The old woman didn't mind her husband's condition. She lay down on the ground with him, cradling him in her arms, heedless of the onlookers' stares. All she cared about was her husband.
But the old man's body convulsed even more violently. He was in agony. "I can't take it anymore! I can't take it! This tornt is unbearable. You... you have to kill ."
Hearing this, the old woman's eyes went wide. She shook her head resolutely. "Just one more day. Can you please endure for one more day? If we can't find soone to cure you by then, I'll kill you, and then I'll kill myself to join you."
The eight guards grew unsettled at her words. "Sect Leader, you can't!" they cried out in panic.
"There's nothing I can't do. The person I love is dying. What's the point of
living on?" the old woman said bleakly. In this life, it's incredibly difficult to find soone who loves you as much as you love them. She was lucky enough to et him on the battlefield. They had just barely reached the point where they could enjoy a life full of children and grandchildren. If they couldn't grow old together, they might as well go to the grave together.
AHHH! The man suddenly scread again. He tried to grit his teeth and keep silent. On the battlefield, he'd been shot and had the bullet removed without anesthesia, never making a sound. But the pain he felt now was countless tis worse than back then. A cold sweat drenched his body, and he had no strength left for anything but screaming.
"I've been sick before, and my mom took
to the doctor, but I never scread like this," the little girl muttered, watching the scene unfold. Still, seeing the old man in such a state, she couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.
Lin Fa was also shocked and exclaid, "What kind of illness is this? How can it torture soone so badly?"
Wu Tian shook his head. "It's Gu."
Gu? Lin Fa was stunned. He had only ever read about such a thing in novels. Could sothing like that really exist in a modern city?
The old man's screams were so loud that even people outside the AK47 Restaurant peeked in, curious about what was happening.
Qiu Yulan had the day off from the hospital and had arranged to et Lin Mo for a al at AK47. Wu Tian had saved Lin Mo when she was poisoned, and Qiu Yulan had kept her company during her recovery in the hospital. The two had beco friends and would get together whenever they had free ti. Hearing the agonized screams from the restaurant, Qiu Yulan and Lin Mo hurried over to see what was going on and if they could help.
Ever since witnessing Wu Tian's acupuncture skills, Qiu Yulan always carried her dical kit with her so she could practice with her silver needles whenever an idea struck her. Now, she wanted to help. Most passersby didn't share her sentint, content to mind their own business and ignore the suffering of others.
Qiu Yulan and Lin Mo entered, their attention imdiately drawn to the fallen old man and his wife, not even noticing Wu Tian's table.
"Excuse , what happened? I'm a doctor," Qiu Yulan said, pulling Lin Mo forward.
"A doctor?" The old woman looked at Qiu Yulan. She was very young, and anyone else might have been dismissive, but this old woman wasn't. "Save him," she said urgently. "Please, I'm begging you, save him." If it ant her husband would be alright, what did a little loss of dignity matter?
"But your guards won't let
through. How can I examine him?"
Eight guards were blocking Qiu Yulan's path. She didn't get angry, instead speaking seriously, "Tell them to step aside. They need to move away to let the air circulate."
"No, we can't risk it," the eight guards replied, shaking their heads firmly. They stood their ground, the scent of blood clinging to them so strongly that Qiu Yulan found it unbearable. An odor like that could also be slightly harmful to the patient.
"All of you, stand down," the helpless old woman suddenly commanded, her eyes narrowing as she spoke with a stern voice. Her powerful deanor was reminiscent of the legendary warrior won of the Yang clan.
The eight guards moved aside.
Qiu Yulan stepped forward, opened her dical kit, and began to examine the old man, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong with him. The old woman handed her a pile of dical reports. Qiu Yulan studied them carefully. Indeed, the man had health problems, but they were the kinds of issues any elderly person would have. They certainly weren't enough to cause this level of agony! So why was he in so much pain? Qiu Yulan felt stumped. Looking at the man's condition, it reminded her of Lin Mo's situation back then. But they had Wu Tian then. Who could she turn to now?
Seeing the old man suffering so intensely, Qiu Yulan sighed and asked the wife, "Ma'am, do you trust ?"
The old woman sized up Qiu Yulan for a mont, then nodded. At this point, who else was there to trust?
Qiu Yulan knew she couldn't cure the man's illness, but she could give him an anesthetic. A general anesthetic would be too dangerous, so she opted to administer a local one.
After the injection, the old man sighed in relief. Though the pain was still there, as a veteran soldier, it was now at a level he could endure. He looked up to see Qiu Yulan and Lin Mo, two beautiful young won, watching him. The old man suddenly felt embarrassed and began to boast about his past.
"My screaming just now... you can't really bla . I'm actually very brave. During the Battle of Luding Bridge, I was one of the first to charge. A bullet went right through my stomach, but I just lay there on the bridge, enduring the pain, willingly becoming a stepping stone for my comrades. They ran right over my body to capture the bridge! And also..."
The old woman was speechless. Her husband was always like this, showing off in front of pretty girls. Of course, she knew he didn't an anything by it. He just loved to boast!
Seeing him ramble on, Qiu Yulan warned, "You shouldn't talk. You're wasting your energy."
"Right, I won't talk, I won't talk," the old man nodded. Then a thought occurred to him. "The pain started in my right arm and then quickly spread everywhere. I feel like there's sothing inside my arm, but none of the dical instrunts can find it. Why don't you take
to a hospital? I'd even be willing to undergo Bone Scraping Therapy. That's what Bian Que did for Guan Yu back in the day. I'm sure you could do it too, right?"
Qiu Yulan was stunned.
Lin Mo looked speechlessly toward the ceiling. "The Bone Scraping Therapy was perford by Hua Tuo."
"No, no, no, Hua Tuo's other na was Bian Que," the boastful old man insisted, refusing to admit he was wrong.
But in the next mont, to everyone's surprise, the anesthetic failed. The pain surged back, even stronger than before. The old man clenched his jaw, trying desperately not to lose face in front of two young, beautiful won. If he was going to make a fool of himself, he'd rather do it in front of his own wife, where it wouldn't be so embarrassing. But ultimately, the agony was too much to bear, and he let out another tortured scream. AHHH!
Qiu Yulan was at a complete loss.
Lin Mo panicked as well. Her kind heart couldn't stand to watch the old man suffer like this.
"Sister Mo! Sister Mo!" the little girl cried out, having not seen her for a long ti.
Qiu Yulan and Lin Mo looked over and saw the little girl, but their attention imdiately fixed on Wu Tian. A look of joyous relief washed over their faces as they turned to the suffering man. "Sir, you're saved!"
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