The Lucky Farm Girl-Chapter 313 Ulterior Motives (5)_1
"Young Master Hang, donβt worry, let me check Bei Haiβs injury first." ππ«ππ²π¨πππππ―ππΉ.ππ¨πΊ
Yang Mengchen said as he examined Bei Haiβs left leg. The wound on the mid-thigh was deep enough to expose bone, and despite having been treated with medicine, it still bled profusely. He immediately ordered the servants to prepare a carriage and took out the Black Needle to seal several acupoints on Bei Haiβs left leg. It wasnβt long before the bleeding stopped, and he then told Hang Qingming to send Bei Hai to the hospital.
He glanced at the young master discreetly and saw a slight nod. Nan Tian immediately carried Bei Hai on his back and followed Yang Mengchen, the three of them, and the young master out the door, and then took a carriage quickly to the hospital.
"Ms. Yang..." Nurse Yao at the guidance desk hurried over upon seeing Yang Mengchen.
"Is the operating room available?" Yang Mengchen cut off Nurse Yao, and upon seeing her nod, she commanded in a stern voice, "Notify the operating room, Iβm going to perform surgery immediately!"
Nurse Yao rushed towards the operating room.
Lv Luo found a mobile bed, and together with Hang Qingming and Nan Tian, they laid Bei Hai down on the bed and hurriedly pushed him to the operating room.
Yang Mengchen stopped Hang Qingming and Nan Tian from entering the operating room, saying, "You canβt go in there. Please wait outside."
"Ms. Yang, though Bei Hai is my subordinate, Iβve always regarded him as a brother. Please let me accompany him; otherwise, I wonβt have peace of mind! Please, Ms. Yang," Hang Qingming pleaded with a pained and beseeching look.
Yang Mengchen thought for a moment, then had the nurse bring Hang Qingming some scrubs to change into, and also gave him a few instructions.
Doctor Luo, who rushed over upon hearing the news, saw Yang Mengchen talking to Hang Qingming. A fleeting dark glint flashed in his old eyes, and then he entered the operating room with Yang Mengchen and Hang Qingming.
Huimin Hospital had opened branches in all significant counties of Dong Chu. Yang Chengβan was in charge of overseeing the activities of each hospital. Yao Chuanbai and others were responsible for several regions, while Doctor Luo was responsible for Yongchang Town. He would return to the town at the end of each month for reporting and summarizing, as well as discussing cases with Yang Mengchen.
For the past two months, Yang Mengchen had been researching new medicine; everyone refrained from disturbing her, and since she had disguised herself when she left the house with Hang Qingming, no one knew about it.
Seeing the small military green camouflage box with a red cross on the shelf, and those medical instruments, a flash of surprise passed through Hang Qingmingβs pupils, too fast for anyone to catch.
About two hours later, Yang Mengchen removed her mask and said to Hang Qingming, "Young Master Hang, please be assured, heβs all right now. Once he wakes up, he can be sent to the ward, but he will still need some time to recover fully."
"Thank you, Ms. Yang!" Hang Qingming expressed his gratitude.
Yang Mengchen waved her hand lightly, left two nurses behind, and went with Doctor Luo and Hang Qingming to the resting room outside.
Doctor Luo had many questions he wanted to ask Yang Mengchen, but seeing how tired she was, he stayed silent, insisting on staying even with Hai Tang and Lv Luo present, as he still didnβt feel at ease.
After Bei Hai woke up, Yang Mengchen carefully checked his condition. The surgery had been very successful. She instructed the nurses to transfer him to the ward. Hang Qingming and Nan Tian wanted to stay and take care of Bei Hai, and Yang Mengchen had no objections. After exchanging a few words with Doctor Luo, she returned to the mansion with Hai Tang and Lv Luo.
At midnight, the entire mansion was silent when a dark shadow quietly avoided the Elite Guards lurking in the shadows and sneaked into Yang Mengchenβs room.
Using the moonlight from the window, the shadow brightened upon spotting the bag hanging on the headboard and quietly approached.
Just as the shadow was about to touch the bag, the previously pitch-dark room instantly lit up. Hai Tang, Lv Luo, and several Elite Guards surrounded the shadow with torches in hand.
"You approached me and even staged the events of today just for this set of Black Needle and those medical instruments, right, Young Master Hang?" Yang Mengchen slowly got out of bed and calmly looked at the shadow.
"Ms. Yang is right," Hang Qingming said as he lifted the black cloth off his face, nothing left to hide: "I wonder how Ms. Yang knew my intentions and prepared in advance?"
Rather than answering, Yang Mengchen asked, "Why does Young Master Hang insist on this set of Black Needle and medical instruments to the extent of resorting to such despicable measures?"
"I donβt mean to hide anything from Ms. Yang; the Black Needle and those instruments belonged to my great-aunt," Hang Qingming explained truthfully: "Many years ago, my great-aunt and great-uncle had a misunderstanding, and in a fit of anger, my great-aunt left and has since disappeared without trace;
My great-uncle searched for a long time without finding my great-aunt. Regret and depression took their toll, and he passed away not long after, urging me on his deathbed to find my great-aunt;
Iβve been searching for over a decade without success until recently, I heard a merchant say he saw someone use this set of Black Needle in Yongchang Town. So, I hurried here, thinking I had finally found my great-aunt. Instead, I found the Black Needle in Ms. Yangβs hands, but thereβs still no word from my great-aunt;
I initially intended to question Ms. Yang for information, but given your tight-lipped nature and receiving urgent news of my fatherβs critical illness last night, I had to rush back home and was forced to resort to this low strategy. Little did I know that Ms. Yang had already seen through my plans." He finished, a bitter smile tweaking at his lips.
"How can Young Master Hang be so sure that this is the same set of Black Needle you were looking for?"
"Ms. Yang can examine the Black Needle closely, one of them has a small nick at the base of the needle. As a child, I accidentally scratched it with my great-auntβs surgical knife, and she even chided me for it," Hang Qingming replied.
Yang Mengchen didnβt check, because when she first obtained this set of Black Needle, she had examined them carefully and indeed had found one with a scratch at the base.
