed before noon, prioritizing stability, clearly considering that the King's injuries had not yet healed and he might not be able to withstand the bumpy ride.

But after lunch, once they left Pingjing City and entered the wilderness, the situation changed.

The road became more difficult to travel, but the caravan's speed increased significantly, gradually becoming so fast that it seemed to no longer care about the esteemed Prince Ming sitting inside the bumpy carriage.

"My lord, the road is too difficult to travel, and the carriage is struggling to move. His Highness is still recovering from his injuries, how can he withstand such a bumpy ride? Please reconsider, my lord!" Under the pouring rain, Tie Xiong once again rode a few steps faster to reach Zhang Bangli's side, shouting his prayers in the rain.

This wasn't the first time he had come to see Zhang Bangli; he had reported to him several times after leaving the city.

However, the result was still the same. Zhang Bangli sat high on his horse, his speed undiminished, but he gave him a cold glance and shouted back, "Enough talk! For His Highness's safety, we must reach Jin Hai City before nightfall!"

"Giddy up..." After saying that, he ignored Tie Xiong and raised his whip to strike the horse's back hard. Instantly, he shot off like an arrow and left Tie Xiong behind.

Upon seeing this, the soldiers behind immediately followed, and their speed increased even further.

The rain poured down. Tie Xiong looked at Zhang Bangli's gradually blurring figure in front of him, lowered his head, and his eyes became completely somber.

"So the so-called life-or-death crisis was actually..." Tie Xiong's eyes flashed with lightning. Only now did he realize that the unspoken danger Mo Bai had threatened to kill him actually came from one of his own people...

No matter how much he guessed, he never dared to imagine that Mo Bai, a prince, would encounter such a scene.

Is it a rebellion or a power struggle?

Tie Xiong took a deep breath, turned his head, and looked at the carriage that had arrived in front of him. The curtain had been lifted, revealing Ming Wang's face, which looked even paler after the bumpy ride.

"Sixth Master..." Tie Xiong quickly pulled the reins, approached the carriage, and called out to Mo Bai inside.

However, before he could finish speaking, Mo Bai shook his head slightly and asked softly, "Where are we?"

Tie Xiong understood what he meant and leaned close to Mo Bai's ear: "There are still two hours to go."

Mo Bai looked up at the gray sky and muttered to himself, "Soon, soon!"