Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times

Chapter 139: Chapter 76: Han Qiu Seriously Injured_2

“Madam, I am the maid you bought,” Han Qiu said as she lay her head on Xiao Cui’s shoulder, struggling to speak. Any slight movement pulled at her wound, and her face grew even paler.

“Han Qiu, don’t fall asleep, just hold on a little longer,” Gu Changsheng said as he patted her face, anxiously watching the fresh blood seeping from her wound.

“Madam, it’s done, no survivors left,” Ning Er came back, excitement plastered on her face.

She had never killed so refreshingly, the bloodthirst stirred by Lady Changsheng, that surging, roaring desire to kill…

Those who followed her back looked at the woman before them with adoration…

The woman desired by the County Prince certainly was no ordinary person!

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“We must descend the mountain immediately; Han Qiu’s arrow wound needs immediate attention!”

They needed to return to her rented courtyard, where they had medicines and all necessary supplies; Han Qiu’s condition couldn’t worsen.

“At once!”

Dozens of soldiers responded in unison, their voices echoing through the forest.

Gu Changsheng watched as two burly men took Han Qiu away, and even Xiao Cui was lifted up.

“Madam, your wound…”

Holding Little Meat Bun, Ning Er followed Gu Changsheng’s pace, rushing down the mountain.

“It won’t kill me.”

Worried about Han Qiu’s injuries, Gu Changsheng didn’t stop for a moment, leading the charge.

“Xiao Leizi, light the lanterns! Xiao Cui, the herbs!” Gu Changsheng commanded in a cold voice as he tore off his bloody clothes and plunged his hands into a water tank.

All eyes turned towards him; the two crisscrossed slashes on his back, with fresh, red flesh curling up, were still bleeding…

How had she endured such injuries?

“Clean clothes, hot water, white cloth…”

“Madam!” Xiao Cui clutching the herbs, cried out in pain at the sight of her back.

“What are you standing around for!” Gu Changsheng snatched the large bundle of herbs and began to sort through them, rattling off names without pause, “Chicken blood vine, Shou Wu, Angelica sinensis…”

“Xiao Leizi, according to this dosage, grab two portions and start brewing the medicine immediately!”

“Yes!” Xiao Leizi, his eyes brimming with tears, nodded as he looked at the scattered herbs.

“Xiao Cui, come and assist me.” Gu Changsheng picked out a few more medicinal powders and then turned to head towards the room where Han Qiu was lying.

A carelessly placed arrow through the shoulder could indeed be fatal!

Inside the room, Han Mo and Little Meat Bun were lying on the bed, anxiously watching Han Qiu, who lay on her side.

“Sister…”

“Auntie Qiu…”

So much blood had stained the bed crimson…

“I’m fine, don’t be scared…” Han Qiu managed to open her eyes, still slightly lucid, and looked at the two small figures before her.

“Sister…” Tears traced down Han Mo’s dark little face; in this world, she was his only relative. He had already watched so many people die before him, in the same way, bleeding so much…

“Stay well with… the young master…” Despite her pale face and the pain she was enduring, Han Qiu spoke; she could feel her strength ebbing away, and before her was the Han Family’s only hope, “Han Mo, our family’s future depends on you. Follow the young master, and someday…”

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“In the future, you can take care of things yourself, why put this heavy burden on a child!” Gu Changsheng strode in, interrupting her words, his eyes directly meeting hers, “Han Qiu, I, Gu Changsheng, have never lost a patient, and you won’t be the first!”

Grasping the two young ones at his side, Gu Changsheng spoke with solemnity, “Han Mo, trust the lady, your sister will be fine, take Gu Ze and wait for me outside.”

Han Mo wiped away the tears on his face, and seeing Han Qiu on the bed nodding with difficulty, he took Gu Ze’s hand and reluctantly started backing towards the door.

“Brother Mo, it’s all because of me… Auntie Qiu ended up like this,” Little Meat Bun clutched Han Mo’s hand and leaned against the doorframe, though he was young, he understood that Auntie Qiu had been injured because she took an arrow for him.

“It’s not your fault…” Han Mo patted Gu Ze, leaning anxiously against the door, peering inside.

“Brother Mo, I shall repay Auntie Qiu…” As mother says, one good turn deserves another.

“You are our young master.”

“Mother says everyone is equal, you are the same as us…” Gu Ze said, guilt evident in his face, it was all because of him…

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Gu Changsheng, standing inside, overhead the intermittent conversations of the two little ones outside, but she had no attention to spare for them.

“Han Qiu, there’s no time to prepare the Powder for Anesthesia, I’ll use silver needles to relieve your pain,” Gu Changsheng said, needles in hand, moving swiftly.

Xiao Cui took the prepared items from outside the door, her gaze fixed determinedly on Han Qiu, who lay on the bed.

Han Qiu will be alright!

Gu Changsheng secured the arrow lodged in the flesh, and with a quick motion, she sliced off the arrowhead.

“Han Qiu, I’m going to pull out the arrow now, bear with the pain.”

“Xiao Cui, stuff something in her mouth!”

Xiao Cui quickly rolled up a piece of white cloth, stuffing it into Han Qiu’s mouth while encouraging her, “Sister Qiu, don’t be afraid, you’ll be fine!”

“Han Qiu, trust me!” Gu Changsheng held onto the fletching of the arrow, turning to look at the already delirious Han Qiu.

Losing too much blood, Han Qiu was nearly powerless, yet upon hearing these words, she still moved her head with difficulty.

A trace of resolve swept through Gu Changsheng’s eyes, and suddenly with force…

“Ugh…” Han Qiu groaned softly, then fainted.

“Xiao Cui, hemostat!”

“Wipe the blood!”

“Hemostatic Powder!”

“Catgut sutures!”

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From time to time, Gu Changsheng’s brief commands could be heard inside the room, while outside, dozens of people stood solemnly.

“Everything will be fine, the lady is a Divine Doctor,” Dong Lei comforted the two worried children as he prepared medicine at the door.

“The lady is injured too,” Uncle Song, who was busy preparing various items, looked towards the house with concern.

“Auntie Qiu, mother…” Guilt-ridden, Little Meat Bun couldn’t help but cover his mouth and start sobbing upon hearing this.

He was just a child not yet four years old, and despite his courage, the day’s ordeal had surpassed his limits.

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