Master is tempting, come to my disciple's arms

The servants in the Xu Mansion all knew that Jiang's mother was more than just a laundry woman. The man-made disaster was like a surging tide that drowned everyone's optimism.

The demon servant who was guarding the mansion returned to the demon world today for important matters. The maids who stayed in the mansion were all ordinary demons with weak demonic energy. However, due to the death order issued by their master, they were not allowed to use the hidden demonic energy to harm ordinary people in front of the mediocre people in the mortal world.

Who could have predicted that even if you abide by the law and don't look for trouble, the trouble that is everywhere will find you.

When Yu Xin faced the tragic situation of her mother being accidentally vented by others, her whole body instantly became like a petrified sculpture. A few full tears were about to fall from her red eyes. She stood there motionless with the expression on her face frozen in an instant.

It was totally different from Wang Ying's crying and worried look when she was bitten by a snake.

It was as if he was frightened by the cruel and bloody scene before him.

"Miss! Miss! Miss, wake up!"

The panicked crowd then focused their attention on the young lady who was supported by Xiaorong. The young lady had her head lowered and her body leaned weakly in the arms of her personal maid. It was obvious that she had fainted due to excessive fright.

The strong smell of blood quietly slipped away from Jiang's mother's blood-stained hair. Wang Ying, who was holding Jiang's mother in her arms, felt as if her heart was pierced by thousands of arrows.

Jiang's mother was losing blood from her head too quickly, so the first priority was to stop the bleeding. The subsequent first aid work could only be left to the doctor.

A smooth silk ribbon, one foot wide and three feet long, was wrapped in a counter-clockwise spiral around Jiang's mother's wound, which was bleeding profusely. At this time, the doctor who was hastily invited stepped into the threshold of the Xu Mansion.

Seeing the old doctor saving lives and healing the wounded, Wang Ying was suddenly filled with strength and hope.

The large amount of adrenaline secreted by her came in handy at this time. With a little effort, she lifted up Jiang's mother's petite body.

"Hey, hey, hey! You can't hug her yet!"

The old doctor quickly took out the medicine box he was carrying and stepped forward to stop Wang Ying from hugging her in such a desperate way.

The seriously injured part is the head. The head that has just stopped bleeding cannot be moved at will, and the force of the head must be kept to be straight and upward, otherwise the hasty and rough hemostatic bandage will cause the wound to bleed again.

In this way, the treatment of Jiang's mother was entirely handed over to this dedicated old doctor on the spot.

The medicine box contains various pills and powders, trauma medications, acupuncture equipment, and antipyretic and analgesic drugs.

Depending on the different conditions of the patients, the medical supplies in the medicine boxes carried by doctors are also different.

In the slave yard where the servants lived, Jiang's mother had an independent room for her accommodation. Porcelain bottles of Panax notoginseng powder and puffball powder for stopping bleeding were placed in order on the half table at the head of the bed, and clean and tidy cloth strips on a bamboo tray were also placed next to the porcelain bottle with the powder.

The old doctor also developed a pill specifically for treating bleeding wounds caused by rusty iron objects, which has the effect of healing wounds and preventing spasms.

The ground medicinal materials include five-colored stone, root white frost, rattan clam, red pepper fruit, windproof and other special herbs that are compatible with each other.

The list of medicinal materials is open to the public, but the specific processing process is kept secret.

In the bright and small room, Wang Ying brought a small wooden stool and sat beside the bed to accompany her. Her mother Jiang's pale face due to excessive blood loss looked like the withered grass and trees in autumn. Her black hair that was tied up with a hairband and a wooden hairpin was untied by Wang Ying, and a layer of delicate black satin was spread on the square pillow.

Although the beautiful woman is not as innocent as a pretty young girl in her teens, nor as charming as a pretty girl in her twenties, her dignified and quiet temperament and lingering charm are still unforgettable.

If it weren't for Jiang's mother's natural beauty and excellent genes, she might not have had two beautiful children like Jiang Yuning and Jiang Yuxin.

The old doctor also took Yuxin's pulse when she fainted. There was no problem with her body that required medication. It was just temporary mental stress that caused high blood pressure and insufficient blood supply to the brain.

There is no need for any medicine or potion to be taken. Just give her some time and she will slowly wake up.

The purple-shirted young man who instigated the onlookers to cause trouble was so agile that he disappeared in a flash, fanning the flames at the gate of the Xu Mansion.

