coobybook Chapter 142 Assassination
Chapter 142 Assassination
From her previous life to this life, most of the injuries Bai Zhi had suffered were blunt injuries, in other words, being beaten. The worst was when Ming Xin used a tree branch to let her bleed. She had never been stabbed in the heart by a sharp weapon, so she was stunned for a moment because of the extreme pain.
Can this thing be pulled out? Will it cause bleeding?
The man in black who was kicked to the ground saw that he had succeeded, so he quickly got up and ran away.
The severe pain in the chest was still spreading. Bai Zhi didn't dare to use the knife. She gritted her teeth, called out "mother" weakly a few times, and then reached out her hand tremblingly to touch Lin Ruogui.
The knife was not inserted deep, and when Bai Zhi moved, the knife slid down along with the blood and hit the ground with a clang.
A stream of blood gushed out of her chest, pouring onto the quilt, and the room was filled with the sticky smell of rust. Bai Zhi quickly covered the wound, but she was in so much pain that she couldn't muster up the strength, so blood flowed out from between her fingers. She wanted to push Lin Ruogui back, but she suddenly lost so much blood that she was dizzy and couldn't tell where she was, and she fell to the ground again.
Bai Zhi: "..."
It's really a leak in the house that happened to rain in the night.
The sound of a heavy object falling so close to her finally woke Lin Ruogui up. She half-opened her eyes and reached over to the side: "Azhi? Azhi?"
Bai Zhi curled up on the ground, plugging her wounds. Her hands and feet were as cold as ice. She was groggy and said tremblingly, "What about this..."
The bedside lamp came on and the room was silent for a moment.
Anyone who wakes up in the middle of the night and sees a bed covered in blood and a dying daughter beside him would be frightened to the point of losing his voice. Bai Zhi slumped in the cold cave and thought intermittently, "Don't scare my mother's soul out. It's not easy to cure a terminal illness."
After a while, Bai Zhi felt Lin Ruogui holding her in her arms in a daze. She heard Lin Ruogui shouting for a doctor and then shouting for her.
It’s good that your soul hasn’t left you...but it’s too noisy, mom, Bai Zhi thought, your voice is almost as loud as Qiaoqiao’s.
I feel so sleepy.
Stop disturbing mom.
The senses of the whole body gradually faded, and the body could no longer hold the soul. In the boundless black fog in front of her eyes, a ray of candlelight suddenly emerged, and then Bai Zhi was called back to consciousness by a piercing pain.
The candlelight was the lamp held by Lin Ruogui. Her other hand was placed on Bai Zhi's hands covering the wound, and she was pressing down with all her strength.
Just like that, Bai Zhi's soul was brought back.
Lin Ruogui was sweating profusely. He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Bai Zhi finally open her eyes. However, he did not dare to relax the tension in his head and continued to shout loudly: "Azhi, the doctor will be here soon. You must not sleep, you must not sleep! Listen to your mother, you must not sleep, or you will not wake up!"
"No...sleep..." Bai Zhi spat out blood and spoke with difficulty, "The knife...assassin...came to kill your...mother..."
"Stop talking, stop talking, save your strength!"
Half an hour later, a team of city guards surrounded the Lin Mansion. Qiao Wanwan, wearing light armor, strode into the main room. She pushed aside the servants in front of her and saw Bai Zhi lying on the bed, bloodless and unconscious.
Qiao Wanwan hurried over and whispered to Lin Ruogui beside the bed: "Aunt, how is Bai Zhi?"
Lin Ruogui frowned, "The doctor came just now and said that the knife was just stuck in the bone. It's not serious at least. It's just that too much blood has been lost, so I need to rest for a while."
“To come to the county magistrate’s house to commit murder is really outrageous!” Qiao Wanwan cursed and clasped her fists, “I’ll order people to hunt down the assassin right away!”
"Wanwan." Lin Ruogui called her and said sternly, "When chasing the assassin, don't mention Azhi when you beat the county magistrate so badly that he was barely alive."
Qiao Wanwan was stunned: "What does this mean?"
"Azhi said that the assassin was after me. I slept with Azhi tonight, and since the assassin fled after stabbing and didn't attack me again, it's very likely that he mistook Azhi for me in the dark." Lin Ruogui suppressed her anger and said, "I bet that he will come again after hearing that he failed. By then, he will be trapped and unable to escape." She looked at the servants, "You too, no matter who asks, just say that I was seriously injured."
The servants responded, "Yes, Master."
"Yes, yes, yes, aunt is smart. This way we can just sit back and wait. Even if we can't wait, there's still..." Qiao Wanwan stopped talking in time and waved to the servants, "Ahem, you guys leave first."
The servants filed out, and the maid at the end looked back every few steps, lowering her head with a worried look on her face, "Master, if you want to accompany Miss Zhi, you must call me. The night is long and cold, and your body can't stand a sleepless night."
Lin Ruogui nodded: "You are thoughtful."
When the door was closed, Qiao Wanwan couldn't hold back and said, "Aunt, report it to His Royal Highness Prince Jing, so that the assassin can be caught faster."
Lin Ruogui thought for a moment and agreed, "Okay. Wanwan, grind the ink for me, I will write to King Jing right away."
After a long and sound sleep, Bai Zhi opened her eyes at noon.
The internal strength that Bai Zhi had practiced hard over the past few months had paid off. It protected her heart meridian diligently and did not leave any problems for her. She just felt very tired from sleeping and her back was numb from lying down.
Bai Zhi tried to move her fingers, but they were too numb and stiff to move.
I don't know how long I lay there.
Suddenly, a haggard face appeared in front of me, with an expression of joy: "Bai Zhi, you're awake!"
Bai Zhi squeezed her eyes hard before she dared to recognize the person.
So haggard.
There were bloodshot eyes, a short stubble on his chin, dishevelled hair, a sick plum hairpin stuck in a crooked position, and even his voice was so hoarse that if you didn't know better you would think he had swallowed a razor blade alive.
What a noble prince, what a fairy in the painting, at this moment he just looks like a beggar on the street.
"Why are you here?" Bai Zhi asked in a low voice.
Chu Yunchuan whispered, "My aunt wrote me a letter." He carefully took Bai Zhi's hand out from under the quilt and warmed it in his palm.
On the night when Bai Zhi was assassinated, Doctor Jiang from the county government found a thousand-year-old ginseng from the back room and used it as medicine. Now Bai Zhi's hands and feet are not only not cold, but her whole body is even steaming. Chu Yunchuan seemed to be unaware of this and continued to hold that hand tightly.
Just like this hand was still cold two days ago.
Bai Zhi scratched his hands twice and asked, "How many days did I sleep?"
"Three and a half days."
"How many days have you not slept?"
"..." Chu Yunchuan shook his head, "I'm not sleepy."
"What nonsense are you talking about." Bai Zhi's eyes lingered on Chu Yunchuan's chin, and her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, "I have never seen His Royal Highness King Jing look so haggard."
Chu Yunchuan closed his eyes: "If this happens again, I will become ten times more withered."
"No more." Bai Zhi shook her head slightly. "The assassin wanted to kill my mother, not me. As long as he could save my mother... ahem... where is my mother?"