A Girl Traveling Through Troubled Times

The next morning, Gui'er came to the hospital again. As soon as she arrived, she saw Manager Liu giving Song Xichen a massage in the department.

Shopkeeper Liu smiled and said, "I felt it necessary to talk to Old Song about what happened yesterday, so I sent him the signal to contact him early in the morning."

Gui'er nodded. "I was just about to report that. Right now, the Marshal's main courtyard is packed with people from all over the place. They're ready to fight for the family fortune. I guess they heard the Marshal is losing his mind and knows he can't be cured, so they're doing this."

"The Marshal is not confused, he was poisoned."

Gui'er was shocked and said, "What do you mean? Isn't it a tremor disease?"

"That foreign doctor was the first to say so, and the dean also agreed while watching from the side. So I can't really refute him. However, judging by his symptoms, it seems more like a breakdown in consciousness caused by long-term use of some chronic poison. If he continues like this, he may very well go insane. It's already starting to happen."

Song Xichen frowned after listening and said, "It seems that things are not that simple. Marshal Sha is the commander of two cities after all. If he gets into trouble, it will have an impact on both cities. Doctor Liu, do you have any way to cure him now? In order to avoid alerting the enemy, you can use medicine secretly. You should be one of the attending doctors, right?"

Shopkeeper Liu gave a wry laugh and said, "I'm not the attending physician, but that evening, just as I was getting ready to leave, a steward from the Marshal's residence came and went straight to the director, asking him to bring the hospital's best doctor. Wasn't that the foreign doctor? Then, seeing me there, he said he'd also asked the reputable doctors in the hospital to come along. When we came back, he specifically told us not to tell anyone. I wanted to discuss my condition with them, but they seemed very reluctant."

Song Xichen thought for a moment and said, "Could it be that someone instructed them to deliberately pretend it was some other illness to delay the case?"

Shopkeeper Liu said, "That's possible, but I've noticed a pattern since I came to this hospital: doctors who treat wealthy families are forbidden from sharing their family affairs or anything that happens to them. So it's possible they really didn't see it. I'm just worried about what we should do next."

Gui'er smiled and said, "It's not that I don't have a conscience. In fact, I'm relieved. He asked me to marry Zhao Yingwu before, and then changed his mind yesterday and asked me to marry Brother Song. That's when everyone realized it and suspected that he had fallen on his head or something, so they went to see a doctor. Anyway, he doesn't care about the situation anymore. Instead, he keeps making trouble all day, making everyone think he's confused. It's good not to take his words seriously."

Song Xichen said in surprise: "Marry me, why haven't I heard of it?"

Gui'er blushed and said quickly, "Isn't he confused? Who knows if what he said was just his own imagination?"

Shopkeeper Liu said in embarrassment, "Then what should I do? Should I save him?"

Song Xichen asked, "How serious is his current condition?"

"The worst possible outcome is death. Even if it's a chronic poison, it's still poison. The Marshal is already an old, frail man."

Gui'er thought for a moment and asked, "If you save him, can you cure him? If you cure him, he'll probably know who's trying to harm him."

"How is that possible? He wasn't fully recovered from his previous illness. I looked at his medical records after I came back. He must have had a stroke before. His brain was already damaged, and now he's been poisoned. I can only save his life, but I can't guarantee that he will recover to the state he was in before the poisoning or the stroke."

Song Xichen thought for a moment and said, "Then you can secretly mix some antidotes into the prescription and see if you can save his life. After all, he's the commander-in-chief of the two cities. If he dies, I'm not sure Sha Yanxiao can control the situation. If that happens, we'll start to cause chaos internally, which will be very troublesome."

Gui'er also thought it made sense. She said to Song Xichen, "Brother Song, should we keep this a secret, or should we tell the people in the Marshal's Mansion?"

"I think it's better to keep it secret. The dean also said that when we go to the Marshal's Mansion to treat the Marshal, we must be cautious and moderate, and never have radical plans or ideas. He also said that a doctor in our hospital was killed because he took the pulse of one of the Marshal's favorite concubines and the Marshal became suspicious because of the time of the child's pregnancy she said. I don't want to have such trouble." Manager Liu said.

"Okay then, let's do it secretly. It's really a turbulent time. I just met Sha Yanyao these few days. I wanted to test his attitude to see if he has returned to work, but he was very tight-lipped. Lao Meng will arrive in Jiangcheng soon. I'm really afraid that I will meet them head-on. Sha Yanyao is not an easy opponent." Song Xichen said.

"Since that's the case, why don't we take advantage of the current chaotic situation and let Lao Meng come over early when Sha Yanyao can't take care of so many things. We can take advantage of the situation and maybe we can get through smoothly." Gui'er said.

"It's not that simple. This time, Old Meng isn't alone. He's brought a team and several radio transmitters with him, so we have to be extra careful."

Guier now realized the thorny nature of the situation: "Then they can only break it down into smaller pieces."

"I said the same thing with my colleagues during the meeting, and everyone agreed. However, Jiangcheng and Fengcheng are small places with not many people. Anyway, it's difficult no matter what. I even thought about using the large trucks in our mine to transport the goods away. But if that were the case, I would be exposed if I failed."

"That won't work. The risk is too great," said Manager Liu.

"Brother Song, you said there are big trucks at the mine. Previously, one of the mines was controlled by Sha Yanxiao. When they handed the mine over to you, did they also give you the trucks?"

Song Xichen smiled bitterly and said, "Gui'er, what are you dreaming about? A large bus is worth a fortune. How could they possibly give it to us? They've all been taken to the military headquarters. It's said they couldn't fit them all. One or two are being kept by Wu Mingqiang, the former mine manager."

Gui'er thought for a moment, then hesitantly said to Song Xichen, "I have an idea. Since I helped Wu Mingqiang when I was little, he always obeyed me. Could I ask him to do me a favor and then forge some military license plates and put them up? Then, if I could trace them back to the military headquarters and find out they were forged, wouldn't that mean the clue would be lost?"