"Pei Yunng?"
"Yes," Duan Xiaoyan said, "Yunng guessed that old dog Qi wouldn’t be holding back his malevolence. He thus arranged for his own people to be among the guards escorting the dical officers, always on guard. They managed to keep a tight watch without being noticed."
"Later, we arrived as well, and with more people from Su Nan, the assassin found even fewer opportunities and finally made a desperate move."
Duan Xiaoyan picked up a dicine pouch from the basket, "Don’t worry, the assassins have all confessed. There were several of them hidden in Su Nan City, and now they’ve all been captured. The Qi Family has fallen and won’t be after your life anymore."
Lu Tong said nothing, only staring at the small basket, then after a mont asked, "How is his wound?"
Duan Xiaoyan blinked, as if only just realizing who Lu Tong was referring to – Pei Yunng who had just saved her had been cut in the left arm. He slapped the table and exclaid, "Ah, it’s quite serious. When we were interrogating the prisoner earlier, his face was so pale it was frightening, he nearly fainted."
Lu Tong calmly said, "A guard of the Imperial Guards should hardly be so frail. Besides, I’ve seen his wound; it’s not as serious as you describe."
The young man’s eyes spun, "Doctor Lu, you are a bit blind in this matter. My brother fought in the turmoil at Qi Shui, facing swords and daggers every day; it was no easy task. As soon as the turmoil ended, he imdiately set off for Su Nan City with dicinal supplies without rest. Already weakened by the constant toil, this injury is truly adding frost to snow."
"Aren’t you going to see him now that he’s injured?"
Before Lu Tong could answer, Duan Xiaoyan grinned and said, "Actually, I ca to find you for this very reason. After my brother finished interrogating the suspect, he went back to his accommodation, and Chief Physician Chang is busy at the Plague Hospital. He asked to find a dical officer to bandage Yunng, and I saw that everyone else was occupied. Luckily, you’re here. Doctor Lu, I’ve left the bandaging supplies and cloth strips outside the door. After all, my brother got hurt for you, and with your excellent dical skills, I feel assured leaving him in your care."
He rose, tossed the dicine pouch back into the basket, "I still have official duties to attend to, so I’ll be going out."
With that said, before Lu Tong could open her mouth, he darted out of the room like he was fleeing.
He ran fast, and by the ti Lu Tong called out, it was too late. After a mont of silence, she put down the dicine pouch she was holding and walked out of the room. Indeed, on the stone table in the courtyard, there was a dicine tray laid out with clean water, cloth strips, and so wound dicine.
She walked up to the stone table, sighed slightly in her heart, but eventually picked up the dicine tray.
...
The Imperial Guards’ lodging was very close to the dical Officer Institute.
It was also chosen by Cai Fang to be adjacent to the two residences for the protection of the dical officers.
At this mont, the guards had followed Cai Fang out, and there were no other people in the courtyard.
When Qingfeng saw Lu Tong, a flash of surprise crossed his eyes, and upon seeing the wound dicine she was carrying, he understood and stepped aside to open the door for her.
Lu Tong entered, and the door closed behind her.
The room was dark, with no windows open. Su Nan City was overcast during this winter day, making daylight seem like dusk. A small candle burned on the table, under the flickering candlelight, behind a screen, a faint silhouette was visible.
Hearing the door open, the person behind the screen made no move.
Carrying the dicine dish, Lu Tong walked in, and as she rounded the screen in front of her, she saw a tall figure with a back turned to her, sitting at the table, wearing only a dark robe, half-pulled down to his shoulder, revealing a gaping wound on his left arm.
There were water and wound dicine on the table, as if he intended to dress his wound himself.
Sensing soone approaching, he said, "Get out."
Lu Tong set the dicine dish down.
He slightly furrowed his brows, and upon lifting his head, he was montarily taken aback.
"Duan Xiaoyan sent to dress your wound," Lu Tong spoke.
Pei Yunng looked at her and said nothing.
Lu Tong looked up, signaling for him to lower his arm. Once he did, she reached out to remove Pei Yunng’s clothing.
Her fingertips touched his bare skin, and they both paused montarily, but soon, Lu Tong gathered her thoughts and stripped away his outer garnt.
As the clothing was completely removed, the young man’s bare upper body was revealed—he was lean and muscular from years of martial practice, with well-defined muscles and fluid lines, like a beautiful and powerful cheetah ready to pounce.
Lu Tong had seen many people’s bodies.
n, won, the elderly, children, both alive and dead. As Lin Danqing said, healers are accustod to patients’ bodies—it’s nothing out of the ordinary for them. She had seen Pei Yunng shirtless before, but at this mont, a very slight discomfort flickered in her heart, causing her movents to handle the dicine to be less skillful than usual.
Pei Yunng caught that slight awkwardness.
He glanced at her, paused, and then suddenly asked, "Why won’t you look at ?"
Lu Tong tightened her grip on the handkerchief, her voice still calm, "Lord Pei is thinking too much."
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