After Transmigration, I Picked Up A Husband and Daughter

Chapter 70: Chapter 70 Something is Really Wrong

Chapter 70: Chapter 70 Something is Really Wrong

The worries in her heart were like shadows, fearing that Jiang Ziling would lose consciousness in severe pain.

As time passed, and as the bones slowly returned to their rightful places, Su Yu’s techniques became increasingly delicate and cautious, every step like dancing on thin ice.

After finishing, she looked at Jiang Ziling, only to see his complexion pale as paper.

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His body was soaked in cold sweat, yet he still maintained that unyielding persistence.

“Try to move your leg,”

There was a hint of subtle concern in Su Yu’s words.

Jiang Ziling reluctantly complied, each contraction of his muscles accompanied by ripples of pain.

Yet, he completed the movement, and after a careful inspection, Su Yu confirmed that the joints had mostly recovered.

Immediately following, Su Yu took out a specially formulated ointment, its color like amber.

Emitting a faint herbal fragrance, she carefully applied the ointment to the freshly repositioned wound.

Then, she wrapped it with a soft cloth, securing it further with wooden splints.

Each movement was meticulous, and finally, she tightened it with fine rope to ensure it was foolproof.

“Now, what you need is rest. One month later, we will see how well you have recovered.”

Her words fell like gentle spring rain on his heart, marking a temporary pause in this painful journey.

In an instant, Su Yu’s gaze tenderly lingered on the figure of Jiang Ziling biting on a handkerchief.

Her heart couldn’t help but ripple slightly.

She suddenly realized that it was because he had been in unbearable pain earlier.

He had clenched so hard that now his muscles were tense and stiff, almost unable to move at all.

Su Yu gently extracted a shining Golden Needle from her sleeve.

Her skilled and delicate hands lightly pressed a few key acupoints on Jiang Ziling’s handsome face.

With her nimble fingers moving, it wasn’t long before Jiang Ziling’s clenched jaw gradually relaxed.

The handkerchief, soaked with his pain and perseverance, was gently pulled from his lips by her.

“It’s lucky you had this handkerchief, otherwise, under your fortitude, I fear a few innocent teeth would have been sacrificed.”

Su Yu smiled, carefully withdrawing the Golden Needle, her every action revealing her meticulous care.

“Rest easy, I’m going to prepare some decoction for you right away.”

Before her voice had even faded, Su Yu had already turned and left, her figure light as the wind, leaving behind a room filled with tranquility and anticipation.

Internal harmony and external management must both be emphasized to achieve the best healing results!

Jiang Ziling’s gaze fell on his legs tightly wrapped in layers of bandages, and he involuntarily took a deep breath, feeling waves of fatigue and weakness washing over him.

He barely managed to prop himself into a sitting position on the edge of the bed, closed his eyes, and tried to find a trace of peace and restorative power in meditation.

When Su Yu returned to the room carrying a bowl of medicine, the sight before her eyes once again involuntarily captured her gaze.

This strikingly handsome man, now half-reclining on the bed, resembled a celestial being stepping out of a painting.

His dark, lustrous hair was loosely spread, like a waterfall in the night, his white robe loosely undone, revealing a chest that was strong yet refined and elegant.

His furrowed brow and slightly pale face added a touch of heartrending frailty and beauty.

Who, facing such a scene, could remain unmoved?

It was almost irresistibly tempting to pull them into an embrace, to provide warmth and protection!

Su Yu steadied her mind in secret, repeatedly telling herself, “He is a patient, he needs my help.”

This reminder allowed her to quickly adjust her emotions as she slowly walked forward with the medicine bowl, softly speaking, “Take this medicine first, then rest well.”

Jiang Ziling struggled to open his heavy eyelids and drank the bitter medicine in one breath, his simple thanks were uttered so weakly that it seemed especially strenuous.

To this, Su Yu didn’t mind at all, instead, she considerately handed him some water to rinse his mouth and remove the residual taste of the medicine.

Next, she picked up a soft towel.

She wanted to wipe away the fine sweat beads on his forehead from the pain and the moist hair as well.

Although Jiang Ziling hesitated a bit, instinctively wanting to avoid such intimate contact, he ultimately acquiesced, slightly lifting his eyelids, and a subtle emotion flashed through his gaze.

“Don’t move,” Su Yu’s voice carried an undeniable firmness, “Sleeping with wet hair can easily lead to a cold, and then I will have to prepare extra cold medicine for you.”

Inwardly, she muttered that the man really didn’t understand the situation. Did he still think she had an ulterior motive?

Was her care and attention really so scheming?

In the end, Jiang Ziling chose to trust her, closed his eyes, and let Su Yu carefully manage his hair.

The pain inside him and the disturbances from the outside world were temporarily forgotten.

His only concern was whether such intimate actions might wrongly tarnish her pure reputation.

Yet, he hadn’t realized that ever since Su Yu stayed beside him under the pretense of administering treatment,

in the gossip of the outside world, her reputation had long ceased to be as pure and flawless as it was when they first met.

Once Su Yu had completely dried his hair and carefully helped him back to bed, she silently cleaned up the clutter left from brewing the medicine, and the room was filled with quiet tranquility.

The only sounds were the even, harmonious breathing of Jiang Ziling and the kitten Xixi, which gently reverberated in the still space like a soothing night serenade, speaking of warmth and hope in the ordinary days.

She quietly reignited a vigorous fire, placed a copper kettle over it, and soon, steam filled the air, the hot water brimming, spreading a warm ambiance throughout the room.

Thinking of Jiang Ziling’s warm, jade-like demeanor and the bathwater he might have overlooked,

a ripple of tenderness stirred in Su Yu’s heart. Thus, she lightly picked up a wooden basin, stepping lightly toward the bathroom, intending to tidy up the perhaps still-warm water.

However, upon reaching the side of the bathtub, the sight before her astonished her.

The tub was not only entirely devoid of water stains but also as clean as new, as if it had never been used.

“Huh, this isn’t right.”

Su Yu muttered to herself, her eyebrows knitting together in confusion and curiosity.

She vividly replayed the image of Jiang Ziling heading straight from the bath to the bedroom, certain he had not cleaned up.

So, who could have silently removed the water?

With growing doubts inside her, she grasped the flickering candle holder as if she were a detective,

meticulously scanning her surroundings, sparing no corner that might hide any clues.

Under the weak light of the candle, she noticed a slightly indented stone slab that lay next to the bathtub, seemingly connected to an inconspicuous little hole in the corner, hinting at a secret passage linked to the outside world.

Su Yu felt a rush of realization.

What surprised her even more was that alongside the tub, wedged at the edge of the stone slab, there was a nondescript corn cob.

With a gentle pull, a round hole was suddenly revealed, aligning perfectly with the gap beneath the slab.