Chapter 1573 – Cutting Nie Liang, Attacking Yang Tao, Sword Aimed at the World (111)
“What did you say? I can’t understand at all!”
The Empress of the Mountain Spirit still wanted to struggle pathetically, but Yang Si didn’t say much, only revealing a profoundly meaningful smile.
“Don’t—don’t smile like that, I’m very anxious…” The Empress of the Mountain Spirit couldn’t help but shrink back a little.
He’s a good citizen of the new century, diligently law-abiding, but standing before him was Yang Si, a ruthless figure from chaotic times, with countless dead men’s debts on his hands.
Yang Si smiled and asked the Empress, “Is the Mountain Spirit really this timid and interesting?”
Before the Empress could respond, five hundred thousand idle spectators in the livestream were outraged. What do you mean by “Is the Mountain Spirit really this timid and interesting”?
Don’t they know that “Mountain Spirit” has already become a code for the idle watchers in the livestream?
Disrespecting the Mountain Spirit is equivalent to disrespecting them!
【Compassionate Law Treasure】: Empress, don’t be timid! Face the challenge head-on until little Rongrong shouts ‘Daddy’!
【Midnight Epilepsy】: Heads may roll, blood may flow, but the Mountain Spirit’s reputation cannot be tarnished! After all, we are the advanced intellectuals of the new century; how can we let an old-fashioned ancient person look down on us? Go and make him shout ‘Daddy,’ I believe in you, Empress!
The Empress of the Mountain Spirit: “……”
Suddenly realizing how hard the streamer has it, she actually managed to get this far amidst the distraction of five hundred thousand idle spectators! Incredible!
A bunch of onlookers, loving to stir the pot, really might cause trouble; you never know, Yang Si might just knock the brains out of whoever gets in his way.
Television dramas keep brainwashing people, saying that scholars are useless, but in reality, ancient scholars studied the six arts and are no slouches in archery and swordplay.
If any foolish ideas do come up, they first need to have iron heads!
“I have a question…” The Empress noticed several soldiers moving the unconscious Yan Lin onto a stretcher and secretly felt relieved that Yan Lin had cooled down his fever during the night. If the Deputy General hadn’t dressed him properly, it would have been embarrassing. “What do you plan to do with him?”
“Well, that depends on the leader’s wishes. If Yan Lin is willing to surrender, it will save us the trouble. Why do you ask this?”
“Well, he was my patient. After all the effort to pull him back from the gates of hell, if you all just stab him, it would make my previous efforts seem foolish. I just wanted to ask for some peace of mind.” The Empress’s mood turned heavy; as a doctor, she had seen life and death often, hardened during rotations across various departments, yet despite being used to it, one still can’t be entirely callous.
In the struggle among warlords and amidst the chaos, lives lost were countless, and those sacrificed were as cheap as grass.
Rationally understanding this truth, she still felt a pang of pity and sympathy deep inside.
If these lives had been born in peaceful times, they might have led reasonably happy lives.
“People are valued differently. The life of Yan Shaoyang’s neck might be worth countless other heads. Those with value don’t easily lose their lives, and Yan Shaoyang is evidently one of them. His living is worth far more than his death. Unless he becomes worthless, or the value of his death is greater, then…” Yang Si deliberated, “Based on the leader’s temperament, if Yan Lin is willing to submit, he won’t die.”
The Empress couldn’t help but roll her eyes internally.
Who doesn’t know that?
She also knew that the streamer is as sharp as a needle, unable to tolerate any betrayal; once someone joins her, “betrayal” becomes a forbidden word.
“Since that’s the case, I have a good understanding now.” Seeing the soldiers take Yan Lin away, the Empress casually made an excuse to see them off. “I was disturbed last night and had a sleepless night. If this gentleman has no further instructions, I will take my leave to rest; please excuse the lack of an escort.”
Yang Si did not hinder her; instead, she secretly sent someone to watch the Empress. If anything unusual occurred, they would report back to her.
Based on previous experiences, the so-called Mountain Spirit cannot linger too long in the human world. After departing, the possessed person wouldn’t even remember what they did. Yang Si could determine whether the person had left by observing any changes in behavior before and after their possession.
The intent to reel back Yan Lin, this “leak in the net,” made Yang Si’s spirits bloom like spring flowers.
The “leak in the net,” however, couldn’t feel the same joy.
Yan Lin only woke up in the evening of that day, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a completely unfamiliar beam of the ceiling.
He instinctively tried to jump up, but as he exerted force, he realized his whole body was weak, and his shoulder throbbed with heart-piercing pain.
Yan Lin feebly lay back down, breathing shallowly, his hands clenched into fists at his sides, unwilling to accept!
This place absolutely is not…
His lips pressed into a line, his eyes flickering with a complex array of emotions.
“Is the gentleman awake?”
At that moment, a sound of footsteps came from outside, and a girl dressed in gray-black with red trim entered with a medical kit.
“This is the treatment for a prisoner on trial?”
Except for Jiang Pengji, no other warlord under heaven would employ a female military doctor, further confirming Yan Lin’s situation.
“Even as a trial prisoner, one still has the right to live until a clear sentence is given. My lord is not a bloodthirsty person; moreover, you are different from ordinary people, exceptionally valuable, so you naturally require proper care.” This military doctor was quite articulate, but in Yan Lin’s eyes, her words seemed nonsensical.
“What are you doing?”
Yan Lin saw the military doctor trying to untie his clothes, his brows furrowing as he raised his hand to stop her.
“The injury on your shoulder needs careful treatment, regular cleansing to prevent contamination; otherwise, it can easily rot and become inflamed.” The military doctor brushed his hand away, untying his clothes to reveal his shoulder. “Right now, you are a patient, and ought to cooperate with the treatment, so don’t be temperamental.”
Yan Lin recalled his state before falling ill and fell silent.
“The doctor your Deputy General found for you was actually impressive. The wound was stitched remarkably well, and if it heals well, they might remove the stitches in about ten days,” the military doctor said, “In a moment, your wound may sting a bit; please bear with it.”
The Empress had attended to the wound nicely, and there were no signs of reinfection for Yan Lin; the doctor only needed to disinfect and change the dressing regularly, which was very convenient.
“Is this alcohol?”
The military doctor replied, “It’s a rare strong liquor, used for treating wounds, not for drinking.”
Yang Si excitedly wrote a letter to the leader. Although she hadn’t captured Yang Tao, catching Yan Lin was also a huge victory.
Fu Wang was leading his troops to eliminate the remaining soldiers, officially integrating Zhangzhou into Jiang Pengji’s territory.
He didn’t pursue Yang Tao for trouble; instead, he followed the military advisor’s advice, conserving energy and waiting for the enemy to self-destruct.
About ten days later, the military doctor removed the stitches from Yan Lin’s shoulder.
Young people’s recovery is indeed rapid; besides losing some weight, Yan Lin was otherwise fine.
Yang Si inquired of the military doctor in charge of Yan Lin, “How is his condition? How’s the recovery going?”
The military doctor reported truthfully.
The recovery was quite good, but due to the long wound, if there were excessive movements or heightened emotions, there was a significant risk of reopening it.
Hearing this, Yang Si expressed with great regret, “Oh, that’s really unfortunate.”
The military doctor curiously asked, “Unfortunate?”
Yang Si replied, “I have some bad news that will make him jump up in rage like stepping on a stinging nettle. But since you say his injury isn’t fully healed, if I tell him, and his wound reopens, wouldn’t that just cause you more trouble?”
The military doctor: “…”
I’d heard that scholars have black hearts; I never expected it to be this dark!
The military advisor looked eager to give it a try!