He took out a folded silk handkerchief from his cloth bag and wiped the sweat that had condensed into droplets on his face and neck.

The weather was hot and oppressive, but the dirt road with swaying tree shadows brought him a hint of coolness. He found a shade where the sun couldn't reach him, held onto a scorched tree and slowly sat down on the grass. On the other side of his waist was a small water bag filled with water. He pulled out the cork, tilted his head back and gulped the water into his mouth.

The water bag, which had a small capacity to begin with, was drunk up without a drop left by his powerful operation. The stomach, which had been smoking, shriveled and growling with thirst before, finally calmed down.

"belch--"

The young man in purple clothes let out a long and comfortable burp, which was simply due to drinking too much water.

After resting for a while, he still had the energy to move forward. He slowly stood up and wanted to go home to eat watermelon. The view in the woods where cicadas were chirping gradually became wider. Just when he thought that everything was going smoothly, a nameless strange wind blew from an unknown direction and suddenly swept him over.

"Clap."

The limp water bag slipped from the bloody, trembling hand and fell into the lush grass, getting covered in a little moist soil.

The purple-shirted young man stared at the invisible "potential threat" in front of him. His lips twitched uncontrollably twice. He wanted to say some last words to the invisible and intangible air, but swallowed the words unwillingly while opening and closing his lips.

He had just taken the first step in what he was going to do, so why did he give up halfway?

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The mourning day noted on Yu Tu Zong’s funeral invitation arrived as scheduled.

Several major sects responsible for expressing condolences also set off one after another on the same day.

This stumped Bai Luoli, who was taking care of her cub in Qingyanxuan.

His reluctant gaze fell on Bai Yuyou who was dancing in the baby's crib. The name of "using local materials" saved Bai Luoli the trouble of racking his brains.

The eldest disciple who was happy to be a father was still kept in the dark, because Bai Luoli turned back as soon as the words on a whim came to his lips.

Disciple Yunze and the younger disciple might have guessed something, so they would come to Qingyanxuan from time to time to greet each other in the morning.

During the morning greeting yesterday, little Youzi suddenly opened her mouth and burst into tears, scaring Bai Luoli who was still asleep.

Although Yuzi was coaxed in time, the crying sound that filled the entire bedroom had probably spread out long ago.

This morning, when he was supervising his two young disciples practicing swordplay, his disciple Xiaobaicai Yunze carefully used secret voice to communicate. After being exposed to this extent, Bai Luoli could no longer hide it, so he had to summarize the truth and explain why there was a baby crying in the bedroom.

Jiang Yuning's concentration on controlling the spirit sword with hand gestures was also shattered by Chu Yunze's laughter.

I'm afraid that Second Brother has gone too far in his sword practice and has become stupid...

Yuzi, who was hiding in the hall, definitely could not go with him to the Yu Tu Sect to pay his respects, but Bai Luoli was worried about leaving such a little baby at Yunmiao Peak, and he had no idea who to entrust him to for the time being.

"Little Youzi, what do you think we should do? Daddy can't take you with him. Will you miss him?"

Little Youzi, lying flat in the crib, raised his hands and grabbed around in the air. His father's hanging hair became a new and interesting thing in his eyes. He failed to grab his father's long hair which became flowing due to his deliberate avoidance. He was so anxious that he babbled and kicked his legs, his face flushed red.

Seeing that the child was about to cry, Bai Luoli picked up a strand of her long hair and tucked it into Youzi's white and tender palm.

"Hmm~ Giggles~"

Little Youzi concentrated on fiddling with a piece of black hair in his hand, making cheerful but vague sounds.

The baby bed, which took two days to carefully craft, imitated the frame of a modern crib. It is 70 centimeters wide, 10 centimeters long, and 70 centimeters high.

There are four horizontal corners of the bed and a railing around the side. Four independent wooden pillars are fitted in the corners. The ends of the pillars are chiseled into "concave" shaped notches, and four crossed green bamboos are embedded in them. The inner wall of the railing is flat, and is mostly painted with Q-version rare animals, flowers, birds, fish and insects composed of cartoon lines.

Many children's toys can be hung on the bamboo segments, and the cross-supporting points can be decorated with luminous pearls to brighten the child's bed.

After much thought, Bai Luoli decided to let Mo Qianyu help him accompany the cub for a day. It is always more reassuring to have his biological father do the work than an outsider.