Clouds and Moon Shadow

Chapter 22 The 2nd Boy

Although young, Wen Qinghong already understood the meaning behind those people's words.

He wished he could rush to the Pan family immediately and tear that shameless Master Pan to pieces!

Rong Qingqing quickly stepped forward and pressed down on his shoulder. Gu Qingyue gave him a reassuring look and mouthed, "Don't worry, we'll figure something out!"

Wen Qinghong's eyes reddened, and tears welled up uncontrollably, but he suppressed them with all his might. He took a deep breath and gradually calmed down.

Gu Qingyue was right. They were outnumbered and outmatched. Charging into the Pan residence now would be suicide. But... thinking of his younger brother's situation, he tried his best to suppress the surging anger. He had to rescue his brother safely, he absolutely had to!

After calming Wen Qinghong down, Gu Qingyue took another look at the person on the stretcher.

There was a lot of noise at the entrance of the clinic.

The noise was accompanied by the impatient old doctor, whose face seemed to be covered with frost.

Upon seeing this, the two shop assistants quickly exclaimed, "Doctor, please save our manager! He's badly injured!" Their voices were almost choked with tears.

Gu Qingyue stood not far from the stretcher, carefully observing the person on it. The person's chest was rising and falling slightly, and one side of their face was covered in blood, suggesting a head injury as well. One eye socket was bruised, but the most serious injury appeared to be in the lower right abdomen, seemingly a ruptured spleen. It looked like a wound caused by a weapon, possibly a knife or sword, and blood was still gushing out, which was quite horrifying.

If this continues, death is not far away.

Gu Qingyue was a little anxious and wanted to go forward to check, but was stopped by a shop assistant. Just as she was about to explain the situation, the old doctor with a frosty face spoke up.

"Where is this injury?" he asked, stepping forward to examine it.

He felt the pulse, glanced at the wound, stroked his gray beard, and said, "The person is already beyond saving. Take him back." After a pause, he continued, "If you insist on treating him, let me be frank: this person has lost too much blood. The wound can be bandaged, but he probably won't wake up. Even if he is saved, he'll probably be practically a living dead."

As he spoke, he touched the back of the patient's head and shook his head.

If what the doctor said is true, then it is indeed very dangerous given the current medical conditions.

The two shop assistants were stunned for a moment, but a young man who looked like a manager spoke up urgently: "Doctor, please take another look at our manager."

"Bring him in," the old doctor said impatiently, putting his hands behind his back and walking towards the clinic.

"Pay a deposit of ten taels first," the old doctor's voice came again.

Watching the three people carry the person inside, Gu Qingyue thought for a moment, discussed it with Rong Qingqing and the others, and decided to wait nearby and see how things went.

On the one hand, he is Xiaoshun's uncle and had taken care of Xiaonian and his grandfather, so he can be considered Xiaonian's benefactor.

On the other hand, they heard that his injury was related to Master Pan Xiang, so all three of them were eager to know what would happen next and see if they could get in touch with Master Pan Xiang and rescue Wen Qinghong's brother.

Sitting in the teahouse opposite the clinic, Wen Qinghong's eyes were almost glued to the clinic's door. Only after the crowd of onlookers left in twos and threes, and after no one came out and no more shouts or disturbances were heard, did he slowly turn around and tell Rong Qingqing and Gu Qingyue what was on his mind.

“I want to go save my brother myself. Pan Xiangye is in great danger, as you all saw,” she said, her eyes reddening, her hands clenched tightly, her face contorted with anger.

Gu Qingyue sighed inwardly. She wanted to pat the boy on the shoulder and say, "Stop being so dramatic. You can't handle this on your own." But... he meant well, and she appreciated his kindness.

"Stop dawdling. What are you trying to prove? How are you going to save a little kid like you?" Rong Qingqing couldn't stand it anymore and started to retort in a low voice.

"Can't we all work together to find a solution? Are you going to drag yourself into this?" Rong Qingqing became increasingly angry as she spoke.

