The Mute Wife Who Brings Prosperity-Chapter 794 - 754: Who Came By? (Third Update)

Yun Feng said, "The two Bei Yan Grandmasters dealing with the Family Head alone—it’s already a stroke of luck that he’s still breathing after killing them."

"So, how exactly is he?" Xu Jia watched Yun Huai, who seemed to be exhaling without inhaling, and frowned involuntarily.

According to Yun Feng’s description, Yun Huai had only recently broken through to the Grandmaster level, while those two from Bei Yan had long mastered it. To survive a one-on-two fight is indeed fortunate.

Yun Feng sighed, "Let’s wait for Yun Shiliu to return; there’ll surely be a way to cure the Family Head."

Xu Jia couldn’t help but ask, "Was it because Ye Rong and I joined you that we dragged you down?"

"It’s got nothing to do with you, miss." Yun Huai shook his head, "It’s just that Bei Yan is hell-bent on picking a fight..." He paused, "The Family Head killed their two Grandmasters this time, deepening the vendetta, so this battle is unlikely to end quickly."

Xu Jia wrestled with her guilt. "Regardless, we did insist on joining, which surely had some effect. How about letting me take care of him these couple of days if you trust me?"

Young ladies naturally take care of people more meticulously than men. However, Yun Feng was worried about her reputation, "Miss, you haven’t married yet. This may not be... suitable."

Xu Jia gave him a surprised glance, seeing that he didn’t know she had been married and divorced, she didn’t clarify, and she laughed, "I just think your Family Head doesn’t have a maid to serve him. I fear you won’t be meticulous enough, so I want to help. If you find it inappropriate, I’ll leave."

"No, miss, I didn’t mean it that way." Yun Feng was dealing with a girl for the first time, sensing his vocabulary was inadequate, he didn’t know what to say, blushing entirely, "I’m just concerned about damaging your reputation."

...

Xu Jia ultimately stayed.

In the backyard, Yun Feng prepared the medicine, and when it arrived, they cooperated to ensure Yun Huai drank every drop.

Then, Xu Jia dampened a velvet towel with warm water and carefully wiped Yun Huai’s face before covering him with a quilt, only then sitting on the round stool by the canopy bed, glancing at Yun Huai’s outer robe hanging on the nearby coat rack. It was stained with blood spots, the armpit area torn due to intense fighting. She took out her personal needle and thread, using the light from the decorated lampshade, stitched the torn area, then washed and dried it outside the casement window.

Upon returning, Yun Huai remained quietly asleep, showing no signs of waking.

Xu Jia yawned, laying her head on the round table and drifted off, only to be awakened the next day by birdsong.

Instinctively, she glanced at Yun Huai’s position on the canopy bed, finding him in the same condition as before sleep, breathing weakly, pale and bloodless.

Xu Jia walked over, reaching out to check his forehead for fever.

Yun Huai, probably accustomed to high vigilance, suddenly raised his hand, grasping her wrist.

The grip was so strong, Xu Jia almost cried out.

Fortunately, it didn’t last long, Yun Huai’s arm weakly falling down, as if everything just now was merely an illusion.

Xu Jia withdrew her hand, rubbing the area that he had grasped painfully, went to the casement window and touched the garments she washed last night, still damp. She sat back down, feeling somewhat hungry, thinking of going downstairs to find something to eat.

At that moment, the door was knocked.

Xu Jia stood up and opened the door; it was Yun Feng, holding a tray with a bowl of porridge and some buns.

Clearly, he came to deliver breakfast.

Xu Jia took it, intending to say thank you when Yun Feng asked, "How was the Family Head last night, did he have a fever?"

"No." Xu Jia shook her head, "His body temperature is normal."

"That’s good." Yun Feng breathed a sigh of relief, "You should eat breakfast first, miss. I’ll go prepare the medicine and come back to feed him soon."

Xu Jia placed the tray on the round table, went to the pot rack, poured some cold water from the kettle to wash her face, before sitting down to eat.

When Yun Feng came upstairs with the medicine, Xu Jia asked, "Who examined him before, and what diagnosis was given?" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Yun Feng said, "The Family Head is overly exhausted and received a palm strike from each of the Grandmasters, wounding his heart veins. He is now in a critical period where he cannot be moved; otherwise, his life would be at risk."

Xu Jia’s expression sank, "Does it have to wait for Yun Shiliu to come back for treatment?"

"Sixteen is bold in medication," Yun Feng sighed, "Others outside wouldn’t dare to treat this situation apart from him."

