The moment Ana Shen fell, An Yu rushed over. The people watching around suddenly became confused. This noisy scene gave An Yu a headache. She supported Shen Yan, who had passed out due to excessive blood loss, and shouted loudly.
"Everyone, calm down!"
A clear and solemn voice came out, and in an instant, everyone seemed to freeze, closed their mouths tightly, and finally became quiet. Zhuo Xuan'er, who rushed over from the side, was in tears, while Feng Yi, the culprit of Sin Charm, stood there blankly with his sword in hand, as if he couldn't believe that he would actually hurt Shen Yan.
"Go and ask the doctor, all of you, disperse!" An Yu said calmly to the people around him, "Go and fetch a wooden board and carry him back to the village."
Du Shifu said loudly: "I can carry it back alone!"
"No! He's still losing blood and can't stand this kind of torture." An Yu immediately rejected it. Even though she doesn't understand medicine, she still knows the common sense that it's best for injured people not to move around casually to avoid excessive blood loss.
"Miss An is right, let's find a deputy quickly!" Zhu Zaibin said to the onlookers.
Soon, a large wooden board was found, and everyone carefully lifted Ana Shen onto the wooden board and carried Ana Shen steadily back to the village. But no matter how careful they were, they would inevitably touch him, so the blood kept flowing. Fortunately, An Yu held a cloth and covered his chest. But Ana Shen's face was extremely pale. Zhuo Xuan'er has been following him, trembling with worry. At this time, no one had time to pay attention to her. Even Feng Yi had a look of regret and self-blame.
"Lu Yi, go watch Feng Yi and don't let him do anything stupid."
After sending Ana Shen back to the room, the doctor also arrived. An Yu whispered to Lu Yi outside the door. Lu Yi was stunned and looked at her suspiciously. But she was a charming girl, so she immediately understood what she meant, nodded, and left in a hurry.
As soon as An Yu turned around, he was startled by Zhuo Xuan'er behind him. He saw Zhuo Xuan'er's eyes were as red and swollen as lanterns, and filled with tears. An Yu sighed softly and patted her. The shoulder said: "This is none of your business. Stop thinking about it."
Zhuo Xuan'er shook his head repeatedly, tugged at the corner of An Yu's clothes, and sobbed: "Sister An. Will brother Yan die?"
"Don't talk nonsense! He wasn't stabbed in the heart, how could he die?" In fact, she didn't know whether it was stabbed in the heart, but it was in her heart. Shen Yan is absolutely not allowed to get into trouble! He was the only apprentice she had ever taught. How could his life end so miserably
"B-but..." Zhuo Xuan'er cried again, and even his words were out of tune because of crying.
An Yu smiled helplessly and tried to look relaxed: "Don't worry, he's not that fragile. As long as you don't cry or make trouble, he will definitely get better."
Zhuo Xuan'er nodded with tears in his eyes. At this time, the door opened, revealing the doctor's expressionless face. An Yu's heart suddenly rose to the sky, and he didn't dare to ask for a long time. This doctor is a hermit named Fosang in the village, wearing a dark green robe. Wearing a hat and curtain of the same color on his head, he looks like a scholar. An Yu didn't know what his background was. But she once heard Lu Yi say that no one in the village was an ordinary person. I hope Ana Shen will be lucky enough to meet a miracle doctor...
"As long as I'm here, nothing will happen to him." Perhaps seeing the concerns of An Yu and Zhuo Xuan'er, Fosang said calmly. He turned around hurriedly and went back into the house.
An Yu and Zhuo Xuan'er followed him in and saw him picking up a pen and writing something on the desk. He writes without hesitation, writing quickly and accurately. After a while, he blew on the paper. An Yu stepped forward curiously and saw the characters above were flying and phoenixes. The fonts were independent but coherent and smooth. It was very pleasing to the eye at a glance. An Yu couldn't help but feel very impressed, even a doctor's calligraphy was so beautiful!
"Cen'er, take this to prepare side medicines. Remember, simmer over slow fire and don't be impatient." Cen'er is a 13-year-old medicine boy brought by Fosang. She still has a scar on her head. The two little boys are in buns and look cute and smart.
"Yes, master!"
Cen'er took the prescription and quickly disappeared out of the door. An Yu then asked softly: "Mr. Fosang, when will he wake up?"
Fosang raised his head and glanced at her expressionlessly, then glanced at Zhuo Xuan'er who was holding her arm tightly, and said coldly: "It's pretty good to be able to save a life."
"What?!" Zhuo Xuan'er blurted out in surprise, "Sir, what do you mean?"
An Yu's heart also skipped a beat, and she didn't want to hear what he said next.
"Although he didn't hurt his heart, he hurt the muscles and bones next to him. There was blood in his chest, which made him unconscious. I could only save his life, but if I want him to wake up completely, it depends on whether he can survive. of will."
