Qin Liusi straightened her posture, casting a discerning gaze at the apprehensive Xizheng. "Very well. Take care not to strain the wound. Otherwise, it will need to be re-sewn. When he awakens, even the mere touch of a dressing will cause him pain. Moreover, your stitching might not be as meticulous as mine."
Xizheng and Qiqian involuntarily trembled as they listened, their eyes shifting to the child on the bed. Not only did they feel the child's pain, but they also seemed to feel the needle and thread piercing their own flesh.
"Then, will he still perish?"
With an air of pride, Qin Liusi declared, "A person snatched from the clutches of the Grim Reaper will naturally not perish so easily." She spoke, casting a meaningful glance toward the foot of the bed, a provocative smirk playing on her lips.
Qiqian noticed, instinctively glancing in that direction. Yet there was nothing there. So, who was she looking at?
Qin Liusi withdrew her gaze, naturally refraining from informing them that a certain well-known ghostly figure, whom she had been eyeing for quite some time, had disappeared in a huff.
Ah, this person, snatched away, would lead to a loss of accomplishments. They would need to be mollified, so a few more glittering gold ingots would have to be stacked.
Xizheng, somewhat sensitive, rubbed her arms, ignoring the chill in the room, and knelt before Qin Liusi, bowing her head in gratitude three times. "I am deeply grateful for the life-saving grace, sir."
Qin Liusi said, "No need for such formality. Attend to your own injuries as well. Here is the Golden Wound Medicine." She handed over a small bottle of Golden Wound Medicine.
Qiqian's eyes gleamed with envy. Having witnessed Qin Liusi's needlework and application of medicine, which swiftly stopped the bleeding, it proved that the efficacy of this Golden Wound Medicine far surpassed that of ordinary remedies.
After hesitating for a moment, Xizheng accepted it, expressing her gratitude once again.
Qin Liusi called for Chenpi to tidy up and then left.
Qiqian, lagging behind, approached the bedside to check the child's pulse. Seeing his steady breathing, he thought to himself that the rumors were indeed true: one didn't need to be a divine physician to revive the dead and restore flesh to bones.
Just moments ago, the child was barely hanging on, yet after Qin Liusi administered the medicine and treated the wound, his breathing stabilized, and his pulse became steady.
Qiqian gave Xizheng a deep look and said, "You've been quite fortunate."
Xizheng was taken aback.
Qiqian left, and Xizheng immediately rushed to the bedside, reaching out to feel her brother's breathing and pulse. Seeing that both were stable, tears streamed down her cheeks.
Pengzi also entered, noticing the situation and feeling a pang of anxiety. Was Young Master in trouble?
"Miss?"
Xizheng wiped away her tears and said, "Peng, don't worry. Ling is unharmed. You can rest assured."
Pengzi exclaimed joyfully, "Is it true?"
Xizheng nodded and said, "We've encountered a benefactor." She handed over the Golden Wound Medicine in her hand and said, "This is the Golden Wound Medicine given by that gentleman. Peng, hurry and apply it."
"It's nothing serious for a servant like me, but Miss, you..."
"I only have superficial wounds. This medicine appears quite valuable. You should use it. Ling will still rely on your care." Xizheng didn't miss the envy and admiration in Qiqian's eyes when he looked at her with this medicine. Was it jealousy and envy?
Upon hearing her words, Pengzi's heart tightened, but he dared not say anything and could only leave to tend to his own injuries first.
Xizheng grasped her younger brother's hand and gently caressed his face. When she heard footsteps behind her, she turned to see Chenpi, who was about the same age as her brother, holding some clothes in his hands.
"These were sent by our master for you. They were purchased from a local farmhouse. Although worn by others, they are the best available, washed clean, far superior to what you're wearing now."
Xizheng lowered her head to glance at her blood-stained and torn clothes, pursing her lips. She bowed to Chenpi in thanks. "I must thank you and our master for your kind consideration. I will personally express my gratitude to our master later."