The Humble Family’s Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!
Chapter 761 - 681, Seeking Medicine_1

Chapter 761: Chapter 681, Seeking Medicine_1

Wu Jingyi arrived at the Northern Frontier Pass at the beginning of May, looking at the medical supplies that filled the warehouse, the border leaders and military doctors all breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

Since last month, the Eighth Prince had reached some agreement with the Tartars, who surprisingly agreed to take the lead in several medium-scale battles, and there was also one large-scale battle.

During this period, there were quite a few injured soldiers.

Due to a lack of medicine, most of the wounded had to endure their injuries without proper treatment.

Now that the medicine had arrived, the soldiers could be saved.

When the leaders learned that the medical supplies were donated by the Yan Family, they all silently felt grateful in their hearts.

After arriving at the border, Wu Jingyi didn’t idle either, immediately meeting with the leaders to understand in detail the situation of the war, as per the emperor’s special orders before he left Beijing.

Even though information from the frontier was regularly sent to the capital, the written reports differed from what one could see with their own eyes, so Wu Jingyi inquired very carefully. Afterward, he, along with his trusted aides, went around inspecting various places.

While Wu Jingyi was busy, Wu Dingbo was also busy, occupied with inquiring about that Lord Xiao, wanting to know if the once despised youth of Beijing had become as formidable as his father had described.

After making inquiries, Wu Dingbo was filled with regret and disappointment.

Whenever people mentioned Lord Xiao, their faces showed reverence, signaling that he and Lord Xiao were no longer in the same league.

After running around for half a month, Wu Jingyi had gathered enough information regarding the emperor’s orders and thus prepared to return to Beijing.

"Father, we haven’t even seen that Lord Xiao," Wu Dingbo expressed his dissatisfaction with departing so quickly.

Wu Jingyi gave him a sidelong glance, "Do you think everyone is as idle as you? He’s busy on a mission, where would he find time to pay attention to you?"

Wu Dingbo huffed, "It’s one thing not to pay attention to me, but isn’t it a bit much for him not to meet even you, Father?"

Wu Jingyi didn’t respond; he had met with Xiu Xiangchen, who didn’t say it outright but hinted that Xiao Yeyang had taken the Yan brothers, Wentao and Wenkai, into the two cities seized by the Eighth Prince.

It would be surprising if they could meet them at such a time.

Before leaving, Wu Jingyi shared a meal with the leaders.

Midway through the meal, a soldier rushed in frantically, knelt before Chui Gang upon entering, and with tearful eyes said, "Commander, General Kou’s condition is critical, please save him."

Chui Gang stood up abruptly, anxiously saying, "Didn’t the military doctor take the medicine for treatment? How could it have become critical? Quick, take me to see."

With that, he strode out of the military tent.

Without a second thought, Wu Jingyi followed along with the other leaders.

Soon, the group arrived at General Kou’s tent.

Seeing the grievously ill Kou, burning with an unrelenting fever and fighting for his life, all the commanders showed faces of sorrow.

Chui Gang struggled to accept it: "How could this be? Kou Yaowu was in fine health, how could he not survive being wounded by a single knife?"

The military doctor spoke, "General Kou didn’t receive timely treatment after his injury, and the wound became severely infected. Despite using medicine, the wound has not healed, and now he has developed a high fever..."

At this point, the military doctor couldn’t continue.

Wu Jingyi’s brows were tightly furrowed; an infection from a wound leading to a high fever was almost irredeemable.

This situation was not uncommon in the army, with many soldiers dying as a result.

Just then, a commander stepped forward, "There is someone who can save General Kou."

Hearing this, everyone in the military tent turned their gaze toward the speaking officer.

Chui Gang asked excitedly, "Who?!"

The officer glanced at Chui Gang, "Commander, have you forgotten about Doctor Ge from the Jinling Guard?"

Upon mentioning this person, Chui Gang immediately remembered.

Not long ago, the Jinling Guard led by Xiao Yeyang had been ambushed by assassins from the Eighth Prince, and many, just like General Kou, developed high fevers due to infection in their wounds. Doctor Ge had brought out a kind of white pill, which he fed to everyone, and within a couple of days, those individuals began to recover.

The efficacy of that medicine was truly remarkable; it saved many soldiers who were on the brink of death due to infected wounds.

However...

At that time, the army was in urgent need of medical supplies, and he, seeing that Doctor Ge had such effective medicine, used his authority as commander to forcibly requisition most of it.

This action undoubtedly enraged Xiao Yeyang.

The soldiers frequently sustained injuries in battle, but the Jinling Guard also risked their lives on missions. Once injured, those injuries were usually severe, and without medicine, they faced certain death.

He took most of the medicine, naturally causing Xiao Yeyang to be anxious with him.

Seeing that General Kou on the bed was breathing more out than in, Wu Dingbo quickly said, "Since there is someone who can treat him, what are you all waiting for? Hurry up and find Doctor Ge to save him!"

Upon hearing this, the officers did not move, instead, all looking at Chui Gang, who in turn looked at Wu Jingyi.

Wu Jingyi, feeling baffled by their stares, asked, "What are you looking at me for?"

Chui Gang hesitated for a moment and then said sheepishly, "I’m afraid we’ll have to trouble you to make a trip to the Jinling Guard."

Wu Jingyi frowned, "Why, won’t the Jinling Guard even help with this?"

Chui Gang’s face showed a bit of embarrassment, and he pulled Wu Jingyi aside to whisper about the thoughtless act he had done before.

Wu Jingyi looked at Chui Gang speechlessly, "Your approach really is asking for a beating. Couldn’t you have just given Xiao Yeyang a heads-up, and none of this would have happened?"

Chui Gang said, "Wasn’t I just panicking? You didn’t see it, but during the time we were short on medicine, soldiers were dying every day. As the commander of an army, how could I stand by and do nothing? And precisely at that time, Xiao Yeyang wasn’t around, so I had no choice but to act first and report later."

Wu Jingyi said, "Xiao Yeyang isn’t someone who makes a fuss over petty issues. Since you used it to save lives, he should have understood."

Chui Gang awkwardly touched his nose, "The main issue is that there wasn’t much of the medicine—I looked, and there was only one container. After I took most of it, Doctor Ge was so anxious he almost came to blows with me, saying it was specially brought by his masters for Xiao Yeyang and the young Yan Wenkai and Yan Wentao."

Wu Jingyi fell silent, glancing at General Kou who lay on the bed, "I could go on your behalf, but isn’t Xiao Yeyang not around?"

Chui Gang promptly replied, "I received news before dinner that he’s returned."

Wu Jingyi snorted, "Remember this, you owe me a favor."

Chui Gang quickly nodded, "As long as General Kou can be saved, forget one favor, I’ll acknowledge even two." General Kou was one of his fiercest warriors; if he were to die, Chui Gang would be stricken with grief.

When Wu Dingbo heard that his father was going to the Jinling Guard Office, he immediately clamored to go as well.

Firstly, he wanted to see how Lord Xiao had changed since his childhood; secondly, he was enticed by the delicacies they had brought with them.

It was mealtime, and since his father was visiting, surely Lord Xiao would offer some hospitality.

For Wu Dingbo, a third young master with a passion for gourmet food, his time at the Northern Frontier had been torturous—the food in the military camp was too unpalatable. If his stomach didn’t grow hungry, he absolutely would not have deigned to