"Little girl, where are you going to carry this man?"
"Yeah, yeah!"
Some people couldnât help but ask, seeming to think that Yang Chuxia and her companions were tricksters. This irritated Yang Chuxia.
"Where are we going to carry him? To the medical clinic, of course. Should we just let him lie here and die?" She glared at the man, adding, "Earlier, you were all pointing and whispering, but I didnât see anyone thinking of taking him to the medical clinic. Whatâs all the fuss now?"
"Hey, thereâs no need to be rude, I was just asking." The man who asked the question was displeased.
"Get lost. Iâve no time for your nonsense. Weâre hurrying to the clinic. If you donât like it, feel free to report us."
With that, Yang Chuxia pushed the man aside and kept on carrying the injured with Brother An.
Of course, there were some people who followed them, curious to see what would happen.
"Which clinic is Xiaxia going to?"
"Weâre going to Muâs Clinic. Itâs both a medicine shop and a place where doctors are available!"
"Alright!"
Along the way, Ye Ziâan carried the young man in a hurried walk-turn-run. In a short amount of time, they reached Muâs Clinic. Without entering, Yang Chuxia called out, "Manager Mu, Manager Mu, itâs urgent! Thereâs someone here who needs medical attention."
Just as Manager Mu had made his way down from the second floor, he hurried outside upon hearing Yang Chuxiaâs voice, coming face-to-face with her.
"What happened?" he asked, noticing the person Ye Ziâan was carrying.
"Manager Mu, could you bring out your best doctor? We found this man on the streets. His eyes seem to be gone." Yang Chuxia relayed the situation briefly, upon hearing which Manager Mu hurried off to fetch a doctor.
Nearby, Ye Ziâan had already laid the young man down. He was still unconscious.
Manager Mu moved quickly, owing to the young masterâs orders to offer full support whenever this young woman and young man required help.
Now it wasnât any big task, just finding a doctor. Thus he quickly returned with one.
"Bring a basin of clean water!" The doctor ordered upon seeing the young manâs blood-streaked face.
An errand boy obeyed and went to fetch water. Once the water arrived, he helped clean the young manâs face. But as Manager Mu saw the young manâs clean face, he gasped, "He..."
"Do you know him?" Noticing Manager Muâs expression, Yang Chuxia quickly asked.
Manager Mu didnât reply to Yang Chuxiaâs question, instead instructing, "Do your best to save him, no matter the cost of the medication, even the rarest ones wonât matter."
After saying this, he left. Yang Chuxia speculated that he was probably off to notify Mu Shaoling. It seemed that the injured man must be someone known or important. A running commentary in Yang Chuxiaâs mind complained about her odd luck in running into people known by Mu Shaoling. She wondered how tumultuous Mu Shaoling and Baili Yanâs lives in the Capital City were, seeing as those they knew were always turning up in tragic states.
When the doctor had the young man cleaned and bandaged up, issuing some instructions on care, only then did Manager Mu return.
He bowed to Yang Chuxia and Ye Ziâan, "Thank you, both. I have sent a message to the young master. He should be here soon."
"Manager Mu, who is this child?" Yang Chuxia asked, "How did he end up here, and why did such a tragedy befall him?"
At her inquiry, manager Mu seemed rather troubled. Seeing this, Yang Chuxia decided not to push and said, "Since you know him, weâll leave his care in your hands."
"Yes, yes! Rest assured, at Muâs Clinic, weâll do everything we can to help."