Qingyu Case: Female Minister of Dali Temple

After the first body was discovered, the second and third were soon exposed.

The people who had been murmuring from time to time before gradually fell silent as they looked at the bodies lying side by side.

Upon seeing this, Chen Shao stepped back and directed them to cooperate with the Yulin Guards on top to carry out a quick and orderly rescue.

"There are people here!" Finally, after digging out two more bodies, the people who were cleaning up in the corner suddenly shouted, "It's two children!"

Fu Jiu and Chan Yi rushed over at the same time.

It was a long table, and the table was pressed down by half a stone.

Under the table, in the small gap, two children, a boy and a girl, were curled up. The boy was older, about seven or eight years old, and the girl was younger, only four or five years old. The boy held the girl in his arms, and both of them had tear marks on their faces.

When they saw someone, they both started crying in fear.

As the two cried, mud and rocks rolled down.

"Don't cry, we'll rescue you right away!" Fu Jiu was anxiously trying to lift the stone on the table to save him, but Chan Yi pulled him back, "Don't move yet!"

Fu Jiu followed Chan Yi's gaze and looked at the layers of broken walls and rotten tiles piled on the stones. He called Chen Shao urgently, "Master!"

Chen Shao squatted in front of the table, patiently coaxed the two people, then stood up and took two steps back to evaluate the rescue method.

It would take at least an hour or two to clear the stones and broken tiles that were pressing on the table. The older boy had blood on his mouth and his face was pale, obviously injured. The gap was too narrow to observe the location and condition of his injury, but judging from his performance, he probably wouldn't be able to wait until that time.

After simulating various rescue plans in his mind, but none of them were safe, Chen Shao decisively ordered Chan Yi, "Go inform the Yulin Guards above and ask them to clean up from this direction. Be as careful as possible."

After Chan Yi left, she gave everyone instructions: "Use the table as the center and clean both sides. While cleaning, use wooden boards to support it. Be sure to avoid a second collapse."

While everyone was taking action, she was not idle either. She squatted in front of the table, comforting the two children and adjusting the rescue plan.

Half an hour later, with the joint efforts of everyone, they finally managed to clear a rescue passage.

After several imperial guards carefully lifted the supporting door panels and several civilians also worked hard to support the supporting wood, Fu Jiu ducked under the table, propped up the table with his back, and said to the two children, "Come on, crawl out one by one, don't push."

The little boy's face was already pale, and his mind was a little confused. When he heard his words, he arched his upper body and said in a hoarse voice: "Sister, get out!"

The little girl who was huddled under the table wiped her tears, got up obediently, followed Fu Jiu's arm, and slowly crawled out of the table.

Chan Yi, who was waiting outside, picked her up and stuffed a candy into her hand before checking her pulse. After finding out that she was just frightened and not seriously injured, she handed her over to the doctor who came from Huimin Pharmacy.

"Slow down, don't rush." ​​The little boy climbed up with difficulty after seeing that the little girl was safe. He was a little anxious while climbing out, and he bumped into Fu Jiu, almost unable to hold on to the table. While Chen Shao was comforting him, he supported him the moment he got out of the table and held his pulse at the same time.

In just a moment, Chen Shao's expression changed: "Chan Yi!"

Before he opened his mouth, the little boy vomited blood.

Chan Yi panicked and held his pulse. Chen Shao shook his head at her, then carefully picked him up and slowly carried him to an open space. He then carefully laid him on the ground, looking at the blood on his chest. He whispered, "First, use the silver needle to protect his heart pulse and try your best to save him."

The little boy's internal organs were seriously injured and his ribs were broken in several places. One rib even pierced his chest and was exposed outside.

With such serious injuries, he should have died long ago. I don’t know how he managed to hold on until now.

The little boy vomited blood again, probably knowing that he would not survive. He tilted his head and looked at the little girl surrounded by two doctors and two shop assistants from Huimin Pharmacy, and asked anxiously, "Is my sister injured too?"

"Your sister is fine," Chan Yi said, trying hard to hold back tears. "Your sister just had a little shock. She will be fine after a few days of rest."

"That's good," the little boy grinned and smiled with relief.

He remembered that when the house collapsed, his sister fell to the ground, and when he rushed over to protect her, he was hit on the back by the falling wall. Fortunately, the table was supporting the wall, and the little space left was just enough for him and his sister to stay.

His sister was timid and had been frightened by such misfortune. He was also scared, but he comforted his sister and gradually forgot his fear.

Now that his sister is fine, he feels relieved.

Reluctantly withdrawing his gaze, the little boy looked at Chan Yi who was constantly stabbing him with needles. He then felt some pain in his body and remembered that he was injured. As blood gushed out again, the little boy grabbed Chan Yi's sleeve in a panic, "Where are my father and mother? Where are they?"

The tears that Chan Yi had been holding back suddenly rolled down.

Although the identities of the five bodies that were dug out earlier have not been confirmed, two of them look very similar to their siblings. If nothing unexpected happens, they are undoubtedly their parents.

The little boy didn't know whether he was born with a keen sense or was dying, but the moment he saw her, he struggled to look left and right. When he saw the place where the bodies were placed, he got up in shock and said, "Dad, Mom!"

The movement pulled at the wound, causing him to fall back to the ground, further aggravating his injury.

Seeing his pupils slowly dilate and his breathing gradually weaken, Chan Yi couldn't help crying, "Master!"

Chen Shao shook his head: "He is too badly injured, there is nothing I can do."

"Sister, sister..." The little boy struggled to look in the direction of the little girl. Anxiety, greed, reluctance and all kinds of emotions intertwined made his eyes gradually brighten again.

Seeing this, Chan Yi couldn't help crying and stabbing him with a silver needle.

Chen Shao sighed silently, then gently held the little boy's hand and said, "Hold on a little longer, I'll go get your sister."

"No, no, my sister is timid and will be scared..." The little boy held her hand and begged, "My sister is very good. Please, please take my sister in. I will work hard in my next life to repay you, repay you..."

The little boy's hands softened.

The eyes gradually turned into gray.

Only the trace of blood at the corner of his mouth remained as bright red as before.

Chan Yi burst into tears.

Fu Jiu couldn't help but tear up.

Chen Shao held the little boy's hand tightly, then slowly closed his eyes, "Don't worry, I will take good care of your sister."

After closing his eyes and suppressing the sour and stinging emotions, Chen Shao stood up and said calmly: "Continue the rescue!"