Xu Jia recalled the scenes she saw when retreating from the Northern Border to Liangzhou City, "The epidemic is so severe, all infected or suspected infected civilians are isolated, I fear he can’t spare the time now. How about this, I’ll visit the Beijiang Camp again to see if he can make time to come back; otherwise, this isn’t a solution. If anything happens, none of us can bear the responsibility."

Yun Feng agreed, thinking she made sense. This matter should’ve been handled by him, but he was unfamiliar with the people in the camp. Xu Jia, being the daughter of Marquis Zhenxi, her words might carry more weight if she went.

Nodding, Yun Feng said, "In that case, I’ll trouble you, miss."

Xu Jia gave Yun Feng a few instructions, just about to leave when someone knocked on the door outside.

Yun Feng quickly opened the door, and saw it was a disciple of the Yun Family who reported Yun Shiliu had returned.

Yun Feng was delighted, "Quick, invite him up."

...

A quarter of an hour later, Yun Shiliu arrived at Yun Huai’s room, bypassing Xu Jia without greeting, directly entering the inner room. First checking Yun Huai’s eyes, then lifting the quilt to listen to his heartbeat, before beginning to take his pulse.

Seeing Yun Shiliu’s expression become more serious, Yun Feng knew the situation was bad, but to avoid disturbing Yun Shiliu, he held his tongue.

After a short while, Yun Shiliu withdrew his hand, giving Xu Jia a glance, "I need to administer acupuncture to the Family Head, so please excuse yourself, miss."

Xu Jia had no choice but to leave, returning to her own room next door.

...

With Yun Shiliu administering acupuncture and changing prescriptions, Yun Huai improved within half a day.

Although not yet awake, his complexion had regained some color.

"Injured this severely, it must be the work of Grandmasters." Yun Shiliu frowned.

He had never seen the Family Head so gravely wounded after all these years at Yunxiu Mountain Villa.

"Not just Grandmasters, but also Chi Long Guards." Yun Feng seethed, "That night, they had already battled the Family Head, then at the inn, the two Grandmasters joined forces against him alone."

The odds were unfair, enraging just to hear.

Typically gentle-tempered, even Yun Shiliu couldn’t help feeling angry, "Wars between nations—it’s victor or vanquished. Bei Yan repeatedly using underhand tactics is disgracefully vile."

First spreading disease, then dispatching Chi Long Guards to gang up on the Yun Family Head—it’s utterly despicable and shameless!

"I will exact retribution for this," Yun Feng glared at Yun Huai on the bed, a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

...

Yun Huai finally awoke the next noon, seeing Yun Shiliu sitting by the canopy bed. He sensed something amiss but quickly dismissed his doubts.

"Master, you’re finally awake." Still a young lad, faced with such circumstances, Yun Shiliu couldn’t maintain cool composure, his eyes slightly reddening.

Yun Huai raised his hand to touch his head, "What about the epidemic?"

"Don’t worry about the epidemic, worry about yourself first!" Yun Shiliu said, picking up the porcelain bowl off the round table to feed him medicine.

Having been fed medicine thrice daily during his slumber, with nothing but bitterness in his mouth, Yun Huai shook his head, "Something else, please."

Yun Shiliu nodded, "Then I’ll go downstairs and bring up a bowl of porridge for you."

Saying this, he ran out.

After lying down for so long, Yun Huai wanted to move and find some clothes, but when he looked, the outer robe usually hanging on the coat rack was gone, as he was searching, he saw white shadows flash outside the casement.

Yun Huai walked over, finding his outer robe hung outside; the bloodstains cleaned completely, even the armpit tears stitched neatly with tight and even stitches—the handiwork of a young lady for sure.

Yun Huai stared at the stitched part, his eyes thoughtful.

Only upon hearing the sound of Yun Shiliu ascending did he quickly dress.

"Master, why are you out of bed?" Yun Shiliu said, "You’ve just started recovering, you shouldn’t move casually."

"It’s fine." Yun Huai sat at the round table, taking the small porcelain bowl of porridge Yun Shiliu handed over, suddenly asking, "Aside from you, anyone else come these days?"

"No one." Yun Shiliu said, "Apart from me, only Yun Feng came, they’re all family, why, Master?"

"Nothing." Yun Huai withdrew his gaze, bowing his head to drink porridge.

Yun Shiliu seated beside him, remembering something, added, "Yesterday when I came, I think I saw Miss Xu."