An Yu was struck by lightning and stood there in a daze, murmuring in disbelief: "A vegetative state? A person who is so studious and motivated, could he just lie like this for the rest of his life? Why? Why would God be so unfair to him?"
Fosang's ears twitched, his eyes narrowed, and he slowly pondered: "Vegetative state? Hmm... That's right, that's the situation."
Zhuo Xuan'er grabbed Fosang's clothes and shouted helplessly: "Sir, please beg him! Aren't you the King of Hell? You can definitely save him!"
The worry of the King of Hell refers to the person Fosang wants to save, but even the King of Hell cannot defeat him. Fosang just glanced at Zhuo Xuan'er and said calmly: "Xuan'er, you went too far this time. Since you dare to do it, why don't you dare to do it?" After that, he grabbed Zhuo Xuan'er by his clothes. He opened it with his hands skillfully and left without looking back.
When Zhuo Xuan'er heard Fosang's words, his face suddenly turned pale, and he sat weakly on the ground, his eyes were dull, and he murmured to himself. An Yu frowned as he thought about what Fosang said just now. Looking deeply at Zhuo Xuan'er who was sitting on the ground, he asked in a deep voice: "Xuan'er, what's going on?"
"I, I didn't mean it...!" After saying this, Zhuo Xuan'er burst into tears, and her eyes were like collapsed rivers, flowing out uncontrollably. An Yu glanced at Shen Yan who was lying quietly not far away, and scolded: "No matter what you did, please don't make noises about Xiao Yan here! He needs to rest!"
When Zhuo Xuan'er was shouted at by her, he quickly closed his mouth tightly and looked up at her in aggrieved manner. With a headache, An Yu asked a maid to look at the naked Shen Yan, then she pulled Zhuo Xuan'er and walked outside. When she came to the yard outside the door, she stared at the crying Zhuo Xuan'er.
"Xuan'er, tell me, what do you mean by what Mr. Fosang said just now? What did you do?"
Zhuo Xuan'er sucked in his nose, lowered his head and wiped away tears. An Yu didn't rush her and waited patiently for her to recover.
"I, I like Feng Yi... But apart from bullying me, he never cared about me. The last time he called me stupid and scolded me for not being able to get married, I was very angry because I knew he didn't have me in his heart. He always wanted to push me out. I couldn't get angry, so I went to find Brother Yan to relieve my boredom. I found him drinking, and I suddenly had an idea. If Brother Yan and I were together, I don't know what would happen to Feng Yi. So. …”
"So he caught a girl in bed?" An Yu frowned, feeling extremely angry, not because of Zhuo Xuan'er's nonsense, but because Shen Yan turned out to be a tool to exploit other people's feelings!
"I, I didn't mean it..." Zhuo Xuan'er cried loudly.
At this moment, a man came out from behind a tree behind them. His expression seemed happy or sad, in short, it was very changeable. When Zhuo Xuan'er saw him, he was stunned and forgot his words. An Yu noticed something strange about her, turned around and saw that it was Feng Yi standing there in despair.
"Feng Yi..."
"Why are you so stupid? I bully you every day... It's because I care about you!" Feng Yi was like a wounded animal, with various meanings in her eyes, but An Yu was unwilling to understand. Zhuo Xuan'er didn't even dare to look. She lowered her head against his burning gaze.
"You two... ugh!" An Yu closed her eyes, "This time, you have broken the truth! How innocent Xiaoyan is, how could Xuan'er test him like this? You know what if Xiaoyan knew How sad would he be if you did this?" Unfortunately, he may never have the chance to know again. An Yu felt a sense of sadness in his heart and shook his head, really unwilling to look at these two people.
Seeing that she was leaving, Zhuo Xuan'er hurriedly wanted to follow her, but was caught by Feng Yi who was standing aside.
"Let me go!" Zhuo Xuan'er turned around and glared at him with tears in his eyes, "It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, Brother Yan wouldn't have been hurt! Now he can never wake up again, are you happy? ?!" After saying that, while Feng Yi wasn't paying attention, she opened her mouth and pointed at the back of his hand that was holding her, and bit down hard.
"Ah—" Feng Yi hurriedly withdrew her hand.
"I don't want to see you anymore!" Zhuo Xuan'er dropped these words and ran away without looking back.
Feng Yi looked at Zhuo Xuan'er's disappearing back and remained speechless, forgetting even the pain in her hands...
Behind him, Lu Yi, who was clinging to him, turned around helplessly, and An Yu happened to be standing there. She was startled, came to her senses, bent her legs and bowed, and said in a low voice: "Miss, what should I do?"
"It's going to rain, and my mother wants to get married, let them be!" An Yu suddenly remembered this sentence and said casually. Zhuo Xuan'er and Feng Yi's affairs were none of her business. But the two of them actually took Xiao Yan's life for granted. It was already good enough that she didn't avenge him. What else could she do? What's more, in the end, I am just an outsider. Marriage is destined, but the key still depends on how hard the person involved works.