"Alright, it's settled then, let's all go together," Rong Qingqing said, seeing Wen Qinghong's increasingly unpleasant expression. She couldn't bear it, so she just pursed her lips and didn't say anything more.

Gu Qingyue looked at the clinic in front of her, her mind racing.

Just as he raised his hand to drink a cup of tea, Rong Qingqing bumped his shoulder. It turned out that the young man who looked like the manager had come out earlier.

Gu Qingyue thought for a moment and gestured for Wen Qinghong to go with her to see where they were staying.

After all, they didn't know much about Master Pan.

Rong Qingqing and Xiao Nian were left to wait at the teahouse, while Gu Qingyue and Wen Qinghong got up and quietly followed the young man.

Until he entered a small shop.

Gu Qingyue and the other woman followed and saw that it was a general merchandise store.

It turned out to be a general store. The store wasn't big, but at a glance, it had all kinds of daily necessities.

Knowing their whereabouts, Gu Qingyue began to plan how to establish a relationship with these people and learn about Master Pan Xiang, since Wen Qinghong's brother had been arrested for several days.

It wasn't until the group returned to the inn that evening that they learned from Rong Qingqing that after they left, some of the men who had carried the stretcher came out to buy steamed buns. When people inquired, they heard that the innkeeper's life had been temporarily saved and the bleeding had stopped. The gossipy people around finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"That person is really lucky to be alive, even with such serious injuries, they were able to be saved," Rong Qingqing exclaimed, fanning the sleeping Xiao Nian gently with her fan.

Seeing how meticulously she took care of Xiao Nian, Gu Qingyue always felt that she seemed to have a special fondness for children.

Hmm, he's someone with a story.

"It seems that the old doctor is quite skilled," Gu Qingyue said seriously.

Turning my head, I saw Wen Qinghong sitting by the window, staring blankly at the night sky outside.

From Gu Qingyue's perspective, if she didn't know that the young man in front of her had a grudge to settle, she would have thought he was a rebellious and sentimental teenager with delusions of grandeur.

The boy in front of her was a little taller and thinner than her, wearing a long robe, his hand supporting his chin, his skin was wheat-colored, a very healthy color, his eyes were not big but long, and his smile was very pleasing, but at this moment, his eyes were slightly narrowed, Gu Qingyue thought, now his eyes should be filled with sorrow and anger.

Sigh! At this age, one can be sentimental, cause trouble for no reason, or rebel and have a big fight, but Gu Qingyue does not want to feel the heavy burden of having a grudge.

"Alright, don't think about it anymore. I'll go out tonight and find out about the Pan family's situation for you," Gu Qingyue said, feeling a little reluctant.

Thinking back to her past life at this age, in public, she attended school, learned traditional Chinese medicine from her grandfather, exchanged acupuncture techniques with the uncles and elders at her grandfather's clinic, had endless homework every day, and displayed the playful attitude that one should have at that age.

Who would know that, in addition to her normal daytime life, she was selected at the age of eight to join a secret agent training camp, where she was trained in various special skills, such as how to kill, how to obtain intelligence, and how to become a friend of the enemy to confuse others—these were the daily lessons she had to learn.

Looking back now, it was really tiring, but it never felt as heavy and angry as Wen Qinghong's.

In the end, she didn't follow the path her grandfather had arranged for her. She became a secret agent, carrying out thrilling and dangerous missions every day, but she found peace within herself.

It wasn't until her grandfather suddenly passed away that she felt she should also try what he had said: to study the essence of traditional Chinese medicine, treat illnesses and save lives, and carry forward the Fengming Golden Needle technique.

Therefore, retiring at the age of thirty to fulfill her grandfather's wish became her later pursuit.

Unfortunately, he was betrayed by his partner and died before that day came.

"Qingyue! Qingyue!" Wen Qinghong's voice came from beside her ear.

Gu Qingyue suddenly came to her senses.

She looked at Wen Qinghong with a confused expression.

"What are you spacing out for? I mean, I'll go with you," Wen Qinghong said, her eyes sparkling, rubbing her hands together, eager to set off immediately.